"Blood test?"
"Yes."
"Has internal medicine checked?"
"Yes."
Under the dim light, Jian Ning wore a silk nightgown. The length of the nightgown was almost enough to cover the thigh root. Apart from that, she did not wear anything.
The man in the fox mask looked her up and down, and finally, his eyes fell on her lower abdomen. "What about there?"
"Check, check." Jian Jianan felt her cheeks burning hot, and she couldn't say a word.
Gu Changlin, the agent behind her, stepped forward at the right time and added to the masked man, "Sir, please rest assured. Today, the hospital has examined Miss Jian inside and outside. She is very healthy and is not ill. She is a very good substitute mother. In addition, before you arrive, the maid has already carefully cleaned her up to ensure that she will be clean."
Hearing this, Jian Ning lowered her head even lower.
She felt that at this moment, she was like a merchandise.
But she couldn't do anything about it.
She was also waiting for the large sum of money to be transferred into her younger sister's room to treat her illness.
Not only did she have to accept the fact that she was equal to the goods, but she also had to pray for satisfaction. Only when she was satisfied, would she pay the bill.
At this moment, she was suffering every minute and every second.
"I'll give you one last minute to regret." The man spoke again, as if he was talking to her.
Jian Jian Ning raised her head out of instinct and happened to look into his eyes.
His eyes were beautiful, deep and cold. Together with his exposed thin lips and tall and straight figure, they formed a kind of distant, mysterious and difficult-to-approachable temperament of a superior.
In fact, from the beginning, she knew that this man was not simple.
How could it be easy for a man who could afford five million for pregnancy fee so easily?
No matter how scared and resistant she was, she had to cherish this opportunity.
"I won't go back on my word!" Jian Ning heard her voice and said firmly.
"Well, Mr. Gu, you can go out now." The man's voice was as cold as his people's.
The door was closed behind Jian Jianan.
Her heart was beating like a drum, and her hands drooped to the side of her body, twisting the material of clothes, and she pressed it hard.
She saw the man waving slightly at her.
He sat on the side of the bed, and she stood two meters in front of him.
Two meters was enough for her to lift her leg, but she felt as if her legs were filled with lead. It was so heavy, so heavy that it was very difficult for her to move every step.
There was even a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.
When she got close to the man, should she say something?
Should I take the initiative?
All of a sudden, Jian Jian Ning felt dizzy.
Her waist was held tight by a powerful big hand. Then, she spun 180 degrees and fell on the soft bed. The man took the opportunity to press on her body. The vixen mask was close at hand.
"Sir, Sir..."
"A woman who sold her body is not worthy of pity." The man stretched out his hand and pulled her robe away. The 18-year-old girl was white and tender, and the well-proportioned body of her body was exposed in the air.
She felt scared, ashamed, and cold.
But she bit her lips and didn't say a word.
Boyan looked at her, his Adam's apple slightly moved, and there was a fire of desire rushing under his body. Normally, she had already signed an agreement with him. If he wanted it now, he could directly take her.
But this girl was forbearing her fear. It didn't look like she was faking it.
Although she paid for it and was willing to sell her body for money, for some unknown reason, she still made people feel distressed.
It also made people annoyed for no reason.
"Don't you regret it?" Boyan Kun asked her again.
"No, I don't regret it."
He pulled off his nightgown and went through her.
