Behind the lenses, in the two narrow pupils, the gaze was as dark as the abyss. Being stared at by Yan Jiang, Song Fei had the illusion of being spotted by a wild beast.
"What are you doing here?" Song Fei spoke calmly, thinking he could control the situation.
Yan Jiang said nothing, strode over, picked up the luggage on the hospital bed, took Song Fei's hand and walked out.
Song Fei felt very embarrassed and wanted to shake off Yan Jiang's hand. "Walk properly, why are you pulling me? I can walk by myself."
Yan Jiang suddenly glanced over, his gaze revealing a hint of danger. "You won't come back with me?" His tone was cold.
Song Fei: "What's our relationship? Why do I have to go back with you?" Song Fei was a little impatient and spoke harshly because she had been controlled by Yan Jiang these days.
Yan Jiang suddenly smiled. "What's our relationship?"
As soon as Yan Jiang let go, the luggage fell to the ground. He stepped in front of Song Fei, put his arms around her waist, and bit her lips.
That kiss was fierce and brutal, like a wolf cub.
Song Ci heard the noise, turned around and saw the wild and aggressive Yan Jiang, her eyebrows twitching wildly.
Damn, this guy is so bold!
Realizing that this place was about to become a Shura field, Song Ci slipped out without saying a word.
Song Ci left, and Song Fei tried to push Yan Jiang away, but failed. Song Fei became cruel and bit Yan Jiang on the mouth.
"hiss!"
Only then did Yan Jiang let her go.
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Yan Jiang looked at Song Fei with cold eyes. He suddenly laughed. "You couldn't bear to be mean to me before, but now you're willing to bite me."
Hearing Yan Jiang's accusation, Song Fei felt a little guilty. She was about to apologize when Yan Jiang suddenly grabbed Song Fei's wrist, pulled her over, and threw her onto the bed.
Song Fei fell down, and Yan Jiang pressed over. He placed his palm against Song Fei's cheek and suddenly moved closer to her face.
Staring at Song Fei's skinny face, Yan Jiang seemed to be possessed by a demon, muttering in a trance: "If you belong to me completely, will you stay with me obediently and never leave me again?"
Hearing this, Song Fei was stunned.
Yan Jiang suddenly realized what was going on. He said, "Yes, you are mine. You have always been mine. Once you are completely mine, you will not fake your own death and leave me again."
Yan Jiang blocked Song Fei's mouth again.
Song Fei woke up in shock and tried to push Yan Jiang away. But she had been in a vegetative state for eight years, and her physical fitness was no match for Yan Jiang's.
After trying several times without success, Song Fei became anxious. She scolded Yan Jiang: "Idiot! Are you crazy? Do you believe I will kill you?"
Yan Jiang pretended not to hear and began to kiss her neck.
Realizing that Yan Jiang was in a state of madness, Song Fei suddenly said, "A Jiang, I have a headache..."
Yan Jiang suddenly lay on top of her and didn't move.
He stood up and looked down at Song Fei. After a while, he said, "I'll take you for a checkup."
Seeing that his eyes were much clearer, Song Fei quickly sat up and straightened her clothes. "It doesn't hurt much anymore. I don't want to stay in the hospital anymore. Take me home."
Yan Jiang was stunned.
Take her home...
Song Fei held Yan Jiang's hand and said to him, "The beds in this hospital are so hard, the disinfectant smells terrible, the food is not tasty, and it's not convenient to take a shower..."
After complaining about a lot of the hospital's shortcomings, Song Fei said to Yan Jiang, "Take me home. I want to eat the lean meat porridge you cook."
Yan Jiang's uneasy heart gradually calmed down after being comforted by Song Fei.
"good."
Yan Jiang was holding something in one hand and holding Song Fei's hand tightly with the other.
Song Fei followed Yan Jiang out of the ward. She looked up at the sharp lines of Yan Jiang's face and suddenly felt distressed. She knew that there was something wrong with Yan Jiang's mental state.
She is the culprit.
Song Ci hid in the next ward and saw Yan Jiang and Song Fei leaving hand in hand. She felt that this world was really magical. Who would have thought that a woman as arrogant and cold as Song Fei could be conquered by Yan Jiang?
Staring at Yan Jiang's much thinner back, Song Ci felt bad for him, but also happy for him. Could he really be considered the one who had gotten the girl?
Hearing that Song Fei was being discharged today, reporters rushed to the scene, all wanting to block Song Fei at the hospital entrance and interview her. She was now a virus expert that the entire nation cared about, and no one wanted to miss the opportunity to report on her.
After they waited for a while, they saw Song Fei coming out.
only...
Is that man holding the hand of the talented girl Song Fei, Yan Jiang? The Yan Jiang who announced his retirement from the entertainment industry two months ago and then disappeared?
Wait, how did these two get together?
Spotting the reporter, Song Fei subconsciously shook Yan Jiang's hand and said to him, "Go wait in the car first."
Yan Jiang would never let her go.
"What are you afraid of? I didn't kill anyone or set any fire. Is that so shameful?" After saying that, he suddenly narrowed his eyes and stared at Song Fei thoughtfully.
Song Fei: "What are you looking at me for?"
Yan Jiang asked her in a sinister tone, "Do you think I'm useless and unworthy of you, and don't want people to find out about our relationship?"
What is our relationship?
We are obviously not related at all!
But seeing Yan Jiang's dangerous and cold eyes, Song Fei had to comfort him: "It's not that. I think you are a star. Even if you have retired, your popularity remains. I am afraid that our relationship will affect you. Your fans will be heartbroken."
Yan Jiang: "That's nothing. We'll have sex again and have some lovely children. They'll have their hearts broken countless times."
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