I was spoiled after marrying a wealthy man

The inexplicable discomfort made He Hongche a little impatient. He narrowed his eyes, grabbed Ji Fanqin's collar, and pulled Ji Fanqin out of his arms, "What are you doing again!"

Ji Fanqin shook her head desperately, her excessive panic had made her a little confused.

In her confusion, she didn't hear He Hongche's voice at all. She just kept mumbling, "No, no!"

Seeing this scene, Yingyue on the side said hurriedly, "Master, the young lady is so scared, it doesn't look like she is acting. Maybe something happened to the young lady when she was at Ji's house."

"Yes, judging from her appearance, she should have post-traumatic stress disorder!" Mo Zixing expressed a doctor's professional opinion.

He Hongche was startled, post-traumatic syndrome? !

Just when He Hongche was stunned, Ji Fanqin, who was in a panic, broke into He Hongche's arms again.

Ji Fanqin grasped He Hongche's clothes tightly with both hands, raised her little face high, and looked at He Hongche, "Please, no, no!"

At this time, Ji Fanqin was like a wounded deer, frightened and helpless, with his big eyes full of pleading.

Seeing Ji Fanqin like this in his arms, He Hongche's heart...

To say that the discomfort caused by the warm fragrance and softness just now crawled from the body into the heart, the discomfort now overflowed from the heart to all parts of the body.

Although they don’t understand it, they are all very uncomfortable.

He Hongche's lips moved, but in the end he said nothing. He suddenly raised his hand and hit Ji Fanqin's neck fiercely.

Ji Fanqin, who was knocked unconscious by He Hongche, softened and fell straight down.

With a big hand, He Hongche fished Ji Fanqin back into his arms, picked her up, and walked to the bed.

He Hongche, who was bending to put down Ji Fanqin, suddenly paused with his hand. Looking down, he saw that small white hand tightly grasping his clothes again.

Ji Fanqin's movements made He Hongche's eyes darken instantly, "Get down!"

"..."

Ji Fanqin in He Hongche's arms did not change at all. With her eyes closed, she held on to He Hongche tightly.

Even though he fainted, he still refused to come out of He Hongche's arms.

He Hongche tried several times, but still failed. Once, he reluctantly put Ji Fanqin on the bed, and in the blink of an eye, she climbed up again.

In Ji Fanqin's subconscious mind, she couldn't leave this embrace. As long as she was still in this embrace, she would be safe.

"Who are you pretending to show? Get off!" He Hongche was annoyed. He thought Ji Fanqin was just pretending.

As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed Ji Fanqin violently and tried to tear Ji Fanqin out of his arms.

"Hong Che, she's not pretending. She's really fainted. This is a person's instinctive reaction in a state of extreme fear." Mo Zixing said.

"If you're still stunned, deal with it immediately!" He Hongche, who was extremely uncomfortable after being tormented by Ji Fanqin, said angrily.

"I can't help it!" Mo Zixing said directly.

He Hongche said, "If you don't deal with it, I will destroy you." He glanced at Mo Zixing.

Mo Zixing spread his hands and said, "Even if you are crippled, I won't."

When Mo Zixing said there was nothing he could do, Yingyue beside him became anxious, "Doctor Mo, what should we do now? Is there nothing we can do?"

If Ji Fanqin keeps pestering He Hongche like this, Yingyue is really worried that He Hongche will be cruel to Ji Fanqin.

"There's a way..." Mo Zixing hesitated before saying, "Actually, there is..."

"If you continue to act mysterious, I will tear down your sign!"

"do not!"

Mo Zixing, who is fearless, is afraid that He Hongche will destroy his reputation, "Actually, the method is very simple, just coax her."

What a powerful killing intent. After explaining the method, Mo Zixing kept retreating.

Yingyue next to her moved in the same way as Mo Zixing, Doctor Mo, what is your method?

He Hongche said angrily, "Say it again!"

At this time, Mo Zixing had already retreated to the door, "I'll say it again, it's the same method. She must relax now. From now on, you are the only one who can coax her."

"Get out!" An antique vase flew toward the door.

Mo Zixing hurriedly raised his hand and pointed, and the fast-flying vase was fixed in the air, "President He Da, I know you have money, but you can't waste it like this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Zixing was no longer around the door. This was a minefield. What if he didn't leave quickly?

Yingyue took down the antiques that Mo Zixing had placed in the air and put them away, "Master, money really cannot be wasted like this."

Putting down the vase, Yingyue also quietly exited the room.

How could he be willing to let him coax Ji Fanqin? As soon as Yingyue and Mo Zixing left, He Hongche lowered his head and wanted to pull Ji Fanqin away from him.

At this time, Ji Fanqin was like an eight-octopus, clinging to He Hongche's body.

Regardless of her, He Hongche still raised his hand.

Ji Fanqin, who climbed onto He Hongche, clung tightly to He Hongche's arms as if he had found a life-saving island, and murmured, "Afraid, afraid, afraid."

With her body trembling slightly and murmuring in fear, she was placed in He Hongche's arms. She was endlessly dependent on him.

He Hongche's hand stopped in mid-air and did not fall on Ji Fanqin's body.

He looked around. He and Ji Fanqin were really the only ones in Ji Fanqin's room.

His hand came down, but instead of pulling, it patted.

He Hongche's hand patted Ji Fanqin's back extremely reluctantly and unnaturally. His lips moved for a long time before he made an awkward sound, "Okay... okay."

After living for so long, this was the first time He Hongche had coaxed someone.

Standing was really uncomfortable, so He Hongche simply hugged Ji Fanqin and sat on the bed, patting her back.

Under He Hongche's gentle patting, Ji Fanqin in his arms slowly calmed down.

Lowering his head and quietly looking at the woman sleeping peacefully in his arms, He Hongche's eyes were so cold that there was no wave at all.

Since I am no longer a human being, I no longer have any emotions or desires.

Ji Fanqin's silence was limited to He Hongche's arms. As long as he moved a little, Ji Fanqin would hold him tightly again.

He Hongche almost gritted his teeth and said, "Ji Fanqin, whether it was before or now, is this the only method you have?"

Even though he had 1 thoughts of throwing Ji Fanqin away, in the end, He Hongche still didn't let go of Ji Fanqin.

Firstly, it's because Ji Fanqin is so tight, and secondly, he hates making noises. Anyway, no matter what Ji Fanqin does, he won't get emotional.

Holding Ji Fanqin and leaning on the bed, He Hongche also fell asleep.

Ji Fanqin, whose hands and feet were numb due to incorrect sleeping posture, woke up at dawn.

Instinctively, he turned around, trying to find a comfortable position.

But... Ji Fanqin frowned tightly, why was her bed so strange?

Ji Fanqin's hand touched.

Well, why does her bed seem to be high and low? Her hands go from He Hongche's chest to...