I was spoiled after marrying a wealthy man

Shen Keke's heart felt cold.

Is Bei Minglie really going to do it on this sofa?

Bei Minglie put Shen Keke down, took out a few tissues from the tea machine, and moved towards Shen Keke's mouth and nose.

Omg!

Does this man have any special hobbies?

"Uh, no!" Shen Keke struggled desperately.

"If you don't want to die, just be good to me." Bei Minglie's deep and cold voice boomed from Shen Keke.

After waking up, Shen Keke was in pain and frightened because he either fell or bumped into the ground. He couldn't help but feel a sense of grievance in his heart.

Shen Keke's big eyes were misty, looking a little...

Bei Minglie's solemn look met Shen Keke's big eyes, and his eyebrows twisted.

"Cover it yourself!" Bei Minglie grabbed Shen Keke's hand and put it on her nose.

Then, he let go of Shen Keke.

The movements were gentler.

Shen Keke grabbed the paper in his hand and put it down from his nose, "What are you doing..."

red! The snow-white paper towel was red again.

That's... blood!

"Pa!" A drop of liquid fell on Shen Keke's leg.

That's blood too!

Why did my nose suddenly have so much runny nose? It turned out to be bleeding.

Bei Minglie, who has been trained, has a chest as strong as a wall and hands as strong as a tiger.

With that buckle, his nose was not broken, it just bled, so he was lucky.

"If you don't want to die, just cover it!" Bei Minglie took out a few more pieces of paper and covered Shen Keke's nose.

I don't know if he was afraid that Shen Keke wouldn't cover her properly, but this time, Bei Minglie didn't put down his hand.

"Guanshi Su!" Bei Minglie shouted downstairs.

"BOSS!" Within a few moments, Manager Su appeared at the entrance of the corridor.

"Get the medicine kit!"

"Ah?" Medicine box? injured? Manager Su froze on the spot.

"Still stunned?" Bei Minglie's voice turned into a roar.

Manager Su trembled and hurried downstairs.

Shen Keke next to Bei Minglie is not much better than Manager Su.

His normally fair complexion was pale.

Bei Minglie's face was filled with annoyance, unprecedented annoyance.

"Hold it!" Bei Minglie retracted his hand and stood up directly.

Gone away.

"Bang!" With the sound of the door closing, Shen Keke was the only one in the living room.

She was obviously the one who was hurt in this matter, but why was he so angry?

Not long after, Manager Su ran upstairs carrying the medicine box, followed by two female attendants, Manager Li,

"Ouch!" Manager Su let out a low cry while handling Shen Keke's nose.

The process of processing is painful.

Shen Keke, who had been accustomed to enduring it since childhood, did not scream, but his little face wrinkled up.

"Hey!" Manager Su whispered, "I know you are newlyweds, but the excitement is too much. It's bloody!"

What followed Manager Su's words were the strange looks behind her.

Shen Keke's face turned red, Su was in charge of them.

"Guanshi Su is not what you think." Shen Keke explained.

But the scene just now was so exciting that no one believed it.

This kind of thing cannot be explained clearly.

Shen Keke sat there, very embarrassed.

The noisy living room became quiet, and Shen Keke also returned to the room.

In Bei Minglie's room.

He was sitting at the table by the window, staring at the desk in front of him motionlessly.

There is a photo on the table.

The photo was a group photo of two young men.

The two men in the photo had bright smiles, but Bei Minglie's eyes in front of the photo were as cold as cold.

In the half-open drawer was a torn photo.