Married To a Wealthy Handicapped Old Attacker [ Danmei MTL ]

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When Xu Wen rushed to the specific private hospital, his shirt was already drenched with sweat, and the black hair on his temples was also covered with sweat, but he had no time or thought to wipe it.

He walked in a hurry and looked solemn, with a black suit on his arm, the buttons on his cuffs had been unbuttoned, and he stepped into the emergency room with a cold face.

The doctor noticed the movement at the door, raised his head and glanced, and suddenly raised a face. "Xu Zhu."

Xu Wen's eyes rolled around the room, and he saw the young man sitting in the corner, his face pale and unreasonable.

Wrapped round and round of gauze around his head, the clothes on his body were wrinkled and unbelievable, which made people think.

The boy saw him and tried to squeeze a smile. "Xu Zhu."

"Mr. Jing." Xu Wen smiled at all. If he doesn't come out, even if he is facing the boss's family, his face is still dark and scary, when he receives a call from the hospital, Xu Wen can't wait to go back in time and return to the moment when Jinghuai refused to be a bodyguard.

He turned his head and asked the doctor.

"How is the situation?"

The doctor glanced at Jing Huai, and said, "Slight concussion, a little trauma to the wrist, and a severe bump on the forehead. Wuqing did not dissipate so quickly. No problem elsewhere."

The doctor did not know who this young man is, but it is certainly not easy to get Ji Jingyan's bodyguard to the hospital and Xu Wen to interrogate him personally. 

He wanted to say a few words in detail, but Xu Wen had already turned his head to see Jing Huai.

"What the hell is going on?" The doctor got up and left the emergency room to free the space.

Private hospitals like them were not busy, let alone in the middle of the night.

Jing Huai sighed, thinking of the scene in the dormitory, thinking that he was simply brave.

At that time, Yu Feng pressed him to the ground, burying his face in his neck and rubbing it like a puppy, rubbing Jing Huai with goose bumps, but he couldn't beat him, what can he do?

His brain flashed, he tilted his head and pointed his mouth just at Yu Feng's ear.

He shouted: "Yu Feng."

Then he said every word : "You JB is so small."

You, J, B, good, small, ah.

The younger brother who mocks a man is always mocking Max's skills. It stands to reason that it is unwise to use this trick now.

However, the so-called wealth and wealth are in danger, and after death, Jing Huai decided to take the risk.

The effect is remarkable. Even if controlled by indescribable drugs, Yu Feng still suffered a 100% physical attack, and he was stunned on the spot.

In Jing Huai's fantasy, he should seize the opportunity at this moment, turn over to counter pressure, and then escape the danger smoothly.

Unfortunately, the reality is cruel, he failed.

Because Yu Feng went violently again and almost didn't break his wrist, Jing Huai "fucked" with pain on the spot.

"Tell me again!" Yu Feng's face was obviously already exasperated, and his words basically depended on roaring.

"Small?! Let's see how small is it!"

 Yu Feng let go and changed it to rude Jinghuai.

The clothes, perhaps because they are of good quality, did not tear after being torn a few times.