Chapter 2170 Blood stained the sheets

"No... no..."

Su Qing pushed Qiao Mohan, but the more she resisted and struggled to stop him, the heavier and stronger Qiao Mohan's movements became.

Qiao Mohan didn't want to hear Su Qing speak at all.

Because he knew that Su Qing had already agreed to Yi Nanfeng's marriage proposal. In Su Qing's heart now, she was afraid that Yi Nanfeng was her legitimate boyfriend, lover, and husband.

And his ex-husband... heh...

Even if it is touched, Su Qing will try her best to resist.

Since you can't hear the lingering words of admiration from her mouth, then don't speak at all.

Qiao Mohan pinched Su Qing's jaw and kissed her lips fiercely, swallowing all her resistance and explanations.

Desperately possessing her, occupying her, as if this is the only way to make him feel at ease.

Time and time again, Su Qing, who was forcibly possessed by him, struggled to resist the effects of the medicine from the very beginning.

At the end of despair and helplessness, I fell into the ups and downs of the vortex like giving up everything, and could no longer afford a trace of resistance.

I don't know how long it took, when Qiao Mohan found that the woman under him no longer struggled and resisted, and no longer moaned or screamed.

He gradually realized that the situation was wrong...

"Su Qing, Su Qing...?"

Qiao Mohan squinted his eyes, and in the darkness, he whispered to the woman under him.

However, Su Qing didn't give him any response.

Qiao Mohan thought it was Su Qing trying to get angry with him on purpose, so he couldn't help reaching out to touch Su Qing's face, trying to pinch her cheek and force her to speak.

But as soon as the big palm touched the woman's face, it was burned.

This is... a fever?

Jomo's heart sank.

For the first time, there was a feeling of being flustered without any precautions, as if the whole person fell suddenly.

How could a woman who was fine just now be able to fight him tough even after being drugged, and a woman who didn't give in easily to him, how could she suddenly have a fever!

Qiao Mohan didn't believe it, he stubbornly believed that all this was just an illusion.

But the palm goes all the way down from Su Qing's cheeks, along her hot face to her neck, and then from her neck to the fossa of her neck, to her collarbone...

Everywhere is hot and tight.

Especially the neck, the back of the ears and the palms are so weak and so hot, even without a thermometer, Qiao Mohan can definitely judge that the temperature is at least 39 degrees.

Su Qing...

When she had a fever, she still insisted on being stubborn with him, and she didn't act coquettishly or beg for mercy.

No, no, she said 'no', said 'no way'.

It was him... He hated hearing her rejection, so he simply blocked her mouth and didn't let her speak.

It was him who only cared about occupying her, as if only by possessing her desperately and thoroughly could it mean that he hadn't lost this woman.

So, he was so 'busy' that he didn't notice anything strange about her when he hugged her with his lips and teeth.

Even if she hated Su Qing for abandoning herself and Qiao Muer, even if she hated Su Qing for agreeing to Yi Nanfeng's marriage proposal.

Even if the memory has been 'recovered', Qiao Mohan saw that he had gone on a hunger strike for Su Qing, but he still couldn't keep Su Qing who was desperate to leave.

But now, this moment...

Qiao Mohan still softened his heart.

He got out of bed, dressed quickly, and turned on the room light in the dark.

Qiao Mohan turned his back to the bed and picked up his phone.

Buttoning his shirt with one hand, and turning on his switched off cell phone with the other.

Just about to call He Zhang and ask him to bring antipyretics.

Turning around suddenly, what she saw was a woman on the big bed with her brows tightly furrowed, her face covered with tears, her face pale, and she was biting her lower lip tightly...

Su Qing—the bed sheet under her body was actually stained red with blood!

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