Bring your bestie to play melon in the domineering love story

Provincial hospital.

VIP ward.

After Jiang Ruoli fell asleep, Tang Jiujiu tiptoed out of the ward.

Huo Xingzhou was waiting at the door of the ward. When he saw her come out, he put out his cigarette and asked, "How is she?"

"Just fell asleep." After saying that, he looked at Rong Qi on the other side and said, "You all should go back. There's no point staying here anyway."

Neither of them moved.

A moment of silence.

Tang Jiujiu mustered up her courage and asked, "Rong Qi, who are you?"

Rong Qi leaned against the wall, playing with the lighter in one hand. He glanced sideways, looked at his little wife's disappointed eyes, and reached out to take off the mask on his face.

"It's you..."

Tang Jiujiu seemed to have expected this, but her voice was a little trembling. She turned her head and sniffed.

"Jiujiu, listen to my explanation." Fang Hao walked over and held her shoulders. His tone was not as strong as before, but rather cautious. "I didn't mean to lie to you."

"I know you don't like that kind of life. I was wrong. Can you forgive me?"

A familiar voice lingered in her ears. For some reason, Tang Jiujiu felt a surge of grievance in her heart. She could not think of any reason that could make such an arrogant and paranoid man like Fang Hao lower himself and please her in another identity.

"Why don't you speak?"

"What do you want me to say?" Tang Jiujiu dodged his touch and spoke in a muffled voice.

Fang Hao listened to her slightly aggrieved voice and sighed, "Jiujiu, you said you loved me very much, are you going back on your word?"

Tang Jiujiu was silent.

Only a sick person would fall in love with a pervert like you!

The two of them sat in silence for nearly a minute, half a meter apart. Fang Hao didn't dare force her to do anything. He stroked the red string on his wrist with his fingers and spoke to her in a gentle tone. "You didn't take off the ring, which means you didn't break your promise to me. We're still husband and wife, right?"

What he meant was, Tang Jiujiu, you love me.

Tang Jiujiu didn't want to discuss meaningless topics with him here.

She pulled his hand away from her arm and turned to leave.

Fang Hao raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. Before she left, he put his arm around her waist and pulled her into the lounge next door.

The two were very close.

There is an ambiguous atmosphere in every breath.

Tang Jiujiu lowered her head and pushed him hard, "Fang Hao, what do you want to do? I told you I don't like being forced, and you're still doing this!"

It's complaints, it's grumbling, and more of it is resentful grumbling.

Fang Hao's heart was pricked by her soft complaint, and then a sour and swollen feeling spread after the prick. She felt that he was forcing her, forcing her to leave, forcing her to fake her death to escape.

His wife was clearly right in front of him, yet she seemed so far away from him. It was really uncomfortable, so uncomfortable that even every breath felt like being tortured.

There are many complicated emotions welling up in my heart.

"Wine."

Fang Hao pinched her chin with his hand, forcing her to look up. The girl's eyes were as clear as spring water, with a slight redness at the corners of her eyes. He remembered that when he bullied her in the past, she would always complain aggrievedly, saying, "Fang Hao, be gentle, it hurts~"

He admitted that he was a bastard, but every time Tang Jiujiu cried out in pain, her pitiful look with tears in her eyes only aroused a stronger desire in him.

Fang Hao didn't think he was an excessive person, but she would always make him burn with desire.

His gaze fell on the wound on her neck again.

The wound had been treated by the nurse, leaving only a faint scratch.

He said distressedly, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault that I didn't protect you well."

Tang Jiujiu turned her head.

Fang Hao stared at her slightly red earlobe and said, "I want to apologize to you and live a good life with you. Can you please stay with me?"

Tang Jiujiu's eyes twitched violently, followed by her heart.

He had clearly loved forcing her, but now he was begging for her forgiveness in a humble tone. Was she crazy? Or was Fang Hao crazy?

She frowned slightly and turned back to meet the man's dark eyes, not understanding why he was looking at her like that.

The two of them were silent.

Tang Jiujiu pretended to compromise, "Can you let me go first?"

She thought Fang Hao would let go, but the man pinched her chin and kissed her lips in a strong and irresistible posture.

The tips of their noses touched, their hot breaths intertwined.

Tang Jiujiu widened her eyes in anger, staring at the face so close to her. Her heart was pounding, and for a moment she even forgot to resist.

However, Fang Hao only tasted it lightly and quickly let her go, staring at her swollen lips. "Unless you promise me that you won't leave again."

Tang Jiujiu was a little annoyed, "Is this what you call an apology? Fang Hao, do you really regret it?"

"Yes, I regret it." Fang Hao held her in his arms, greedily inhaling the familiar fragrance of Tang Jiujiu, "I regret everything I did to you. Now I just want to start over with you."

Tang Jiujiu was speechless: "......"

With his pious attitude and face, I believe no one would refuse him if it were any other woman.

If Huo Xingzhou is a male demon, then Fang Hao is like a poppy. He can always fascinate people, and Tang Jiujiu needs to remind herself all the time not to fall into his trap easily again.

No matter how regretful he appears now or how humble he is.

Maybe one day he would return to his old self, paranoid and dark, and play with her like a pet.

"Don't you believe me?" Seeing that she didn't say anything, the man asked her in a low voice.

Tang Jiujiu was very direct, "Fang Hao, an apology isn't something you can easily forgive just by saying sorry."

Fang Hao was stunned for a moment, then he laughed softly.

"What about a hundred sentences? A thousand? Ten thousand? Would that be enough? Or you can lock me up and make me kneel down and apologize. You can torture me in any way you want."

"That was not what I meant."

Neuropathy!

This man really has a problem with his brain.

The man has gold at his knees.

She wasn't so bored as to play such a perverted game with him.

"What did you mean, Madam? I designed that cage because I was worried you would leave me, so I wanted to scare you. Apart from that one time, I never thought of imprisoning you again."

This seemed like an explanation to her.

Tang Jiujiu's heart trembled and she struggled to get out of his arms.

Fang Hao held her waist tightly and did not let go.

"Jiujiu, whether you have forgotten our original agreement or not, I will never force you again..."

Tang Jiujiu looked up at him, her wet eyes filled with confusion and uneasiness. She pursed her red lips and asked, "What agreement?"

"Want to hear it?"

Fang Hao gave her a gentle smile.

Just as I was about to speak, my cell phone rang. It was Jiang Ruoli calling.

Tang Jiujiu said 'hmm' and hung up the phone. "Ali is awake. The nurse said she's emotionally unstable. I'll go check on her first."

"Wine."

Tang Jiujiu turned around. Fang Hao held her arm and said softly, "Can you please stop interfering in the affairs between Huo Xingzhou and Jiang Ruoli? Let them solve their problems themselves."