Beware the Appearing Cute Wife!-Chapter 37 - 38

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37: 38.

That scene is simply too dazzling to the eyes.

37: 38.

That scene is simply too dazzling to the eyes.

An Xiaoyu was utterly astonished.

Shen Yufeng was so violent!

Ready to chop someone up and feed them to the dogs over one disagreement?

So, it was all her fault, huh?

Damn, it was just a fever, but why did it feel like the whole world had gone into chaos?

But why on earth would Shen Yufeng call this flirtatious fool over? freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

Could it be…

“You’re a doctor?”

An Xiaoyu’s face was filled with disbelief.

In her mind, doctors were always meticulous and scrupulous, but this one in front of her…

was really a bit too ostentatious!

“Oh, my little heart, it hurts so much!”

Mo Jinyu feigned being deeply hurt, clutching his chest with a tearful face of anguish as he complained: “Hey, that’s really mean, how can you judge someone by their appearance?

I graduated from Yale University Medical School, you know…”

“You’re not needed here anymore, you can leave!”

Mo Jinyu’s eyes widened, and he sighed.

“Boss, you are so inhumane!”

With the opposite sex present, humanity disappears; what an exact portrayal of the situation!

As Mo Jinyu reached the door, he suddenly turned back and gave An Xiaoyu a bewitching smile, throwing her a flirtatious wink.

“Oh right, I haven’t introduced myself yet, I am Mo Jinyu.

‘Jinyu’ from Zhou Gongjin and ‘Jinyu’ from Zhou Yu, don’t you forget it!”

An Xiaoyu, catching on, blurted out: “Oh, so you are the one who was literally angered to death by Zhuge Liang!”

Mo Jinyu felt like he was going to explode.

“Hey, that was a fictional account made up by later generations, fiction, do you understand?

Historically, Zhou Yu died of illness, OK?”

Suddenly, Mo Jinyu shivered.

Why was there a feeling of an icy frost in June?

Turning his head to look at Shen Yufeng, he realized that his face was already covered with frost.

“Mo Jinyu, I’ll give you three seconds to disappear.

Three…

two…”

Before “one” could be uttered, Mo Jinyu slammed the bedroom door shut and made a hasty retreat.

Shen Yufeng got up, went to An Xiaoyu, removed the needle from the back of her hand, and then picked her up and placed her on the bed.

Right after, Shen Yufeng’s big hand landed on her foot.

An Xiaoyu, frightened, quickly withdrew her foot.

“Don’t move, I’m checking it.”

She struggled slightly, but couldn’t break free.

Her foot was enveloped in his palm, and a warm current flowed directly from the sole of her foot.

An Xiaoyu’s face turned red instantly.

A picture flashed through An Xiaoyu’s mind: Shen Yufeng in a groom’s attire, radiating distinguished charm, gracefully riding a tall horse to collect his bride, while she sat shyly in the bridal sedan, dressed in a phoenix crown, waiting for him to come and marry her.

Oh my god…

The scene was so cringeworthy, wasn’t it?

An Xiaoyu shivered all over, shocked by the thought.

Shen Yufeng certainly had no clue what was running through An Xiaoyu’s mind.

He just wanted to check if her foot had been cut by the splashing glass shards.

Luckily, it hadn’t!

When Shen Yufeng’s gaze returned to An Xiaoyu’s face, he found her cheeks were already a blazing red.

“What are you thinking about?”