After getting married, he became the favorite of the boss

When will the expert group develop an antidote?

He can't take it any longer now.

It was so itchy, it was as unbearable as thousands of ants were crawling and gnawing on his internal organs.

Yue Wan kept scratching his hands, staring at the doctor with red eyes and shouting: "I don't care what method you use! Develop the antidote for me today! Otherwise, I will destroy this hospital!"

The bodyguard guarding his ward also took out the wooden box and put it against the doctor's head at the right time.

The doctor gulped and raised his hands: "Master Yuewan, don't get excited. I'll contact the hospital's expert team to speed up the research and development of the antidote."

Jovan grabbed the pillow and threw it at the doctor: "Get out!"

The doctor didn't dare to delay for a moment, and quickly turned around and ran away, with the bodyguards following behind him.

The closed ward door opened again, and a Western man with short blond hair, blue eyes, deep and handsome features, and a black suit strode in with bodyguards.

The bodyguard guarding the ward bowed to the man: "Master Negan."

Lyrol Crowley, the next heir to the Crowley family.

The man looked at Yowan writhing on the bed, trying to relieve the itching, and asked in a deep voice, "Yowan, what's going on?"

Jovan is the youngest child in the Crowley family and the younger brother of Lerol Crowley. After he finished solving the troubles that the net brought him, he received a call from the bodyguard.

Lerol hastily rushed to the hospital before he could investigate what happened.

"Brother!" Jowan's eyes lit up when he saw the man, and he couldn't help crying out, got up from the bed, stretched out a hand and grabbed the corner of the man's clothes: "I was tricked by an oriental woman, she gave me Poison, I am in pain right now, brother, please help me."

too painful.

This kind of itch that penetrated into the soul was more painful than his gunshot wound.

Lerol's face suddenly darkened, and he looked at Jowan and scolded: "I told you before, don't touch oriental women casually! Why didn't you listen!"

Jowan cried loudly: "I was wrong, brother, I was wrong, I am so itchy, help my brother."

A look of disgust flashed in Lerol's eyes, and he slapped Jovan's hand away impatiently, took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped the place that Jovan touched, looking at him coldly with blue eyes: "Give me the picture of that woman, and I'll go find her to get the antidote."

By the way, teach that ignorant oriental woman a lesson.

Lerol's eyes were gloomy. People who dare to bully them like this in their Crowley family's territory really think that there is no one in their Crowley family?

The bodyguard standing behind Lerol quickly handed him the mobile phone, and there was a picture on the screen of the mobile phone.

The photo is of a woman's profile.

The woman was feeding the pigeons with her head down, the long hair on her sideburns fell down her cheeks softly, and the sunlight fell on her face, making her delicate and beautiful face a bit more compassionate and divine.

This oriental woman is indeed very beautiful. In the words of the Daxia people, she looks like a vixen.

It was no wonder that Jovan would get his brains full of sperm and dare to touch her.

but……

Lerol's eyes fell on the woman's cat eyes, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Why did he feel that this woman's eyes looked a little familiar?I seem to have seen it somewhere.

But this face was very strange, and Lerol could guarantee that he had never seen her before.

If he had seen it, he would never forget it given how delicate and beautiful this face was.

Jovan scratched another bloodstain on his neck, looked at Lerol angrily and said, "Brother, after you catch that woman and get the antidote, hand her over to me! I must let her Life is better than death!"

Lerol glanced at him back to his senses, and sneered: "Take care of yourself first."

His eyes fell on the bloodstains on Jowan's face and neck from his scratching, his brows were slightly frowned, and he ordered: "Go and call the doctor and give him a sedative or anesthesia."

Let Yue Wan continue to catch him like this, and if he doesn't find the antidote, he will probably torture himself to death first.

At that time, my father might blame him again.

Bodyguard: "Yes."

-

Inside Fu Yanhe's manor.

Shen Yanhe, who had taken a nap for a while, woke up first, and Fu Yanhe, who was lying beside her, was still sleeping with her arms around her.

Shen Yanhe raised her eyes slightly in his arms. From this angle, she could see his perfect chin and those somewhat cold lips.

Shen Yanhe stared at those lips for a long time, then slowly moved her body, trying to get out of his arms and get up.

"Where?"

As soon as she moved, the slender and strong arms around her waist tightened, and a somewhat hoarse voice sounded.

Shen Yanhe paused, and when she raised her eyes, she saw that the man had woken up at some point, and was looking at her with half-open sleepy eyes. His pupils were deep and there was a faint smile in his eyes.

The light in the room was a bit dim, but it was hard to hide his handsome face.

It's no wonder that Melanie can't forget him.

This face does have the capital that people will never forget.

"Woke up and want to play games." Shen Yanhe raised her fair finger and pointed to the computer on the table not far away, and finally asked: "Did I wake you up?"

"No, I've had enough sleep." Fu Yanhe shook his head slightly, then pulled Shen Yanhe's slender and flexible waist into his arms, and buried his head in her arms: "Let me hug again."

Shen Yanhe blinked, reached out to hug Fu Yanhe's head, and gently stroked his hair with slender and soft hands.

Fu Yanhe's hair is a little long, and it feels soft to the touch.

A bit like……

I'm petting a dog.

"Will you go to the training ground later?" Fu Yanhe came in a muffled voice, and the warm breath fell on her chest while speaking, causing bursts of numbness.

After Xiao Huai's death, Shen Yanhe was a little dazed and lazy, and seemed to have no interest in anything. Fu Yanhe wanted her to vent her boredom.

Shen Yanhe's body was slightly stiff, she let go of the hand holding Fu Yanhe's head, and stepped back a little: "Yes."

She just retreated, but was dragged back by Fu Yanhe, and pulled back into the warm embrace.

Maybe the lights were too dim, maybe the atmosphere was a bit ambiguous, maybe the embrace was too warm.

Shen Yanhe's cat pupils narrowed slightly, and her slender fingers gently stroked the well-defined eight-pack abdominal muscles, and asked softly, "Do you want to do it?"

Fu Yanhe breathed heavily, looked at her quietly, his big hand clasped her troublesome little hand, and there was deep desire hidden in his eyes: "You provoked it yourself, don't regret it later."

Shen Yanhe raised her brows slightly, she couldn't deny it.

The lights in the house were dimmed, and it was pouring rain outside the window at some point.

The raindrops slapped hard and hard on the delicate flowers in the garden. At first, the flowers faced the wind and rain bravely, but after a while, they couldn't hold on any longer, and tremblingly gathered the buds together, trying to block the wind and rain. Sudden and extremely heavy rain.

But how can its fragility be blocked?The soft petals can only be beaten off by the heavy rain and fall into the muddy water.

After an unknown amount of time, the heavy rain finally stopped.

It was getting dark too.