Madam is a rebel, please surrender quickly

"Qiao Yichen, you are crazy!"

I watched the man's tall body coming towards me forcefully.

Su Zhixing hurriedly stretched out her hands and pressed against the man's strong shoulders.

But the next moment, her slender wrists tightened, and the man's big hands grabbed both wrists and pulled them over his head.

The strange posture forced her to straighten her back.

The curves were towering high, and her tightly wrapped arc seemed to be about to burst out.

Then, her hands were tied to the head of the bed with his tie, and she couldn't get free no matter what she did.

"Qiao Yichen, let me go, what on earth are you going to do?"

Su Zhixing widened her eyes in shock and glared at Qiao Yichen in disbelief.

It was like meeting him for the first time.

This brother whom she has admired for more than ten years is a particularly serious academic man in her mind.

She thought he was too embarrassed to even kiss, that he turned off the lights when they did it because he was old-fashioned, and even thought he was sexually frigid.

I never expected that he had such a wild side?

So, after four years of marriage, he gave all his wildness and passion to the mistress?

Su Zhixing couldn't help but imagine the scene of Qiao Yichen and Su Yan being affectionate with each other.

My heart seemed to be torn apart and the pain was excruciating.

"Qiao Yichen, I don't like you anymore. Do you think Professor Qiao is going to force me to do this?"

"Don't like me? Ha!" Qiao Yichen's eyes showed a bit of coldness.

"Su Zhixing, you were the one who provoked me in the first place! Whether I like you or not is not up to you!"

After saying this, he lowered his head.

The shockingly handsome face came closer with a strong sense of oppression.

Su Zhixing's heart tightened. He wanted to kiss her?

In the past four years, she had imagined the romantic scene of kissing him countless times, but he never kissed her.

Now, their marriage was on the verge of collapse, and he was going to kiss her?

Very ill!

Anyway, there's no way I could kiss her!

Seeing the man's breathtakingly handsome face magnified infinitely in front of her eyes.

Su Zhixing shouted hurriedly, "Qiao Yichen, I've decided to help you and Xiao San!"

Before she finished speaking, her ears felt hot.

Qiao Yichen's crimson lips touched her earlobe, "Su Yan is not a mistress."

The man's voice was as deep and magnetic as ever, but his words were like a hammer, hitting Su Zhixing's heart hard.

In his eyes, Su Yan is not the mistress, so she is the mistress?

Since he and Su Yan were in love at the beginning, why didn't he tell her?

Why did he marry her reluctantly? Why did he still hand in his homework to her?

Did she hold him to gunpoint?

Having accumulated enough disappointment, there was no light in Su Zhixing's eyes.

She doesn't want him anymore, she really doesn't want him anymore!

The wild and unruly little woman suddenly became quiet and no longer disobedient, and Qiao Yichen's expression softened.

He pressed her abdomen several times with professional techniques, "Does it hurt?"

He tapped her liver area twice more, "Do you feel anything strange?"

Su Zhixing stared blankly at Qiao Yichen's focused expression, her mind going blank for a moment.

It turned out that she was overthinking it.

It turned out that he wanted to examine her body and had no intention of doing anything to her, let alone kissing her.

That’s right, he is so unenthusiastic that he only hands in his homework once a month, so why would he waste his energy on her?

"Su Zhixing, answer."

Qiao Yichen shouted softly, bringing Su Zhixing back to her confused thoughts.

"no!"

The danger was over and Su Zhixing's tense nerves relaxed.

"I'm really not sick!"

As soon as she finished speaking, her heart sank.

Qiao Yichen put his ear to her soft heart and listened.

"Your heart is beating so fast and chaotic, it's tachycardia, and you still say you're fine?"

Su Zhixing's jade-white face felt hot.

He was pressing so close to her and she was not made of wood, how could her heart not beat faster?

She was really afraid that she would become soft-hearted and compromise under the physical contact with the man.

Su Zhixing could only taunt him.

"Professor Qiao, please get out of here immediately. Without a stethoscope, how can you tell what's going on? Besides, you're hard of hearing, so you don't know what's going on yourself."

