Silence.

It was unusually quiet.

The VIP ward of the top private hospital was luxurious and noble, which was even more luxurious than the presidential suite.

The man lay lazily on the exclusive custom-made white chandelier.

His long and narrow eyes were closed, and his thin lips were so attractive. His clothes were half-opened, and his posture was casual. He didn't mind showing people his thin, sexy waist and long and perfect legs.

A beautiful figure walked over the gorgeous floor-to-ceiling lights to the big bed.

No sound. No sound.

Joe stood still in front of the bed, took a look at the man's impeccable facial features, and then looked at the case in his hand.

Hey, why did such a handsome man have sex disorder?

"Doesn't that mean that he is a eunuch?"

Joe complained to himself. He put down the case record, put on the mask and gloves, took out the acupuncture box, and reached out to the man on the bed.

Her hands were clean and slender, falling on his waist. She grabbed the edge of her pants and pulled it down. Huo Qiao suddenly opened his eyes. His brown eyes lit up and shot out a sharp killing intent. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the thin wrist.

His actions were ruthless.

"Ah..."

Joe screamed in pain. The world in front of him suddenly turned upside down, and he was overwhelmed by the soft quilt.

The bed swayed because of their movements.

Their bodies were pressed together.

The coldness beneath him made Huo Qiao lower his head. His pants had been taken off to his legs. He pursed his thin lips in anger, picked up the bathrobe that was thrown to one side, and wrapped it around her neck.

"It's endless, isn't it? I said I'm not interested in women! How dare you send them to my bed, huh?"

"Uh-huh—"

Of course, she knew that he was not interested in women, but what did she give him?

Joe was unable to breathe and could only make a little noise. Like a frightened deer, he kicked his legs desperately, trying to get out of it.

This kick completely kicked his pants to his ankles.

There was no doubt that his legs were exposed.

How could there be such a shameless woman? Huo Qiao was furious. "You want to give birth to a baby for me even at the cost of your life, don't you? Well, let me see how capable you are!"

After that, he tightened the belt around her neck, almost killing her.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"

"Who wants to have a baby? What's wrong with him!"

Joe was so choked that he couldn't speak. His whole person was lifted rudely and slammed into his arms. In the rubbing, the medical mask fell off his face and the gloves were also thrown off.

In pain, her face unconsciously rubbed against his sturdy chest.

The bed swayed in the air in an irregular arc.

Her lips were soft, like a little cherry petal fluttering in his heart. Huo Qiao was shocked, and an impulse of desire instinctively rushed to all the meridians in his body, shouting to vent his anger.

Her hand hit him desperately. He didn't feel any pain, but only felt a warm and crazy touch on him.

He grabbed her hand.

It was softer and warmer than he had imagined. Huo Qiao's eyes gradually darkened. He held her hand tightly and forced her to get closer to him. The warmth on her body made him obsessed. He wanted to swallow all the tenderness in her.

Get closer...

It's warmer...

That was it.

No!

In a state of confusion, Huo Qiao suddenly came to his senses.

Those people knew that he was born with cold hands and feet, so they sent such a woman to him for warmth? They really racked their brains.

"Want to control him? In your dreams!" Huo Qiao fiercely pressed his restless little head back to the bed and saw a flushed face with smooth lines.

Her shallow eyebrows were dyed with a touch of light black, like the moon in the night sky. It was not eye-catching, but it made people want to get closer and closer.

It was a familiar sight. Huo Qiao froze there, and the anger in his long and narrow eyes disappeared. Only disbelief remained in his eyes. "Who are you?"

"Uh-huh... it's your doctor."

Huh? Could she speak?

Joe found that his neck was not so tight, so he immediately took a deep breath and shouted angrily, "You killed me! Let me go..."

"Don't move! Let me have a look!" Huo Qiao shouted.

Joe was startled. He was so frightened by Joe's fierce eyes that he did not move at all.

"What are you looking at?" Huo Qiao suddenly pinched her face like a little steamed bun.

"Turn left.

"Turn left and right."

He turned around a few more times.

He carefully looked at her face, which was exactly that face.

Seemingly thinking of something, Huo Qiao tore her clothes apart and locked his brown eyes in front of her.

There was a cherry-red mark on her heart, like a petal falling down.

That's it!

It was really her, but...

"Why haven't you changed at all? It's exactly the same as it was a decade ago."

The man's long and narrow eyes stared at her bright skin from a close distance. When he pinched it, there were no wrinkles at all.

He was already 29 years old, but she still looked like she was in her early 20s. To maintain her youth for more than ten years? How was that possible?

"There must be something wrong!" Huo Qiao's cold hands wandered around her body, and his fingers were trembling. He wanted to check her for more things.

In an instant, the ambiguous breath was like a line of fire that quickly lit up and swam.

"I don't understand what you're talking about... Stop, stop!"

Joe could not push him away no matter how hard he tried.

No, if it went on like this, she would be raped by a eunuch.

She reached out to touch the bed, touched the overturned acupuncture box, pinched a needle with her fingers, and inserted it into the man's armpit.

"Uh." Huo Qiao groaned in pain and fell on top of her.

"It's so heavy on you!" Joe gasped and pushed "Da Shan" aside. He sat up with his clothes in disarray and sweat oozed out of his fair skin.

"What did you do to me?" Huo Qiao gritted his teeth in pain and began to sweat.

"What did you do? You took advantage of me and wanted to murder me. I'll call the police after I teach you a good lesson!"

Qiao Yuan sat down on Huo Qiao's body. She tore off the belt around her neck in resentment and gave Huo Qiao's face a hard slap.

"Pa!"

This slap was even harsher than a slap. A red mark immediately appeared on the corner of Huo Qiao's lips as he looked at her in disbelief.

Did she hit him?

She used to be so gentle...

Joe didn't hear the continuous slapping sounds as he wished.

One end of the belt was tightly clenched by a slender hand.

This time, it was Joe's turn to be stunned. Lying on the bed, Huo Qiao held his belt tightly with one hand and stared at her fiercely like a wolf. He said in a gloomy voice, "Do you think I'll give you a second chance to beat me?"

"How could it be..."

Joe was completely scared out of his wits.

When the acupuncture point was pierced by 60 percent, she would feel sore all over, like being bitten by tens of thousands of ants. She couldn't draw any strength at all. She had studied it many times.

"Is he a monster?"

How could he bear such pain?

"We haven't seen each other for so many years. Is the reunion gift you gave me just a needle?" Huo Qiao stood up, gritted his teeth, pulled out the needle, and threw it aside. He glared at her fiercely, sweat dripping down from his chest.

How could he still have the strength to pull out the needles?

"Hey, hey, don't come over!"

Joe was so scared that he sat back and grabbed the rope on the bed.

The clothes on her body had been partly taken off because of the entanglement, and it was difficult to hide the spring light.