The CEO admires the strong? I have been able to breathe independently since I was a child

There are many ways to cultivate feelings, and using your hands is also acceptable when dealing with patients.

He is not picky about food.

Wang Qi struggled, biting and pinching him, "You stinking rubbish! Let me go!"

Su Ji would get angry and sullen when being scolded. He took the spatula and slapped her on the butt. "Try scolding me again."

"..."

Unable to twist her thighs with her arms, she chose to conserve her strength.

My stomach doesn't seem to hurt as much as before.

Maybe it was because I was still pregnant and my health was not good, so I couldn't withstand the effects of the medicine.

Those men in black had already left, and there were only the two of them left here.

The days of imprisonment are like a bird longing for freedom, always yearning for the open fields.

No one likes captivity, except M.

Wang Qi was locked back in the room.

The door slammed shut behind him, the sound of the lock being locked was so sharp that it was piercing his ears.

She turned around suddenly and saw Su Ji standing in the shadow against the light, his slender fingers still on the door handle.

Then the windows were closed tightly and the curtains were drawn tightly, so that not even a trace of wind could get in.

She looked at him in confusion, "What tricks are you trying to play?"

"Just kidding." He chuckled and suddenly raised his hand to turn on the wall lamp.

Warm yellow light suddenly poured down, illuminating the dark colors surging in his eyes. "I've been coveting you for a long time. This door can't be opened until I get what I want."

Wang Qi subconsciously stepped back, and only when his heels touched the edge of the bed did he realize that there was no way to retreat.

Su Ji's figure was getting closer and closer, and she could even smell the scent of agarwood mixed with blood on his body.

"Why are you hiding?" He suddenly reached out and grabbed the back of her neck, his thumb stroking her throbbing carotid artery. "Where's the force you used to stab me with the knife just now?"

Wang Qi shook her head in fear, her voice weak and soft, "I just had a miscarriage and my body hasn't recovered yet. You can't do this to me."

Show weakness and play the role of a good boy.

She put away her sharp teeth and pretended to be wronged in order to gain a little sympathy from him.

His shoulders shrank slightly, and his back, which had been tense just now, now softened, like a flower branch broken by wind and rain, so fragile that it could not be grasped.

"I know I was wrong." Her voice was soft, with a hint of sob at the end. Her fingertips carefully tugged at the corner of his clothes, the force as light as a kitten's test. "Don't be angry... okay?"

Su Ji's fingertips were still lingering on the corners of her red eyes, and warm tears wet his fingertips, but there was no ripple in his heart.

Of course he could see it—the cold light hidden beneath her trembling eyelashes, the nails digging into her palms, and the corners of her mouth that were trying hard to suppress the trembling.

How could he, who is so smart, not see through such poor acting?

But he was willing to sink.

"You cry so pitifully." Su Ji sat on the bed, leaned back, and supported himself with his hands on the messy sheets.

The silk shirt tightened with her movements, outlining her slender waistline, and the collar was stained with lipstick marks from her struggle just now.

He slowly spread his legs and kicked her calf with the tip of his leather shoe.

"Don't you want to be a good girl?" His voice was a little teasing. "You know what to do."

Wang Qi lowered his head and did not move, his eyes fixed on his polished leather shoes.

Her embarrassment and anxiety were reflected there.

"Why, do you want me to teach you how to kneel?"

A sharp pain came from her chest. She pursed her lips and took a step back, refusing to kneel.

"Chi Xu was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment and is not dead."

Wang Qi suddenly raised his head to look at him, only to see a few words uttered lightly from his mouth.

"The gangsters were interested in his assets and wanted to extort money from him, so they sent people to keep an eye on him."

"So he is still alive now." A light suddenly appeared in Wang Qi's eyes.

"Hmm?" Su Ji lowered his gaze.

Wang Qi hesitated for a moment, then slowly knelt down, forced to look up and meet his smiling eyes.

The look in his eyes was so frivolous, as if he was examining a commodity, and she couldn't help but feel nauseous.

"So he really is your weakness." Su Ji's face was gloomy. "What is so good about him that you can't forget him for so many years?"

Wang Qi avoided answering.

She knew what he wanted, and when it came to love, she always insisted on mutual consent.

Now, she is unwilling and even feels disgusted.

In exchange, Wang Qi offered a condition: "I want you to redeem him."

"The gang's appetite is not so easily satisfied."

"I'll pay for it." Wang Qi's eyes flashed with sincerity, "I'm willing to pay any amount."

Su Ji was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

Everyone had been rescued, the gang had suffered heavy losses, and Cass had nearly turned his hospital over.

But I made up some lies that sounded true and false, and I didn't expect her to actually believe it.

Fortunately, he used both soft and hard tactics, but the result was still not as good as the news from a man.

Who is the pitiful one?

"Now work hard." Su Ji unbuckled his belt in annoyance and pulled her hand to the zipper. "You know what I'm thinking."

Wang Qi wanted to withdraw his hand, but he was held down tightly.

Because of the touch, something has begun to come alive.

"I haven't gotten it yet... Ugh!"

The zipper on his suit pants had been unzipped, and the softness she felt with her hands made her skin break out in goose bumps.

A nauseous feeling of dizziness washed over me like a tide, and the scene before my eyes began to distort.

Su Ji's face split into blurred double images in his sight, the ceiling spun and pressed down, and there was a buzzing sound in his ears, as if tens of thousands of mosquitoes were flying around in his skull.

My stomach cramped and convulsed, and the acid burned my esophagus.

Fine beads of cold sweat oozed from her forehead, and the fabric on her back had already been soaked and stuck to her skin.

"......open."

These two words were almost squeezed out from between the teeth.

If she had knelt down to please in order to get information, then she had it now.

Chi Xu is still alive, that's enough.

Big Brother and Xiaoxiao are both in City A. They must be aware of what happened to Chi Xu, and they will not ignore it.

Given Xiaoxiao's protective personality, it's a good thing she didn't rush into the gang and beat up their boss.

She never doubted Wuji's strength.

Maybe Xiaoxiao is still running around looking for her.

The situation in City A is complicated, and it will take some effort to find it all at once.

If only I had worn the rubber band...

"What did you say?"

Wang Qi pulled his hand back, turned around indifferently and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

"I'm hungry. I want to eat. You know my stomach isn't good, and I haven't taken good care of myself these past two days."

"...You'd better not go back on your word." He gritted his teeth.