Chapter 139 Extra 6: Enduring the Pain
Even building a thatched hut takes time.
So Xiao Yan still slept in his original room at night.
In the middle of the night, Xiao Yan was half asleep and half awake when he heard some noise.
"Xiao Yan."
It’s Meng Mingshu.
Her voice was softer and gentler than before.
When Xiao Yan sat up, he saw Meng Mingshu standing in front of his bed, holding a quilt pitifully.
Her clothes were disheveled, her porcelain-white shoulders half exposed, revealing her delicate collarbone, the skin on her collarbone tinged with light pink.
Her long black hair falls on her shoulders like a waterfall.
With jet-black hair and snow-white face, she looks like a forest banshee.
"I accidentally spilled tea on the bed. Can I come sleep with you?"
Xiao Yan covered his forehead. Meng Mingshu's method was extremely clumsy, so clumsy that even a three-year-old child could see through it.
But seeing her pitiful appearance, Xiao Yan still couldn't say anything to expose her.
"You come up first."
Xiao Yan noticed that Meng Mingshu was wearing very thin clothes.
At this moment, she was hugging her arms and shivering from the cold.
Before Meng Mingshu could feel happy, she saw Xiao Yan quickly get out of bed with neat and efficient movements.
Immediately after landing, he wrapped the quilt on the bed around Meng Mingshu, wrapping her tightly.
After doing all this, Xiao Yan was about to go out.
Meng Mingshu was anxious and quickly hugged his strong waist and abdomen:
"Xiao Yan, where are you going?"
"I'm going to sleep in the main room."
Of course Meng Mingshu would not let it go so easily.
"Don't go, I feel so bad."
"Xiao Yan, I feel so hot."
Meng Mingshu and Xiao Yan had not known each other for too long, but she had a certain understanding of Xiao Yan.
If a man like him really touches a woman, he will definitely take responsibility.
Only then did Xiao Yan notice that Meng Mingshu's face was unusually red.
He reached out and touched Meng Mingshu's forehead, and it was indeed frighteningly red.
"Hands out."
Xiao Yan took Meng Mingshu's pulse again. When he took her pulse, Meng Mingshu was still not honest and leaned heavily on Xiao Yan.
"Behave yourself!"
Xiao Yan originally thought that Meng Mingshu was sick, but after taking her pulse, Xiao Yan's face looked extremely ugly.
This was the first time he got angry with Meng Mingshu.
The clearer the pulse, the more intense the anger.
Xiao Yan never thought that Meng Mingshu would take the harmful medicine on her own initiative for him.
Xiao Yan's face darkened and he slapped Meng Mingshu hard on the buttocks.
"Did you know that this drug can only be cured by sexual intercourse?"
If Meng Mingshu had used ordinary medicine, Xiao Yan could have prepared an antidote, but it was such a strong medicine.
"If I just walked away today, or left you alone, or if another man bumped into you like this, do you know what the consequences would be?"
Xiao Yan was angry that Meng Mingshu had abused her body like this for him.
His tone was harsh, his demeanor was low, and his face was cold, completely different from how he usually was when facing Meng Mingshu.
Xiao Yan's gloomy expression made Meng Mingshu a little scared for a moment.
She had never seen Xiao Yan like this before.
She also thought that Xiao Yan was always in a good mood.
"say!"
Xiao Yan's tone became even colder.
Meng Mingshu sobbed and shook her head:
"I, I don't know either."
Her tears fell like beads from a broken string.
Her snow-white cheeks were covered with tears, looking so pitiful.
"I don't want to either. Who told you not to like me? No matter what I do, you don't like me."
"You, you still want to leave me. I have no choice but to go find a doctor."
She even prescribed a stronger medicine specifically to ensure everything would go well tonight.
Meng Mingshu sobbed and pressed herself even closer to Xiao Yan:
"Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan."
"Husband, please, save me, I feel so bad."
Seeing Xiao Yan still standing there, he seemed to be still struggling and hesitating.
Meng Mingshu was so angry that she cried even harder.
She pushed Xiao Yan away:
"If you don't save me, then leave and don't come back."
"You despise me and refuse to touch me, but there are people who don't despise me."
Xiao Yan's eyes were dangerous:
"What do you mean, what do you want to do?"
Meng Mingshu's eyes were red, and she said confidently, "I'll go find another man."
"Brother Wu next door, or the hunter before, are all good."
"I don't believe other men are as heartless and ungrateful as you."
"If you don't want to touch me, they will always want to touch me."
Xiao Yan could no longer bear it. Whenever he thought of the scene of Meng Mingshu being with other men, Xiao Yan's sanity was in jeopardy.
He grasped Meng Mingshu's slender white wrist, his tone questioning.
"The other man?"
"It's not enough to provoke me, but you want to provoke others?"
Xiao Yan's gloomy look frightened Meng Mingshu so much that she stopped sobbing.
She was always observant of people's expressions and even her sobs became very quiet at this moment.
Just as she was thinking of saying something soft, the next second, Meng Mingshu was pressed onto the spacious and soft bed.
She was lying down and being held down, and Xiao Yan's iron-like arms made it impossible for her to move at all.
It was at this juncture that the always willful Meng Mingshu finally became a little more afraid.
No matter how bold she was in her daily life, she had only read some storybooks and had never actually done such a thing.
At this moment, Xiao Yan stripped her clothes off and she was lying naked on the bed.
Xiao Yan's narrow, dark eyes stared at him like a hungry wolf.
Meng Mingshu was unusually at a loss, trembling and biting her lip.
"What are you shaking for?"
Xiao Yan slowly undressed himself, revealing his strong body.
"Isn't this what you wanted?"
The tall and hot one hugged the petite one in his arms tightly.
Meng Mingshu frowned and grabbed Xiao Yan's arm tightly. Her slender white fingers dug into his arm, leaving small crescent marks.
"Be good."
Xiao Yan restrained Meng Mingshu's rebellious hands, and his rough, slender fingers squeezed into her soft palms.
The two of them crossed their fingers and held hands tightly. Xiao Yan kissed Meng Mingshu and brought her into his own world.
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"pain."
Meng Mingshu's face turned pale and her lips were trembling.
Xiao Yan didn't care: "I'll bear the pain."
Even though he was calm, he was completely dominated by anger and desire at this moment.
There was only one thought in his mind, which was to teach Meng Mingshu a lesson so that she would never dare to act so recklessly again in the future.
Although Meng Mingshu trembled all over and fell into his arms, sobbing and begging.
Xiao Yan still did not show any mercy.
Being a rookie and full of vigor, Xiao Yan found it difficult to control himself when he met a beauty like Meng Mingshu.
That night, the originally cold fairy was ruthlessly dragged down to the mortal world by Xiao Yan.
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Meng Mingshu slept for a whole day and night.
After waking up, she lay on the bed and breathed, but she felt as uncomfortable as if she was dying.
"Ah Shu..."
Xiao Yan walked in at this moment, holding a spatula in his hand.
"The porridge is ready, would you like some?"
There was caution and guilt in Xiao Yan's voice.
"don't want."
As soon as Meng Mingshu saw him, her frail and slender body trembled violently and she shrank back.
He was obviously afraid of Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan is so terrible.
She doesn't want Xiao Yan anymore.
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