Chapter 199: Is disliking just friendship?

Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly as she looked at the handsome face of the man in front of her, and her breathing stopped for a moment.

The man's kiss caught her off guard, his hands tightly wrapped around her slender waist, not giving her any chance to refuse.

Domineering and powerful.

The light stubble on his cheek caressed her fair and tender skin, and his thin lips pressed tightly against her lips with a heart-pounding force.

Wen Yan didn't have time to think too much before the man kissed her deeply.

The breath and taste buds were filled with the man's refreshing cedar-like scent, mixed with a very light smell of tobacco.

Very attractive to men.

Wen Yan's head was dizzy, as if she was lacking oxygen, and the hands that were against his chest gradually turned into hands around his neck.

His kiss was so passionate and affectionate that it was irresistible.

Her legs felt slightly weak, and she could only lean on his arms, letting him support her.

After the kiss, the beautiful fox eyes of Wen Yan were filled with moisture, the corners of her eyes were slightly red, she was charming and beautiful, and she was not aware of it.

Si Moyan's Adam's apple rolled, and the long arms around her waist kept tightening, holding her tightly in his arms.

Her gentle little face was forced against his chest, and her breath was filled with his exciting masculine scent.

But——

He hugged her so tightly, was he trying to strangle her?

Wen Yan pushed him unhappily, "You want to strangle me to death, right?"

Si Moyan quickly let go of her a little, he lowered his head to look at her, rubbed her cheek and nose with his tall nose, and sprayed hot breath, "It's only been a night since we quarreled, but it feels like a long time has passed."

Wen Yanshen felt the same way. She looked into the man's dark eyes that were like the abyss of the sky and made people fall. "Do you think I feel good? I didn't eat much today!"

She came to Hengcheng without having breakfast in the morning. Her father treated her to lunch in the afternoon, but she had no appetite.

At this moment, I was so hungry that my stomach was sticking to my back.

Si Moyan quickly let her go, walked to the trunk of the Bentley, and took out an exquisite little cake.

Wen Yan blinked, "When did you buy it?"

"I saw that you didn't eat anything this afternoon, so I asked the restaurant manager to prepare a small cake and put it in the car in advance."

Wen Yan couldn't help but smile, "You are so stuffy."

Even during lunch, he didn't even look at her, and looked like he was still angry.

Unexpectedly, he was watching her secretly.

Si Moyan moved out two chairs, opened the cake, scooped a mouthful and fed it to Wen Yan's lips.

It’s the chocolate flavor that Wen Yan likes.

After eating her favorite food, Wen Yan's face unconsciously revealed a satisfied and happy expression.

Like a comforted Persian cat.

Seeing her bright eyes and smiling lips, Si Moyan couldn't help but smile.

After Wen Yan had finished eating, Si Moyan raised his slender fingers and wiped the cake cream off the corners of her lips.

"Don't make me angry anymore." He suddenly said in a low voice.

Wen Yan snorted proudly, "That depends on your performance."

Si Moyan grabbed Wen Yan's wrist with his palm, pulled her up from the chair, and then pressed her to sit between his legs.

Looking at her bright and beautiful face, he whispered, "Baby, do you like me?"

Wen Yan's lips curled up in a smile, "What do you think? If I don't like you, why should I kiss you? Lip friendship?"

Si Moyan's throat rolled, he chuckled, then pressed the back of Wen Yan's head and kissed her again.

…

In the hospital.

After taking a nap, Wen Xiaoshu was awakened by the urge to urinate.

The nurse is off duty, and the one who will accompany me at night is Wen Jing Building.

Wen Xiaoshu just woke up, and Wen Jinglou woke up too.

"Xiaoshu, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Wen Xiaoshu shook his head, "Dad, I want to go to the bathroom."

Wen Jinglou immediately walked to the bedside and picked up Wen Xiaoshu from the bed.

Wen Jinglou carried Wen Xiaoshu into the bathroom.

After relaxing, Wen Xiaoshu turned around and asked Wen Jinglou, "Dad, what time is it now?"

"Twelve o'clock in the morning."

When Wen Xiaoshu thought of Wen Yan's words, a hint of sarcasm appeared on his childish face. "Wen Yan said that I would be possessed by wronged spirits in the early morning and would be devoured and torn into pieces. Do you think she is crazy now? She is playing tricks. Where do ghosts come from in this world..."

Before Wen Xiaoshu finished speaking, he suddenly felt his feet go cold.

One of his legs was injured, and he stood on one leg in front of the urinal. Out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of a pair of feet in red high heels.

How could Daddy be behind him, with a pair of feet in red high heels?

It was obviously a woman's foot. The instep was snow-white with blue veins protruding from it. Bright red liquid kept dripping down the instep.

White and red form a sharp contrast.

Wen Xiaoshu felt a biting chill and raised his head sharply.

"ah--"

Standing in front of him was a woman wearing a Xiuhe dress, with half of her head missing, her face covered in blood, and her eyeballs bulging out.

The woman also wore a flower on her Xiuhe dress.

Obviously a ghost bride!

Hearing Wen Xiaoshu's call, Wen Jinglou turned his head.

He was also frightened.

"Dad, Dad... Go get the evil-repelling talisman that my sister gave me."

Wen Jinglou wanted to carry Wen Xiaoshu back to the bed, but Wen Xiaoshu's body seemed to be nailed by something and he couldn't move.

Wen Jinglou had no choice but to quickly come out of the bathroom and run towards the bed in the ward.

However, when he was about to get close to the bed, a man in a black suit with only half of his body exposed floated towards him.

The man also had a flower pinned to his suit, so he must be the groom.

Wen Jinglou suddenly remembered that a wedding car had an accident on the road yesterday, and the bride and groom died after being sent to the hospital.

The people in Xiaoshu's ward now, can't they be the bride and groom?

Wen Jinglou wanted to take the talisman on the pillow, but before he got close, the groom with a broken leg blocked him.

Wen Xiaoshu's situation was not good either. The ghost bride wanted to possess his body, and he felt the pain of his internal organs being torn apart.

He regretted it very much now. He should have listened to Wen Yan and carried the exorcism talisman with him.

"Dad...it hurts..."

When Wen Jinglou heard Wen Xiaoshu's painful cry for help, he didn't care about being afraid. He clenched his fist and swung it at the ghost groom.

As 늀 ran towards Wen Xiaoshu in Wen Jing Building, more ghosts who died in the hospital flooded into the ward.

Some were killed by their husbands who cut their throats, some died of cancer, some were hacked to death in the street by mentally ill people...

All the evil creatures attacked Wen Xiaoshu.

It was as if Wen Xiaoshu was surrounded by the dark yin energy that they attracted.

Wen Xiaoshu fell to the ground in pain. When he thought he would be torn to pieces alive, a cold and familiar voice suddenly rang out, "Hurry up and obey the order!"

As the woman's voice fell, several raised evil-breaking talismans emitted a faint green light, and miserable screams rang out in the ward one after another.

Soon, the ice-cellar-like ward returned to its original temperature.

Wen Xiaoshu was lying on the bathroom floor, his face pale with fear and his whole body trembling.

Seeing Wen Yan coming over, he burst into tears, "Sister, sister..."