In fact, she knew that Qiao Yichen's hearing was much sharper than others.

Qiao Yichen ignored Su Zhixing's sarcasm and listened to her lung sounds again.

"There's nothing wrong with my lungs. But my breathing is a little rapid. Do you have any cold symptoms like itchy throat, sore throat, stuffy nose, etc.? Do you want to cough?"

Su Zhixing was speechless. He was so close to her, it would be strange if her breathing wasn't disordered.

"Qiao Yichen, as long as you stay away from me, I won't have any symptoms."

If he continued to get closer, her breathing and blushing reaction would betray her.

I really wanted to push him away, but my hands were tied by him.

Out of instinct, Su Zhixing struggled hard again, "Untie me quickly, my hands are sore."

She didn't know that the more she struggled, the tighter her skirt would become, making her curves more curvy and sexy.

Qiao Yichen's sexy Adam's apple rolled, and he looked away with great restraint, "I don't have a cold, it's not gastroenteritis."

"I told you I'm not sick, let me go!" Su Zhixing thought she was finally free.

But the next moment, the man ordered, "Stand up your legs and check your gynecology."

"what?"

Su Zhixing felt a bloody taste in her throat and almost vomited blood out of anger.

"Qiao Yichen, you are not a gynecologist, and I am not pregnant. You are clearly abusing your position for personal gain."

"I am a professor of general medicine, so I am more than qualified to examine your gynecology."

As soon as Qiao Yichen finished speaking, he reached his big hand into the woman's skirt and pulled it hard.

Su Zhixing suddenly felt cold under her skirt, which became empty and left her with nowhere to escape.

"Qiao Yichen, you're going too far!"

A feeling of shame filled her entire chest. Su Zhixing was angry and helpless as her hands were tied.

What's even more outrageous is that Qiao Yichen lifted up her skirt and pulled it all the way to her belly button.

Below her flat and white belly, her two slender legs are white and straight, so beautiful that nothing can describe it.

Exposing herself in front of the unfaithful man, Su Zhixing felt so ashamed and angry that she felt like smoke was coming out of her head.

At this moment, her ankles were grabbed by the man's two big hands.

"Qiao Yichen, are you done yet?"

Before he finished speaking, Qiao Yichen pushed hard, bending her knees and putting her two little feet on the bed.

Then he quickly grabbed a pillow and raised her hips.

Everything about her was truly visible to him.

Su Zhixing closed her eyes in annoyance.

He actually forced her to appear in front of him in such an embarrassing posture?

"Qiao Yichen, you are clearly humiliating me!"

Su Zhixing's nose felt sore, and the word "annoyed" was not enough to describe her feelings at the moment.

"Su Zhixing, do you think this is a humiliation?" Qiao Yichen pursed his thin lips into a cold and hard straight line, like a strict mentor educating a student.

"You just vomited for no reason. You should pay attention to it. It's not just early pregnancy that can cause nausea and vomiting. Gynecological diseases such as cervicitis, fibroids, and endometriosis can also cause nausea and vomiting in patients."

He paused, and said in a slow tone, "I will give you a preliminary examination first. If necessary, we will go to the hospital to use equipment for a comprehensive examination."

"..."Su Zhixing was in a trance.

She just felt slightly nauseous, but Qiao Yichen actually took it too seriously?

"Professor Qiao cares about me?"

Qiao Yichen's expression was cold. "I am just doing this out of basic professional ethics as a doctor."

"Yes, yes, this is Professor Qiao's self-cultivation." Su Zhixing pursed her lips.

She was angry with herself.

Knowing that he no longer cared about her, why did she ask him and cause trouble?

"Professor Qiao is such a famous medical expert. If the news of his wife being sick spreads, he will be laughed at by his peers, right, Professor Qiao?"

"It's good that you know the consequences. As my woman, you must protect your body." Qiao Yichen said, taking out disposable latex gloves.

Su Zhixing glared at him angrily. He was indeed a surgical expert, and he even carried disposable latex gloves with him.

"Relax!"

Qiao Yichen put on his gloves slowly and methodically, then leaned over and got close to the woman's legs...