Explosive cute wife: black-bellied husband, please respect yourself!

Chapter 191 Cold War (3)

"I'm not sick, I don't need an examination!" Yan Chuyan looked at him coldly, and said angrily.

In the next second, Beiming Haoting pulled off the bed sheet, and quickly tied her to the big palace bed.

"What are you looking at? Look again and I'll make you all blind! Check her up!" Beiming Haoting roared in a bad temper.

The doctors looked at each other, walked over with trepidation, nodded respectfully to Yan Chuyan, and said professionally: "Miss Yan, we don't mean any harm, just do an examination to see if your body is suitable for having a child now."

Hearing this, a look of astonishment flashed across Yan Chuyan's face.

Check if she is suitable for having a baby?What's the meaning?
She is not pregnant, Beiming Haoting suspects that there is something wrong with her body?

Depend on!What with what?
The more you think, the more angry you are!

Yan Chuyan kicked her legs to prevent the doctor from touching her.

"Bei Ming bastard! Get out of here, I won't do any inspections!"

"Don't move around." Beiming Haoting sat down beside her bed, pressed her body with warm palms, and tightened the sheet a lot. Now, she couldn't move at all.

"Look for another woman to have a baby! If you keep doing this, we'll break up!" Yan Chuyan glared at him with red eyes.

He was so angry that he forgot what happened to Qin Shou just now, and only cared about being angry with him.

"Damn woman! What did you say! Dare to say it again!" Beiming Haoting's voice was low and sullen, and he punched the bed |, his left chest was dull and panicked, and his blue eyes fixedly locked on the bed. A woman's small face.

He didn't believe that she couldn't be cured, and after a week, he wanted her to be as obedient to him as she was on the island before!

"Do it!" Beiming Haoting gave the female doctors a cold look, his voice extremely cold.

"Who dares to touch me!" Yan Chuyan was completely unhappy!

The doctors flinched, glanced at Beiming Haoting with a gloomy face, and approached Yan Chuyan, took out medical instruments and poked around on her stomach.

Yan Chuyan struggled, her legs hurt from being strangled by the sheets, her fingers turned white, curled up into fists, her little face flushed with anger faced Beiming Haoting, and her dark and round almond eyes were filled with water.

Beiming Haoting stared straight at her with a pair of blue eyes, his heart clenched in pain, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.

The two of them refused to give in to the other, and they were angry to the end.

"Okay."

I don't know how long this stagnant atmosphere lasted, but the doctor finally spoke to announce the end of this war.

"Big bastard, let me go... oh!" Yan Chuyan poked his head and bit Beiming Haoting's big hand, trying his best to gather his anger on his teeth, and bit the back of his hand hard. Make a tooth mark.

Seeing that Yan Chuyan's calf was scratched by the sheet, the doctor kindly helped her untie it.

As soon as she was free, Yan Chuyan let go of her mouth, stared vigilantly at Beiming Haoting, and clenched her small fists with both hands to beat him in the chest.

Let you bully me!
Let you bully me!
Beiming Haoting let her beat his chest, that bit of strength was not enough to tickle him!

He lowered his eyes and glanced at the back of his hand that had been bitten by her, blood oozed out, blooming on his hand like an enchanting rose.

For a long time, Beiming Haoting raised his hand to strangle her wrist, his voice was magnetic and domineering: "Enough! Go down and eat."

Yan Chuyan froze, looked at him in a daze, with a bitter brow, moved her lips, "I won't eat, you might as well starve to death once and forget it! Don't give me a candy after a slap!"

Gollum—

A strange sound rang out.

"..." Beiming Haoting's deep gaze swept across her stomach without saying a word.

The long arms passed under her legs, hugged her horizontally, and walked steadily to the restaurant downstairs.

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(End of this chapter)