Chapter 11 is not the most preferred
He didn't give Su Tang a chance to refuse.
Su Tang propped his hand on Feng Yuan's chest, and for a while, he couldn't tell whether his face was a little more moisture or a little more sweat.
"Didn't you say you could do anything as long as I was happy?" Feng Yuan chuckled and pressed Su Tang's shoulder, but his face was a little gloomy: "You are my full-time maid, and you have no right to say no." ”
Full-time maid, it turns out that she is such an existence in Feng Yuan's heart, cheap and depraved.
Su Tang felt very uncomfortable, but she couldn't show it, just like when others pointed to her when she was a child, she was a child without a father.
Honestly, it is impossible to refute.
Moreover, when she thought of Feng Yuan's legs, she couldn't give birth to any thoughts of refusing to resist.
To be honest, Feng Yuan has always been very handsome.
This has been the case since he was a child, if he hadn't broken a leg, he wouldn't have been abandoned by his ancestral house and reduced to X City, he has a great future and status, and he doesn't lack anything.
It's not like now, every time it rains, your legs hurt to death.
Su Tang's eyes reddened: "You're right." ”
She put herself in the humble mud and relieved her guilt by her dedication to Feng Yuan.
Learning from Feng Yuan's practice, she carefully mastered the strength.
Feng Yuan pinched her waist and took a breath: "Relax." ”
"I'm sorry, I haven't learned it yet." Su Tang's face was red and about to drip blood.
Her words seemed to please Feng Yuan to some extent, and Su Tang could detect his slight change in mood.
Feng Yuan asked: "It's because I'm engaged that you want to leave?" ”
Su Tang rose and fell, nodded and shook his head.
"Tell me why."
"Because I'm not your best choice."
In the matter of Feng Yuan, Su Tang is the best at weighing the pros and cons.
But this is not what Feng Yuan wants to hear.
A pet in captivity, even if the starting point is because of him, cannot give birth to the idea of leaving.
Su Tang can be jealous, he can get angry at him and ask for a name, but he can't quietly think about quitting.
A touch of gloom swept across Feng Yuan's eyes, and his ink-like eyes were full of possessiveness.
In the end, he held Su Tang with an attitude of absolute control.
The voice was like a demon: "Don't want to leave. ”
She was so tired that she couldn't move her fingers, but she still wanted to hold her body to get a bath towel for Feng Yuan.
"Young master, be careful." Su Tang half-lay on the bathtub, twisted his head and said to Feng Yuan: "The ground is a little slippery. ”
"Really thoughtful." Feng Yuan brushed away the wet hair on her forehead and smiled coldly: "Since you still have energy, let's continue." ”
Feng Yuan didn't like Su Tang very much for treating him with an attitude towards cripples.
"No, your legs can't."
"Shut up." Feng Yuan covered her mouth and said in her ear, "Take back your compassion." ”
This night, Su Tang didn't rest well.
But Feng Yuan woke up very early, or it can be said that he almost didn't sleep all night.
The doctor couldn't leave in case something went wrong, and the room was so soundproofed that he couldn't hear any movement even if he was lying on the door.
When Feng Yuan came out, his expression was so cold that he was about to freeze to death.
"How did she get here?"
The doctor broke out in a cold sweat: "I called her......"
It turned out that he didn't come on his own initiative.
Feng Yuan sneered: "She's a doctor? ”
"Miss Su knows a little more about your old injuries." The doctor wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and shook the pot: "It was Miss Su who repeatedly promised you that she could relieve your pain, so I let her in......"
Meaning: It is Su Tang who is capable of it, and it has nothing to do with him.
"Get out." Feng Yuan was as cold as ice: "I won't use it in the future." ”
He watched the doctor leave in a panic, poured a glass of warm water and drank it all.
Glancing at the closed door, he poured another glass of water.
Su Tang was tortured to death.
His eyes are still red, and he is crying again, and his throat is almost gone.
Feng Yuan grabbed her hand from the quilt and lifted her up with a force: "Get up and drink water." ”