"God Musi, God Musi!"

Yan Xuewei's eyes stared like copper bells, and she called out Mu Sishen's name fiercely.

"Xuewei, Xuewei."

But no matter whether Yan Xuewei is out of control or not, in terms of power, Mu Sishen has an absolute advantage.

He held Yan Xuewei's wrist tightly with both hands and pressed her to the chair.

At this moment, God Mu Si was afraid, he had never been so afraid before.

"Xuewei, calm down, look at me, look at me."

Yan Xuewei's eyes were always out of focus. She seemed to be able to see him, but also seemed to not be able to see him at all, or she didn't know that the person in front of her was him, she just subconsciously called his name... she wanted him to die.

What has she experienced in the past two years that made her hate herself so much.

Yan Xuewei didn't seem to hear what he said at all. She screamed like she was crazy, "God Musi, God Musi!! I want you to die! I want you to pay for your life! Pay for your life!"

Just when Mu Sishen had mixed feelings in his heart, Yan Xuewei suddenly broke away from his hand. She put her wrist in her mouth and bit down directly.

Immediately, God Mu Si saw two expressions on her face, one was relief and the other was pain.

The relief was because she bit herself hard, and the pain numbed her psychological pain.

Pain is physical pain.

"Xuewei!"

God Mu Si hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop her, but she bit herself too hard, and when God Mu Si took her hand out again, a circle of **** teeth marks appeared on her wrist.

"Ahhh!"

Without a vent, Yan Xuewei cried out in pain.

Mu Sishen was so distressed that he hugged Yan Xuewei, "Xuewei, bite me."

He stretched his palm to Yan Xuewei's mouth.

However, Yan Xuewei didn't bite him, she just wanted to bite her own hand.

She struggled and screamed. It turned out that the famous lady with the smell of books was gone. At this time, she looked so unfamiliar.

God Mu Si had no choice but to force his hand into her mouth.

As soon as there was a foreign object in her mouth, Yan Xuewei bit her hard. She tensed her muscles and exhausted her strength to suckle. Mu Sishen snorted. He didn't struggle, just looked at her quietly. bite yourself.

At this time, Yan Xuewei was like a small beast, she had no thoughts, she just wanted to attack, attacking herself and attacking others.

Heart-piercing pain came from the palm of his hand, but Mu Sishen didn't want to withdraw his hand, he just caressed the top of Yan Xuewei's hair distressed.

"Xuewei, no matter what you've been through in the past two years, now that I've found you, I won't let you suffer any more."

He put Yan Xuewei in his arms and raised his head, his handsome face was full of pain.

It seemed that she had found an outlet, and Yan Xuewei's mood gradually stabilized.

The force she used on her mouth also decreased, and Mu Sishen noticed her change. He looked down at her and called her name carefully, "Xuewei?"

Yan Xuewei slowly raised her head, only to see that her eyes were full of tears at this time.

"Xuewei, what's wrong with you?"

Mu Sishen reached out and touched her cheek.

Only to hear Yan Xuewei say softly, "Why...you only appear now..." After she said that, she fainted when she tilted her head.

"Xuewei, Xuewei!"

God Mu Si called her name loudly, but she did not respond.

"Xuewei, don't be afraid, I'll take you to the hospital now."

Half an hour later, Mu Sishen appeared in the emergency room of the hospital holding Yan Xuewei.

The doctor patiently examined Yan Xuewei, while Mu Sishen waited anxiously.

At this time, he took out his mobile phone and repeatedly looked at Yan Qi's mobile phone number. In addition to the ski resort, this is the second time Yan Xuewei has lost control.

Mu Sishen didn't want to make any bad assumptions, but Yan Xuewei's situation didn't look optimistic.

Just when he hesitated, the doctor stopped to check.

"Doctor, how is she?"

The doctor took off the mask, "The patient has a slight concussion and will be fine after a few days of rest."

"Will someone with a concussion suddenly lose control?" Mu Sishen asked in a deep voice.

"What does out of control mean?"

"It's... Suddenly I don't know anyone, and I make aggressive actions."

The doctor frowned, "Concussion may cause short-term memory loss, but has the aggression, behavior, and the patient had this before?"

God Mu Si shook his head.

"Then don't worry too much, maybe, she was just frightened."

Mu Sishen looked at the doctor hesitantly, was he just frightened?

"Doctor, has her brain been injured before?" Mu Sishen asked again.

The doctor looked at Mu Sishen and shook his head, "The patient is in good health."

Mu Sishen's hanging heart finally fell, he took back his phone, he didn't need to contact Yan Qi anymore.

Perhaps, Yan Xuewei's situation was just an accident.

"Observe in the hospital for one night and can be discharged tomorrow."

"thanks."

The doctor then told the nurse a few words and left.

Mu Sishen came to Yan Xuewei, she fell asleep peacefully, her face returned to normal, she was like a porcelain doll now, it seemed that as long as he exerted force, she would shatter.

He sat on the edge of the bed, holding her bandaged wrist, which had the same bandage on his wrist.

