Jin Beisen was completely infuriated by Zhou Manchun's words. "Zhou Manchun, do you have a brain? Don't you know how to avoid arousing suspicion? No wonder the reporters like to follow you. It's because they know that you have no brain. "
The photos of Zhou Manchun visiting Yu Chen in the hospital were taken by the paparazzi. Jin Beisen spent one million to buy those photos and stopped the incident. He wasn't distressed about the money, but he was angry that Zhou Manchun went to the hospital to visit Yu Chen. He wasn't dead yet. What was there to see?
"Jin Beisen, who are you calling brainless? Do you think everyone is as cold as you? If it weren't for you, would Yu Chen and I have divorced? " Zhou Manchun stared at Jin Beisen with a face full of resentment. She couldn't stand Jin Beisen's aggressive attitude. She was hot-headed and blurted out her words without thinking.
Although what she said was the truth, when it fell into Jin Beisen's ears, Jin Beisen felt like he was a mistress.
Jin Beisen had been open and aboveboard all his life. He had never been ridiculed like this before. Zhou Manchun really challenged the limits of his tolerance again and again!
"Very good. I give you full marks for shifting the blame to others." Jin Beisen was so angry that his face darkened. That's right, he was the one who forced Zhou Manchun to divorce, but Zhou Manchun actually said that he was a mistress. If it weren't for Yu Chen taking Zhou Manchun away three years ago, they wouldn't have been separated for three years. Jin Beisen simply hated Yu Chen to the core.
Now, Yu Chen, the real mistress, won Zhou Manchun's sympathy because of a gastric hemorrhage. She pretended to be a white lotus.
The more Jin Beisen thought about it, the angrier he got. He straightened his sturdy waist and undid his belt and pants with his left hand …
Zhou Manchun trembled, and her eyes widened in an instant. She struggled and shouted, "Don't mess around, I … I seem to …"
Looking at Zhou Manchun's flustered and exasperated look, Jin Beisen smiled in his heart. "What, are you angry?"
"No … that's not it."
Before Zhou Manchun could finish what she wanted to say, her lips were sealed by Jin Beisen. Zhou Manchun already felt stuffy. Now that she was kissed by Jin Beisen, her head swelled up.
Darkness flashed before his eyes, and his mind seemed to be filled with stars …
Zhou Manchun had a splitting headache. Jin Beisen's hand moved downwards, but he suddenly felt a warm and sticky liquid. He looked at it with a gloomy face, and three black lines appeared on his face.
This woman's Great Aunt couldn't have come earlier or later. It really came at the right time!
Meanwhile, Zhou Manchun's vision went black, and she closed her eyes in dizziness …
Jin Beisen quickly turned around and saw that Zhou Manchun had suddenly stopped moving and was just lying there quietly. He was shocked. He rushed into the bathroom and washed his hands. When he came out, he pinched Zhou Manchun's philtrum.
After a while, Zhou Manchun woke up, but her face was very pale. She was frowning because of the dizziness.
"Xiaochun, did you have a heatstroke again?" Jin Beisen thought about how he had dragged Zhou Manchun all the way here. The sun was so bright outside, and the temperature in the room was so low. This woman must have had a heatstroke again.
Zhou Manchun closed her eyes in pain. "I … I think so. I think I'm on my period. I'll go to the bathroom to take a look."
Jin Beisen's face was tense. Just now, his desire had been aroused, but because of Zhou Manchun's period, he had stopped the brakes. It was like holding a bouquet of roses, happily standing outside his girlfriend's house, wanting to confess to her, but being doused with cold water by an unknown auntie. That feeling of disappointment spread throughout his body, and Jin Beisen felt like he was about to explode.
"It's not like, it's real." Jin Beisen helplessly carried Zhou Manchun in his arms and carried her into the washroom. Then, he hurried to the cloakroom and personally took out a sexy panty for Zhou Manchun.
Zhou Manchun blushed as she sat on the toilet. "You … you went out."
Jin Beisen's face stiffened, and he threw a sanitary pad at her. "You change it yourself. I don't know how to use this thing anyway."
"Hahaha, Jin Beisen, if you know how to use it, then you're a pervert." Zhou Manchun blushed, and boldly mocked Jin Beisen.
"Don't think that I won't deal with you just because you're on your period." Jin Beisen bent down, and his thin lips pressed against Zhou Manchun's burning hot ears. He smiled ambiguously. "Even if I'm on my period, I can still do it."
"Do it your sister. Get lost! You big pervert. " Zhou Manchun flew into a rage, and she was so angry that her face and neck turned red. She picked up a sanitary pad and threw it at Jin Beisen.
"Hurry up and come out. I'll be waiting for you." Jin Beisen caught the pink sanitary pad firmly, and his eyes narrowed as he walked outside.
Zhou Manchun's face was very dark. She slowly changed her pants, and sat in the bathroom for more than ten minutes, not daring to go out.
Recalling the embarrassing scene just now, Zhou Manchun held her head, and no matter what, she was unwilling to go out.
Jin Beisen went downstairs, and came up with a medicine box. There were all kinds of medicine inside, including those to treat heatstroke. Zhou Manchun's body was weak, and Jin Beisen had prepared these medicines.
However, when Jin Beisen came back downstairs, there was still no movement in the bathroom. The glass door was tightly shut by Zhou Manchun, and it was even locked.
Jin Beisen turned the doorknob twice, and his anger rose.
"Zhou Manchun, if you know what's good for you, hurry up and open the door." Jin Beisen knocked on the door dangerously. His black eyes narrowed slightly, and his long and narrow eyes were bottomless.
Zhou Manchun pinched the acupuncture point on her hand. This was what an old Chinese medicine doctor told her. When she had heatstroke, she would be cured by pinching here.
"I won't open the door." Zhou Manchun decisively refused Jin Beisen's request and said firmly.
"Okay, you're ambitious. When I get the spare key, you're dead. I think you need to be taught a lesson." Jin Beisen deliberately moved his feet twice, pretending to be ready to get the key.
"Wait … wait." Zhou Manchun gritted her teeth helplessly, and tried to make a condition with Jin Beisen. "Can you promise? If I open the door, you won't touch me. "
"I can't promise." Jin Beisen was also straightforward. At most, he could promise not to touch Zhou Manchun during her menstrual period.
"Then I won't open the door." Zhou Manchun stuck to the door, and her attitude began to become arrogant.
"You will regret it." Jin Beisen warned with a gloomy face.
With a click, Zhou Manchun gently turned the doorknob, and the door opened automatically. She stood in front of Jin Beisen with an innocent face.
Jin Beisen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He thought, Am I so fierce? How aggrieved is Zhou Manchun? He couldn't bear to go forward and hug her tightly in his arms.
"You're willing to come out?" Jin Beisen raised his eyebrows and looked at her with amusement.
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