Chapter 389: If you let go, I feel uncomfortable...

Chapter 389 If you let go, I will feel uncomfortable...

Shangguan Ling lowered his eyes, and he clearly saw the flash of cruelty in her eyes.

She is indeed not a docile domestic cat, but an unruly wild horse.

 He began to wonder whether her jealous theory was true.

 From her eyes, he could not see the slightest bit of goodwill towards him.

 All he could see and feel was the cruelty that wanted to kill him.

 A woman can have such courage, what can’t she do?

"Little madman, it's too late for you to let go now, before I get angry."

 Shangguan Ling's voice was low and deep, with a touch of calm and self-imposed aura, and the cold aura radiating from his body was enough to intimidate people.

Sufu slowly said, "It's not impossible for me to let go, unless you promise me first and can't threaten me again."

"Are you bargaining with me?" Shangguan Ling raised his hand and took her hand off her neck while she was distracted.

Su Fu felt a sharp pain in her fingers, and the next second, she lost her grip.

 He watched helplessly as his hand was easily pried off from his neck.

Shangguan Ling grabbed her hand and clasped her hands behind her back, "You are so naughty, little lunatic."

“Shangguan Ling, let me go!”

Suf's back was held down by him, her body was forced to bend over, and her head hung low.

 “I’ve given you a chance, but you don’t know how to cherish it.”

Shangguan Ling just held her and urged, "Let's go."

　　"If you let go, I feel uncomfortable..."

 “You asked for it, and you will suffer it slowly.”

Soph was really uncomfortable. She was bent over, her arms were tightly tied behind her back, her head was hanging low, and there was a tendency for brain congestion.

She felt dizzy for a moment, and the next second, her body swayed and she almost fell.

Shangguan Ling grabbed her wrist in time and pulled her back from leaning forward.

Sufu's vision went dark, her legs became weak, and she fell to the ground.

Shangguan Ling let go of her hand, and Su Fu fell softly.

Her eyes were slightly swollen and she was breathing weakly. Shangguan Ling knelt down, and the gorgeous fire clouds in the sky became his most beautiful background.

With the beautiful scenery as a backdrop, even his deep and cold voice seemed unreal.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Su Fu did not speak, her eyes closed unconsciously.

Shangguan Ling picked her up and walked quickly towards the car, "Go back to the manor!"

 “Yes, Master!”

 Infirmary.

 The doctor gave Su Fu an infusion. She was lying on the hospital bed and had not yet woken up.

 “How about the little madman?”

"It's nothing serious. Don't worry, young master. It's just that he was frightened and a little over-stressed. Have a good rest and he will recover." The doctor explained.

 Shangguan Ling nodded lightly, his eyes fell on Su Fu's face, and he felt relieved.

Xiang Zhiping heard that Su Fu had fainted, so he came over specially. He approached the hospital bed and examined her face carefully.

 After confirming that there was no trauma to her face, she breathed a long sigh of relief.

 “Thank God, I don’t have to torture this face anymore.”

Xiang Zhiping looked at the silent Shangguan Ling again, looking back and forth between his and the unconscious Su Fu's faces.

That look in his eyes was direct and unabashed.

Shangguan Ling frowned impatiently, "What's wrong with you?"

Xiang Zhiping was not happy about it. What a good attitude he had when I asked him to do the surgery.

 (End of this chapter)