The reborn sweet wife counterattacks

Chapter 404 Is Hao afraid of ghosts?
When he looked back, Shen Bing's eyes showed a question.

"That..." She chuckled twice, rubbed her fists and stretched out her palms towards him, "Give it to me."

"How many billion?" He took out a check folder from his pocket, ready to write her a check.

"How many billions?" She blinked innocently.

"Nonsense, of course it's money." He gave her a cold look.

Thought she was asking him for money?

Fuck!Big misunderstanding!
Isn't he too proud?Do you want to pay directly by [-] million?Impatient with tens of millions?
She likes such a super cultured and qualified big boss.

"Who asked you for money?" She was very moved, and forced the check book back into his pocket, "That... I want the scab that fell off my face just now."

She saw sharply that he was holding it in her hand, but did not throw it away.

He frowned his thick black eyebrows, "I can't give it to you."

"Why!" She exhaled a little angrily, "Pinch the little scab that fell off my face, don't you think it's disgusting or sympathetic?"

"I don't think so." The cold male voice was very crisp.

"No matter." She reached out to grab it, "give it to me quickly."

The thought of the scab on his hand made her scalp tingle, and she felt that her noble image in the eyes of the male god was about to be ruined.

"The one that fell into my hands, then, is already mine." There was a deep meaning in his cold eyes, and he fixed her gaze on her.

I like to carry you with me all the time, even if it's just a little bit of your skin.

She couldn't understand why he was so persistent, "Forget it, it's up to you."

He waved his hand proudly.

Seeing that he almost wrote her a check for [-] million just now, he gave it to him.

Bai Qinghao walked to the desk in the study and sat down, opened the drawer, found a thumb-sized small transparent plastic box containing pills, and put a bit of dry and hard scab on her face into the box.

After watching it for a while, I put it in my coat pocket with satisfaction.

In the master bedroom, Fang Xinxin noticed a European-style carved dressing table beside the luxurious big bed.

She invited the housekeeper Zhao Cheng to ask, "Is this dressing table for me?"

"Miss Hui Fang, the young master ordered you to buy it. He said it would be more convenient for you to live here. The makeup and skin care products on the dressing table were also prepared for you by the young master's order."

Fang Xinxin was very moved.

She knew in the previous life that he was a tough man of steel and didn't like to put some feminine things in his room.

Unexpectedly, he would take the initiative to do so.

"Go on." She waved her hand.

The housekeeper, Zhao Cheng, glanced at her face with a strange look, and stepped back respectfully.

Fang Xinxin sat in front of the dressing table in pajamas, combing her long hair in front of the mirror.

Suddenly, her eyes touched herself in the mirror, and she almost screamed in fright.

The densely packed small acne scabs on the face have dry and hard corners one by one, and they seem to fall off from time to time.

She reached out and touched her face, and a few scabs fell off naturally.

There are so many dry and hard acne scabs that are warped at the same time, and I can’t get rid of it. The self in the mirror is like shooting a horror movie, a horrible sense of sight.

Turned off the light, only the dim yellow light strip was on.

Looking at it again like this, a pure natural "female ghost" appeared in the mirror without makeup and her face was peeling off!

Fang Xinxin felt that she was so terrified that she could hook up with a female ghost.

No wonder even the rigid butler Zhao Cheng couldn't help but look at her face in surprise before leaving.

(End of this chapter)