A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband
Chapter Sixty Eight
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Sister Wang waved away these servants, "Madam, go upstairs and go to the room to rest."
The master bedroom is at the front of the spiral staircase, the bedroom door is open, and the crystal chandelier emits a warm light. A maid is tidying up messy clothes on the white carpet, and the other is changing the sheets and duvet covers.
"Hurry up." Sister Wang urged.
Gu Shuangshuang suddenly turned pale when he saw the clothes that had been torn apart last night in the maid's arms and the dazzling blood stains on the white sheets that were changed.
Scene after scene last night, rolling in my mind.
He stared at her deep eyes like a dangerous beast, his domineering and brutal muscles wrapped around her body, the hot sweat beads he dropped, the low breath he got into her cochlea, the most painful thing was him Endless rushing to claim.
He pushed her abruptly.
He took away her innocence, her only precious thing.
Sister Wang noticed that she was trembling, and quickly let the two servants tidy up.
"Madam, you lie down and rest, are you hungry if you haven't eaten anything for a day? Your husband specially invited a nutritionist, and he is busy in the kitchen. Dinner will be ready soon."
Gu Shuangshuang remained indifferent, and lay on the bed that gave her an unforgettable painful memory.
Even if the bed sheets and pillowcases are changed, there is still the familiar breath of freshness. He, he must often sleep on this bed.
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On the driveway outside the villa, park a black Mercedes.
The man in a black woolen coat, a pure and noble suit, walked slowly into the large living room of the villa, bringing the chill of the snowy night.
The servant stopped, bowed and saluted, Shen Mocheng's handsome face cast coldly, waved his hand, motioned to them not to make a noise, and disturbed the upstairs.
He threw the car key to the sofa, the black leather shoes on his feet did not change, he shook his shoulders, and a servant immediately came forward to take off his coat for him.
This is a villa where he often lives. Originally, there were only three servants including Sister Wang. Sister Wang took care of this cold house, a male gardener, and a maid who cleaned the house.
Now she is going to live here, naturally, someone will take care of her.
He asked Sister Wang to contact the housekeeping side in a hurry today, and hired three more young maids, similar to her age, which might make her feel a little more relaxed.
Standing in the middle of the living room, he lit a cigarette and smoked casually, always looking upstairs.
After waiting, but not seeing Sister Wang coming down, Shen Mocheng walked to the sofa and twisted the cigarette butt, took a sip of water and frowned upstairs.
Going to the second floor of the stairs, the maid who came from the direction of the master bedroom came onwards, holding her clothes in her arms, all broken, the masterpiece of his anger last night.
The other is holding a folded sheet, pure white color, and a few dried red plums on the front.
"give me."
The young maid was stunned, looked down at the bed sheet, faced the handsome and mature host, blushing and handed the bed sheet to her husband.
Shen Mocheng took it, his facial features were no different.
He walked to the master bedroom, the door was closed tightly, and he listened carefully. There was the voice of Sister Wang inside, but the sweet soft language he wanted to hear was not.
His eyebrows frowned slightly, and the action of reaching out and pushing the door stopped.
Now in the eyes of his little girl, he should be a scourge, a bully villain, so bad and terrifying.
Shen Mocheng went to the study.
In the light, the man spread the white sheets in his hand on the large desk, staring at the clusters of small beautiful red plums, his eyes were scarlet and hot.
Raising his head and closing his eyes deeply, Shen Mocheng felt that his blood was being heated, and his firm muscles and cold soul were all trembling slightly.Zhuiwen Novel Network www.zhuiwen.org
It was the first time she was so innocent, she gave it to him.
He opened his eyes again, lowered his head and stared, just watching, lower body rushed in and twisted her strenuous taste last night, rippling numbly from him.
Men are shameless, after being cruel, they still have to remember.
With a cigarette in his thin lips, his handsome face revealed a satisfied smile, and he folded the sheets carefully. This is the most precious gift his wife gave him. Where should he put the gift he cares about the most?
Put it in the safe, it will make his blood boil over with more than hundreds of millions of assets.
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Tuk tuk-
Gu Shuangshuang was so startled that he bounced from the pillow like a rabbit.
"Madam, you can eat." Outside the door, Sister Wang's voice.
Her pale face slowly returned to bloody color, and the intense movement just now caused the pain in that place. She frowned, moved slowly, and sat down on the bed.
Sister Wang said that she didn't need to get out of bed. A maid next to her brought a delicate wooden table and put it on the bed.
Gu Shuangshuang has no appetite. He has a heavy tongue coating just after taking the medicine.
I glanced at the dishes in the two small plates, which were vegetarian, and the clear soup was too watery, opened the lid of the soup cup, but it was meat dishes and bonito soup.
"The bonito soup has a very good effect on wound healing." Sister Wang said.
Gu Shuangshuang lowered his head and tightened his lips. That is definitely not for drinking.
She wondered in her heart that the wound shouldn't be healed. Should he be bullied when it is over?
Symbolically, I ate some dishes from the plate and a few mouthfuls of porridge, but nothing tasted.
I remembered that once I had a meal with him, he was so far away from Chili, and later in Huaxi Villa, Aunt Zhou made it clear that her husband did not eat meat and fish, so why didn't he think of the top brand uncles who didn’t eat spicy food or fish. .
In fact, if she was a little more careful, she should have discovered the clues a long time ago, and she wouldn't be so passive now.
"Don't want to eat anymore?"
Gu Shuangshuang nodded.
Sister Wang sighed. Her husband was watching in the study, unable to persuade his wife to eat, and would be scolded later.
At this moment, in the study, Shen Mocheng was staring at the computer screen. In the screen, she had just reacted in horror to the knock on the door, which made him very distressed.
Do you think it is him?Why are you so afraid of him?
He didn't give him a few bites of the meal. Sister Wang turned on the LCD TV for her when she left, and gave her a pillow for the little gadgets that girls liked, but she didn't look at or touch it, sitting on the bedside in a daze, wondering. Startled, it may have affected the wound when she lay down. She frowned, panted for breath, motionless, and finally, her shoulders shook slightly.
Long black hair covered her small face, but Shen Mocheng knew that she must be thinking of last night and crying again.
Damn it.
He took out a cigarette with a terrible expression, lit it, took a sharp sip, feeling dull, and threw it into the ashtray.
Under the impulse, I stood up, opened the study door and walked to the master bedroom diagonally opposite.
Steps up, down, up, down, I can't help but laugh at myself. The big order of tens of billions in the mall waved and decided, but now, I am daunted by a little woman?
It’s just to meet my wife, hug her, coax her, saying that her husband didn’t mean it, and the men who haven’t been doing it for a long time are like this. They were attracted by her. They were insane. They were caused by her.
I don't know how serious she is when kissing other men who are ignorant and angered. If you want to be ruthless, please understand and tolerate her.
However, in the end, these words were still held in my heart.
For her now, he is probably a nightmare, slowly, you must have patience, not to see her, will not make her more afraid of disgust.