Your Miss Su is blackened

She was so fast and moved so fast that Fu Moxing had no chance to react.

It wasn't until a knife was stuck in his shoulder, and the bone-piercing pain came, that a crack gradually appeared in his eyes, and many things just got in through that crack, such as accidents, such as shocks.

He never expected that Su Wan would dare to stick a knife in his shoulder.

How dare she? !

That knife stabbed deeply.

At this moment, the man's wheat-colored skin was exposed, and the red blood spread across a large area of ​​the skin. The bloody scene looked a little shocking.

Su Wan was resolute when he stabbed down.

The warning didn't work on him, she could only protect herself in her own way, if she just pricked it so painlessly, she might not even be able to escape tonight.

So, she used all she could do.

When she was in college, she had majored in surgery and knew that the shoulder was not a critical area, so if she stabbed it, Fu Moxing would only suffer a little, not his life.

But now seeing the shocking large bloodstain on the man's shoulder, she couldn't help feeling a little scared.

But Su Wan's face looked extremely calm.

She slowly met Fu Moxing's gaze, and said expressionlessly: "Although the punctured place is not critical, if there is too much bleeding, it will not be easy to recover. Call your personal doctor."

From that stabbing to now, the bedroom has been quiet for ten seconds.

After Su Guan said a word, a smile gradually appeared on Fu Moxing's painful face.

He supported the right side of the woman's head with one hand, endured the sharp pain in his shoulder, and his deep eyes fell on her face: "Why do you want me to call a doctor? Wouldn't it be as good as you want me to die?!"

Her expression was dull: "If you die, I will be a murderer. If you don't like it."

"So you still know." The man didn't understand.

Su Wan smiled at him, but the smile was not warm: "If you don't know, the stabbed place will not be your shoulder, but your heart. If you cut it down, in this villa with no one else, as long as I don't hit you 120, you will never see the sun tomorrow."

The man smiled: "So, I still need to thank you?"

"No need." She dropped these three words, reached out and pushed Fu Moxing's uninjured right shoulder, pushing him off her body.

The man hissed in pain.

Pushed by Su Wan, he just lay on the bed.

Blood began to spread, gradually staining the sheets.

Maybe it was too painful, but there were already some fine beads of sweat faintly emerging from Fu Moxing's forehead.

He closed his eyes, and said in a deep voice with pain: "I'll settle the score with you later, call Lin Jiayan now and ask him to come over."

Lin Jiayan, Fu Moxing's friend and his personal doctor.

Su Wan didn't move.

She looked at the man, and said unhurriedly: "You have to promise me first, and take contraceptive measures when you touch me in the future."

Fu Moxing opened his eyes.

He really didn't expect--

At this time, Su Wan is still negotiating terms with him? !
She really doesn't care about him at all? Does she not love him? !
He was her husband, the one she had worked so hard to marry, but now, from the perspective of profit, and in the tone of a businessman, he tried to exchange with him at equal value? !
Fu Moxing couldn't tell what was in his heart.