Chapter 121: Isn't It Enough She's Been Humiliated?
"Hmm... No!" A sense of uneasiness spread throughout her body, Jiang Ruoxi struggled with all her body, but no matter how she struggled, Leng Yan didn't let go a little, but the button of her pajamas fell off in the struggle, and Jiang Ruoxi, who had not had time to change her underwear, felt a chill on her chest and turned pale.
Leng Yan's eyes became even hotter when he saw the white and round on her chest, and his big hand slipped into his pajamas, caressing her smooth back.
"Don't touch me!" Jiang Ruoxi whispered, panting heavily, she was almost suffocated by his kiss.
"You seduced me. Leng Yan waved his hand, and all the plates on the dining table fell to the ground, and none of them were intact, all of them became fragments.
"I didn't. Jiang Ruoxi didn't turn her head, her back was against the tabletop, and the pajamas on her body had been torn off by him.
"I said yes, yes. Leng Yan's big hand covered her chest without gentleness, "I didn't even wear underwear, isn't it a seduction?"
Jiang Ruoxi bit her lip tightly and didn't let herself make any sound, he was simply arguing, she didn't change her clothes, it was because she was preparing breakfast, and this became the reason for her to seduce him, so what else did she have to say.
It's wrong to say it, it's wrong not to say it, in his eyes, it's always been like this, hasn't it?
She ducked, but she couldn't, and he slammed in before she was ready, "Ah!"
Leng Yan watched her close his eyes in pain, don't look over, why did his heart ache for a while, but he still took possession of her fiercely, afraid of losing the possession.
In the end, she couldn't withstand the impact of too much force and fell into a coma, and when Leng Yan picked her up, he saw the water droplets on the table, which were her tears.
Leng Yan looked at Jiang Ruoxi, who was still unconscious on the bed, her wrist had a circle of bruises, which he held hard when she was struggling just now, her body was covered with traces left by him, and there were still tears in the corners of her eyes.
How could he do this to her? When did he start to be so possessive of her?
He lit a cigarette, smoked it irritably, and after two puffs, he extinguished the butt and threw it into the ashtray.
He turned around and walked out of the bedroom, walked into the study, sat at the desk, stared at the computer in a daze, it was already a long time past the working time, and the originally scheduled morning meeting had been canceled.
In normal times, he would not put down his work and stay in the apartment, just because Jiang Ruoxi was in a coma now, but he was worried about her. He pushed off his job, he wanted to wait for her to wake up.
Did he feel guilty about her? She was by his bedside last night, and he kept being picky, making trouble, and taking possession of her against her will.
Jiang Ruoxi opened her eyes and looked at the familiar ceiling and crystal chandelier that came into her eyes, and everything just now gradually came to her mind.
She sat up quickly, looked at the room, and after not seeing Leng Yan's figure, she breathed a sigh of relief, supported her weak body, and walked into the bathroom, after taking a simple shower, she changed her clothes, the time was not early, and she couldn't catch up with the first two classes.
When she walked out of the bedroom and into the dining room, she saw a mess on the floor, reminding her of what had just happened, and making her feel extremely humiliated.
How could he have asked for her in a restaurant? How could he have humiliated her to such an extent?
Jiang Ruoxi squatted down and picked up the fragments of the plate on the ground, and accidentally, her hand was cut by the porcelain fragment, and the fragment in her hand fell to the ground again.
Leng Yan sat in the study and heard the sound coming from the restaurant, he immediately walked out of the study, and as soon as he entered the restaurant, he saw Jiang Ruoxi squatting on the ground, and tears were dripping on the smooth floor.
"What are you doing?" Leng Yan asked.
Jiang Ruoxi turned around and looked at Leng Yan, didn't he leave? Didn't he go to the company? Why is he still here?
Actually, he's not here, is it necessary for her to care?
Leng Yan couldn't get her answer, and asked again, "Let me ask you, what are you doing?"
Jiang Ruoxi turned her head and continued to pick up the debris on the ground, "Don't you know? I'm cleaning up the restaurant." ”
"You don't have to clean it up here. Leng Yan pulled her up, and when he saw the undried tears on Jiang Ruoxi's face, his heart softened again, and even his tone softened a little.
"Don't clean up?" Jiang Ruoxi looked at him, "If you don't need to clean up, can it be automatically cleaned up here?"
"I'll let Sister-in-law Li clean it up. Leng Yan actually felt sorry for her, seeing her like this, his heart ached faintly, and his big hand clasped her slender arm and pulled her up.
Jiang Ruoxi looked at Leng Yan, "No need, I'll clean it up myself." She shook off Leng Yan's hand that was holding her arm, squatted down again, and continued to pick up the pieces piece by piece, despite the bloody cuts on her hands.
She didn't want anyone to clean it up, wasn't she humiliated enough?
Leng Yan watched her squat on the ground so stubbornly and clean up the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, and he didn't stop it anymore.
She picked up the broken porcelain, swept it with a broom, then took the mop, and carefully dragged it several times, as if to wipe away even the invisible breath, until the floor was bright again, and she did not stop.
The whole restaurant was cleaned up as usual, Jiang Ruoxi stood at the door of the restaurant, looked quietly for a while, and then turned around and left the restaurant, returned to the bedroom, and saw Leng Yan sitting on the sofa.
Jiang Ruoxi didn't look at him, and was about to walk into the bathroom, but was pulled by Leng Yan when he was at the door, "Let go." She whispered.
"Your hand hurts. Leng Yan took her hand, and he had just seen her hand cut by a broken piece of porcelain in the restaurant.
"Nothing. Jiang Ruoxi wanted to withdraw her hand, just such a small injury, what is it, how can the injury on the hand and the injury on the heart be compared?
Leng Yan pulled her over, walked to the sofa and sat down, "Sit still." He took a wet towel, wiped the blood from his hands, and put a band-aid on her.
Jiang Ruoxi glanced up at him, "Do you need me to thank you?" she asked Leng Yan lightly, without any trace of warmth in her eyes.
"I never needed a thank you from you. Leng Yan watched her deliberately use such an indifferent attitude towards herself, he should be angry, he should be angry at her, but he didn't.
"Then what do you need?my body?" Jiang Ruoxi raised her eyes to meet his eyes, and she clearly felt the anger in his eyes.
She didn't know why she wanted to provoke him, was it to make herself feel bader, she thought she was crazy now.
Leng Yan glanced at her coldly, "Your body is only worth when I want it." ”
"It seems that now is the time when it is worthless, so forget it. Jiang Ruoxi stood up, walked into the bathroom, took a towel to wipe the sweat on her face, looked at the band-aid on her finger, smiled bitterly, and then walked out of the bathroom.