The whole world wants to attack me

Chapter 52 The little white flower is about to turn black (12)

So why?

why? ?

Why? ? ?

Fusang really wanted to yell, but when she was choked, she could only hold on to the sink and coughed heart-rendingly.

Seeing that her legs were weak from coughing, and she couldn't even stand upright, Zuo Lihan mercifully helped her untie the belt that bound her hands.

After Fusang managed to recover, he found that Zuo Lihan went back to the living room to wipe his short knife at some point.

She stroked her chest and gasped.

Her gaze fell on the cold breakfast, which was so greasy that she lost her appetite.

But in the blink of an eye, I thought that this body had not eaten anything since yesterday, and the only few mouthfuls of porridge I took were all vomited out.

If I don't eat anything, I'm afraid it will be cold in advance.

Fighting back her nausea, Fusang finished the cold breakfast.

When she walked out of the kitchen and was about to go back to the bedroom sickly, Zuo Lihan's voice sounded: "Give me your mobile phone."

Fusang paused, turned around to face Zuo Lihan who was stretching out his hand towards him, and spread his hands innocently: "I don't have a mobile phone."

"Landline."

"No."

Fusang continued to shake his head.

The original owner's mobile phone was confiscated when Gu Shaoming imprisoned him in the villa, and this house has been unoccupied all year round, so naturally there is no landline.

Zuo Lihan frowned.

The lines of his face were already stern, but now his brows were furrowed, and he looked like he was going to get angry. He looked even more fierce, which made people feel frightened.

Fusang is not afraid of him.

But this body is really too weak, I'm afraid it can't even withstand his fist.

In order not to let his mission fail, Fusang's body was tense, and his eyes turned between the bedroom and the door.

She was thinking about which way to run, the hope of surviving was greater.

Zuo Lihan was not as angry as Fusang expected, he looked at her coldly for a few seconds, then turned around and opened the door to leave without saying a word.

'boom. '

The soft sound of closing the door made Fusang blink.

Doubtful eyes.

Is this gone?

I don't know if he will come back.

Fusang didn't bother to care about him either.

She went back to her bedroom and rummaged for paper and pen, and started writing the original owner's wish list again.

"knock knock"

There was a knock on the door.

Fusang didn't think it would be Zuo Lihan.

That guy doesn't look like a good boy who knows how to knock on the door politely.

She ignored the knock on the door and continued to write.

"Knock knock knock!"

The knocking on the door got louder.

One sound after another, non-stop knocking.

It seemed that if Fuso didn't open the door, he planned to keep knocking on it.

Fuso dropped his pen angrily, rushed to the door and opened it: "Knock on your mother, you must be sick!"

"Momo..."

Although it wasn't Zuo Lihan standing at the door, Fusang didn't want to see Gu Shaoming's face even more.

She frowned, facing Gu Shaoming's affectionate and guilty gaze, feeling sick in her heart.

He was about to close the door with his backhand, but Gu Shaoming blocked the doorframe with quick eyes and hands.

"Xu Momo, even if you are angry with me, you shouldn't mess around with your body!
Don't you know what's going on with you?

Follow me back to the hospital! "

As he spoke, he was going to hold Fusang's hand.

This body was tormented by the disease and only weighed over 80 kilograms, and the thin body could be blown away by the wind. Although Fusang was unwilling, Gu Shaoming still grabbed the wrist.

He was dragged out of the door.

"You let me go!"

Fusang held on to the doorknob tightly with his other hand.

"I'm taking you to the hospital, not trying to harm you!

Can you please stop being willful! "

Gu Shaoming didn't understand why this wife, who used to be all eyes on him, suddenly became so resistant to him?
(End of this chapter)