sickly wrapped around the waist

Fan Jie woke up from the hospital.

His whole head was wrapped in gauze, yes, he wasn't surprised, he just touched his aching face with a smile in his eyes.

Because there is no criminal record, the police can't do anything about just breaking into a private house, not to mention that he was still unconscious at the time, so he had to be sent to the hospital for treatment.Fan Jieming knew that he would be attacked by Shen Linxian, so he did it anyway.

As long as he can inspire another side of Shen Linxian and destroy this person virtually, he will be happy enough.

It's a pity that Yan Zhou was not destroyed.

If Shen Linxian came back a few minutes later, what he did to Yan Zhou, Shen Linxian would definitely treat Yan Zhou in a different way after seeing it.

Fan Jie can't take revenge, and he can't beat Shen Linxian in such a legal society. The only way is to make Shen Linxian's life a mess.

he made it.

After Fan Jie woke up, the hospital notified the police station that two police officers came to record statements.

Fan Jie calmly faced it. From his conversation, it wasn't that he broke into a private house, but Shen Linxian reported it to the police. No matter what he said, he had to observe for a few more days.

Fan Jie also knew that he had offended Shen Linxian, and it might not be peaceful in the future.

Shen Linxian here goes out early and returns late every day, and hires a nanny to cook for Yan Zhou, as if hiding on purpose.

The meal cooked by the nanny is delicious, but Yan Zhou is not used to it.

He wanted to eat what Shen Linxian made.

However, Shen Linxian is a different person now, he is busy and ignores Yan Zhou.It's like... the feeling of not loving anymore.

The food in the puller's bowl just couldn't eat a bite.The woman in red appeared in Zhou Zhou's mind, maybe...Shen Linxian is getting tired of it.

This is a good thing, when he is tired, he is free.

It's just, why is my chest tight and I can't breathe.Putting down the chopsticks, Yan Zhou went back to the room holding the iron chain.

The iron chain is very long, so it will be a bit heavy, and I can only use my hands to help hold the excess length of the iron chain, so that my feet are slightly better.

After returning to the room, Yan Zhou looked at his ankle, which was swollen from wear.

It's all Shen Linxian's fault. He tied up Yan Zhou and used to rub medicine on his ankles. But these days, the dragons don't see each other, so he doesn't rub the medicine anymore, regardless of whether people live or die.

Hold!What a hard day it is.

The ankle was red, swollen, and painful when pressed.Find the medicine box that Shen Linxian often uses, and apply the medicine by himself.

There were several kinds of potions inside, Yan Zhou took them all out, without looking at the names and instructions, and poured them on the ankles in line.

Some were cold and cold, while others were so painful that he grinned.Then, he heard a voice outside the door. It was Shen Linxian asking the nanny Yan Zhou about his meals.Overjoyed in his heart, he looked at the door eagerly, and it didn't take long for Shen Linxian to open the door and come in.

After seeing the person, Yan Zhou lowered his head and continued to rub the medicine.

The brows were more relaxed than before.

"Why don't you eat?" Shen Linxian walked over, took the potion and wiped it for Yan Zhou.

The cotton swab in his hand was taken away, and Yan Zhou let Shen Linxian wipe it obediently.Shen Linxian's technique is much better, the movements are gentle and in place, and the warm hands hold the soles of the feet and caress intentionally or unintentionally.

Yan Zhou's body is relatively sensitive, especially the soles of his feet. It was so itchy that he curled up his toes, but he tried to hold back his smile with a smile in his eyes. "I ate."

"What do you eat count as food?" In the inquiry just now, I learned that Yan Zhou didn't eat a few bites at all, and his monitor also recorded Yan Zhou's eating process.Shen Linxian was very skillful, and wrapped the wiping potion with a bandage a few times.It's not serious, but it's swollen and a little cracked. "Looks like it needs a soft shackle."

"Aren't you going to untie it for me?" The ankle is already like this, and you still plan to let me go?Because he was afraid of itchiness, Yan Zhou pulled his foot out of his palm eagerly after bandaging. "Shen Linxian, what's the point of you tying me up like this? Don't let me go out, but you run outside every day, are you going to trap me to death?"

"Don't threaten me with life and death." Shen Linxian yelled, directly ignoring people. "You think you can escape by dying? Even if you die, your corpse can't escape from my house. Heh~ I will wrap your body with chains, and even your soul will be trapped in my house. around."

"What are you so excited about? I don't want to hear your perverted ideas. I just want some freedom, so why trap you here?"

"Freedom? Huh~" Shen Linxian smiled grimly. "A kite with a broken string is freedom? Yan Zhou, without me, how could you have any freedom at all."

Yan Zhou frowned, how did this man suddenly become like this. "Rather than being bound by a string, I'd rather be a kite with a broken string."

Yan Zhou himself doesn't like to rely on anyone. When Shen Linxian said this, it seemed that Yan Zhou was nothing without him.

Originally, the atmosphere was delicate, but after saying this, both of them were upset.One was about to explode with a gloomy face, while the other was indifferent and resisted fearlessly.

"Yan Zhou, you are doing well. If you want to leave, it depends on whether you have the ability to break the thread." It's not the chain on your feet, but the thread of Shen Linxian.

"Shen Linxian, I..."

"Axian, did you listen to what I told you on the phone?" Just as the two were about to explode, a woman's voice suddenly came into her ears.

The woman was dressed in a long red dress, with enchanting and charming makeup, a very tall figure, and a delicate face.Unintentionally leaning against the door frame, his eyes fell on Yan Zhou.

Yan Zhou recognized this woman. Although she didn't see her face at the time, her temperament was completely alone.This is the woman who chatted with Shen Linxian that day.

"Xiao Zhou?" The woman stepped on her high heels and stood next to Yan Zhou, smiling kindly. "I often hear Ah Xian mentioning you."

"Really, what did he say about me?" The woman smiled kindly, but there was an invisible sense of oppression all over her body.

This sense of oppression is innate, not aimed at Yan Zhou.

Women are not simple.

Yan Zhou glanced at Shen Linxian, guessing in his heart what the relationship between the two of them was.

"Enough." Shen Linxian grabbed the woman's arm and roughly dragged her out. "Come out with me."

"What? Are you angry when I come here? Hmph~ who told you not to agree to the appointment, I had no choice but to take the initiative to find you." Half-cooperatively went out with Shen Linxian.

The door slammed shut, blocking Yan Zhou's sight.

Not long after, another sound of closing the door was heard, and then the sound of the car starting gradually faded away.

Yan Zhou sat on the bed in a daze for a while, then got out of bed silently, and sure enough, he was the one who was cleaning the living room except the nanny.

After turning around twice, Yan Zhou still couldn't help asking the nanny. "where are they?"

"Master Shen and the others are out, young master must be hungry, I'll cook for you, what would young master want to eat?" The nanny knew that Yan Zhou didn't eat much and thought he was hungry.

Yan Zhou shook his head. "No thanks."

After looking at the door, Yan Zhou couldn't hide his disappointment and went back to his room.

The house was eerily quiet, and occasionally there was a movement outside the door, which was caused by the nanny doing something.Then.It was dead silence again, there was only an empty room in front of my eyes, nothing beside my ears... nothing.

His nose felt sore for a while, Yan Zhou curled up on the bed after rubbing the tip of his nose.Not sleepy, just lying on his side with his eyes open, his mind remote. . . .