Don Kei's residence, in the living room.

Dusk had passed, the sky was getting darker, Laura and Jon had just come back from outside, and were cooking dinner together in the kitchen, the well-behaved and sensible Kelly was also helping, the kitchen door was open, and they could be seen whispering and laughing together.

Next to the coffee table, four couches surrounded the city, Monica was lying on the couch on the west side, looking at the ceiling, motionless, Tang Ji sat on the sofa on the south side, holding a book and looking at it seriously, from time to time he would glance at Monica next to him, and on the sofa opposite Tang Ji, Ba Song was also looking at the dictionary with a focused expression.

Suddenly.

Monica's hands moved, clenched her fists and tightened her grasp, then let go of it again, and clenched it again...... Let go again...... After repeating this a dozen times, she slowly sat up from the sofa with her arms supporting her body, her movements were very slow, she looked a little struggling, and she even almost stumbled back on the sofa, but she still sat up on her own, and Tang Ji found out from the first moment she moved, but did not help her.

Apparently it would be better to have Monica sit up on her own so that she could recover faster.

After Monica sat down, she propped her hands on the edge of the sofa, her body slowly lifted, and as soon as she left a little, she immediately sat back down, she tried herself again, but it was all the same, and her mouth not only cursed: "Damn it!" ”

Next to him, Don Ji had already put down the book, leaned on the back of the sofa, and tilted his head to look at Monica, but Monica didn't look at Don Kei, as if Don Ji didn't exist.

"It's useless, it's just been 1.5 hours now, you've only partially regained consciousness, and after half an hour you can stand up and walk, you can run for an hour, but it's very weak, and after 1.5 hours, you'll be able to fully recover, I'm sorry, in case you will have an overreaction at that time, the dosage is a bit large!" Don Ji looked at Monica and said.

Monica finally raised her eyes to look at Don Quixy, but she didn't believe in evil, and tried to stand up several times, but to no avail, and finally caused her to fall on the sofa, which was soft but unhindered.

"Don't push yourself." Tang Ji reassured.

Monica didn't speak, she paused on the sofa, then slowly struggled to get up, sat up straight, and then, little by little, moved her body to the direction of the right armrest of the sofa, and after reaching the side, she first grabbed the armrest of the sofa with one hand, and then immediately turned sideways slightly, grabbed it with the other hand, and then supported the column with both hands, and she stood up little by little!

The strong Monica always has a momentum of not admitting defeat in her surname, and now, in the face of Tang Ji, the person she hates, listening to Tang Ji's words, it aroused her rebellious psychology, she wants to prove to Tang Ji, I can do it if I don't listen to you!

At this time, Monica couldn't think calmly in the face of Tang Ji.

"I advise you to sit down, it's dangerous!" Tang Ji persuaded, leaned forward slightly, pressed one hand on the coffee table, and put the other hand on the back of the sofa on his side, assuming a posture that could stand up quickly at any time.

As if she hadn't heard Don Guy's words, Monica stood up straight with her hands on the armrests of the sofa, her arms and legs trembling slightly, and it could be seen that she had reached her limit, and the only thing she could do now was sit down.

But Monica just didn't give up, she tried to take a small step forward, slowly, grasping the armrests of the sofa with both hands, and gently moving forward with one foot against the ground.

She succeeded, and although she only walked ten centimeters in this step, she did succeed.

Don Ji had already stood up, looking at Monica a little nervously, after Monica took the first step, she began to try to take the second step, her body trembled as if she had Parkinson's disease, her arms were shaking, and it was getting more and more intense, her left leg was already stretched out......

Boom!

Monica's body suddenly went limp, and she fell heavily on the carpet next to the sofa.

"Damn......" Tang Ji muttered in his mouth, ran to Monica's side in a few steps, grabbed Monica's armpits with both hands, and quickly lifted her up, Monica seemed to be very unappreciative, and began to struggle with all her strength as much as possible, she didn't seem to want Tang Ji to touch her, but now she definitely couldn't beat Tang Ji, so in the end she was no longer struggling, but beating Tang Ji.

No matter how weak the palm of the hand is hitting the face, there is pain, and Monica can stand up with her body supported, and the strength cannot be said to be completely absent, and the sound of crackling began to sound in the living room.

Don Ji was helping her up, but she was slapping Tang Ji in the face.

If it were another person with a temper, maybe he would just let go, and Monica would fall to the ground again, but Don Guy didn't, he had a temper, but he also felt guilty, so after pulling Monica up, he didn't move, his hands were still pinched under Monica's armpits, watching Monica hit himself.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable! Syllable! …… A strange crisp sound began to sound in the living room.

Ba Song, who was sitting on the sofa, moved his butt unnaturally, the dictionary blocked half of his face, he looked like he was studying seriously, but in fact he was secretly observing.

On the innermost side of the living room, next to the window is the small kitchen, and Jon came out with an expressionless probe to take a look, and without saying anything, he silently closed the kitchen door.

In Christine's room, Jason, Christine, and Maniela were still holding playing cards in their hands, but they had all gotten out of bed, stood by the door, and looked out along the crack in the door, obviously the sound in the living room attracted the three of them.

"The woman was beating him, just watching?" Christine had an angry voice.

"So what? Do you dare to go out and stop it? Maniela said helplessly.

"Why not you? Why don't you dare? Don is your man. Jason had a questioning voice.

"Because Don won't let me." Maniella's tone was even more helpless.

In the living room, Monica twitched Tang Ji dozens of times before stopping, Tang Ji's face was slightly swollen, but he kept his eyes open, not dodging or dodging, Monica also looked at Tang Ji after stopping, and his mood changed a lot, and even Tang Ji didn't know why Monica had such a big mood swing.

Monica looked at Tang Ji, her eyes gradually turned red, she wanted to keep her indifference, but emotionally, she couldn't do it, the tears in her eyes were accumulating more and more, her body began to tremble slightly, her breathing was a little short, tears fell from her eyes, Monica cried, and her voice became louder and louder, gradually hysterical!

"Why? Why are you like this? Why you? Monica cried out with all her strength. (To be continued.) )