It's funny, they're a couple.

At this moment, Yan Xuewei's cell phone rang.

Mu Sishen took out his mobile phone in his pocket and looked at the caller ID on it as "Gao Ze".

Mu Sishen glanced lightly, then pressed the call, and pulled his phone into the blacklist.

Damn, now he is in front of Yan Xuewei, that man still wants to make a fuss in front of Yan Xuewei, is it his turn?

Thinking of this, Mu Sishen subconsciously touched his chest muscles, Laozi's is much bigger than his!

When he thought of the photos Gao Ze sent to Yan Xuewei, Mu Sishen was still angry.

He took out his mobile phone, edited a message and sent it to Lei Zhen.

—Check the individual, Gao Ze, as soon as possible.

Now that he has no advantage over Yan Xuewei, if he wants to compete with other men, he really has to use some means.

If Gao Ze's background is clean, he will let him leave Yan Xuewei with dignity; if he has a dirty background, don't blame him for being ruthless, Third Master Mu.

Toss to now, it is already one o'clock in the morning.

The hospital was quiet, and even the lights in the corridor were dimmed a little.

Mu Sishen got up and dimmed the lights in the ward. He came to Yan Xuewei's bed again and leaned down. He wanted to kiss her forehead.

But think about it, if Yan Xuewei was sober, she would definitely disagree.

He simply didn't kiss him, he just touched her forehead.

Without reaching Yan Xuewei in person, Mu Sishen was still a little unwilling in his heart. He stretched out his hand and drew her outline on Yan Xuewei's face.

"Sleep at ease, I will accompany you."

Looking at her quiet sleeping face, Mu Sishen's heart seemed to be soaked in a honey pot.

Xuewei, give me some more time, you wait for me, I will let you know my sincerity.

When he found Yan Xuewei this time, he would never let go. Calling him thick-skinned and saying he was tough, he didn't mind.

He will not force Yan Xuewei, he just wants a chance, a chance to stay by her side.

God Mu Si was sitting on the sofa beside the ward with his clothes on.

He looked at Yan Xuewei quietly, and their first night was like this two years later.

Mu Sishen couldn't help laughing at himself. He didn't know how to cherish the happiness that was at his fingertips back then, but now watching her develop a new relationship, he can only mess around like a rogue.

God Musi, God Musi, look at what you are doing.

**

"Master, we checked, Miss Yan is in the hospital."

Gao Ze only had a bath towel around his waist, and he was standing by the floor-to-ceiling window wearing a Bluetooth headset.

The smooth mirror surface reflected his indifferent face.

"hospital?"

"It was a small accident, not serious."

"Oh, I thought she was dead." Gao Ze said coldly.

Gao Ze continued, "Keep staring at her, she is the most convenient springboard for us to approach Yan Qi, and we can use her to threaten Yan Qi at critical moments."

"Master, the one surnamed Mu next to Miss Yan seems to have some skills."

"What skills does he have? Chasing a woman is my defeat." Gao Ze said disdainfully, "Don't worry about others, just stare at Yan Xuewei."

"Don't worry, young master, we won't let Miss Yan get hurt."

"Hehe, don't you think of her as a young grandma?"

"Master, in terms of Miss Yan's various conditions, it is a good choice."

Gao Ze raised the corners of his lips slightly, "She does have a good taste, but her surname is Yan. I always hate trouble, and I don't want to get emotional in this matter."

"Master, if you have a showdown with Miss Yan in the future, can she bear it?"

Gao Ze didn't answer immediately, only to see the corners of his lips pursed together, and even the smile on his face faded.

"We'll talk about it later."

Whether she can bear it or not has nothing to do with herself.

"Okay young master, I know what to do."

"Ok."

After hanging up the phone, Gao Ze looked at the street scene outside the window and said to himself, "Yan Xuewei, you should never be named Yan."

**

The next morning, before Mu Sishen woke up, a pillow hit him directly on the face.

Mu Sishen touched his forehead, frowned and opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Yan Xuewei sitting on the hospital bed, looking at him angrily.

Mu Sishen woke up and took a nap, "Xuewei?"

She looks like this, won't she lose her memory again?

"Mr. Mu, I think, now I need you to explain why I am here?" Yan Xuewei had a cold face and a questioning tone.

Hearing this, Mu Sishen breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xuewei, don't you remember what happened last night?"

"Don't get off the topic! Why am I here, what did you do to me last night?"

Yan Xuewei had a small face, as if she was going to eat him.

But her aura was, at most, a kitten catching someone.

Mu Sishen stood up disapprovingly, and saw that he came to Yan Xuewei in a condescending manner.

He leaned down and approached her, and said in an ambiguous tone, "We were so close last night, don't you remember?"

"boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Xuewei threw a pillow over and slammed it firmly on his face.

In an instant, his nose was sour.

Damn, this woman Yan Xuewei is really black now.

PS, treasures, update Si Qi on the fifteenth day of the first month. Fanwai is still reserved on the 20th of each month (already speeding up the progress of the development of the story)