97. President's lover 01
The second she opened her eyes, Lin Qingyan regained the consciousness of her body at the same time, but she felt the malice from this new body, or the mess left by the previous owner of this body.
hurt
From the arms to the calves, they were wrapped in a scorching burning sensation, like the feeling of being soaked in chili salt water after an injury.
Lin Qingyan, who was alone in the double bed, stared at the snow-white ceiling directly above, and shrunk her five fingers into her palms to make sure she was still alive.
Lin Qingyan turned his head to the left, and in his squinting gaze, several long and staggered red marks on the exposed left arm were particularly eye-catching.
What happened to this body before she came?
Are there signs of whipping on your arms? So why did she suffer this treatment?
Willingly or coerced?
Lin Qingyan closed his eyes tightly and tried to recall, but he couldn't think of any relevant information at all.
Forget it, you can get out of bed first, and when you have time, think about those who have and don't.
Lin Qingyan's upper and lower teeth were bitten together, his left and right palms were supported on both sides of his body, and with the strength of his limbs, Lin Qingyan's upper body stood up, but the accompanying stinging pain on his body caused his brows to frown consciously.
If she could, Lin Qingyan really didn't want to move, she felt the pain from different parts of her body when she was lying still a second ago, especially the back that was directly in contact with the bed, the stinging pain could not be ignored.
However, this room, for Lin Qingyan, is like a luxurious cage that imprisons a canary, and it is a place where she can't stay for a long time.
Lin Qingyan sat on the bed and looked down, she was wearing a common summer school uniform in ordinary middle schools, so this time she was still a student?
How could a middle school student lie here covered in wounds, or was this room her bedroom?
If so, it looks like a wealthy family.
Lin Qingyan didn't linger, got up in one go, and left the bed.
Stepping on the wooden floor with bare feet, every step involves a certain scar on the leg, although it is very painful, but it does not make people faint, so for Lin Qingyan, there is nothing that cannot be overcome.
Standing next to the wardrobe, Lin Qingyan unceremoniously opened it, and it was full of women's clothes.
Lin Qingyan picked out a long-sleeved cotton shirt and black trousers from inside.
There were several dark red marks on the clothes she was wearing, which were supposed to be blood stains oozing from the broken skin scars on her body. This kind of tattered school uniform can no longer be worn, so she chose a set of dark clothes, so as to cover up the traces on her body, Lin Qingyan didn't want to go out like this.
Lin Qingyan walked back to the standing mirror next to the wardrobe and put the clothes he was carrying on the hook on the left side of the mirror.
The buttons were unbuttoned one by one, and the short-sleeved white shirt and pants were taken off from the body, and the two pieces were piled up and down at his feet.
Lin Qingyan looked at himself in the mirror, and the red marks were staggered on his body. At this moment, Lin Qingyan could clearly judge that the one by one was the effect of whipping. But one thing is to be thankful, there are no whip marks on her face, neck, etc., which will be exposed outside her clothes, and it seems that the person also does not want outsiders to know about the whipping she has suffered.
Lin Qingyan didn't have the heart to continue to admire the body in the mirror, and took the new clothes on the hook, the friction between the clothes and the scars on the body, the stinging and itching coexisted. However, no matter how itchy the scar was, Lin Qingyan didn't dare to scratch it, just thinking that he was blind and ignoring the filthy whip marks.
The matter has come to this point, out of sight and out of mind, Lin Qingyan doesn't want to worry about their existence, it's just a few whip marks, as long as it doesn't affect the progress of her mission, even if she is blind in one eye, what can she do?
The stinging pain in the body, walking and walking, the body began to adapt to it, the eyes were blind, the hands and feet were broken, and the body just needed to give the body a little more time to adapt.
The clothes in the closet were not hers, and this room was obviously unlikely to be her bedroom.
The clothes didn't fit well on her, but they weren't as strict as a child stealing an adult's clothes, except that the sleeves covered half of her palms, and her trouser legs hung down on the floor to cover both feet.
Lin Qingyan lifted some trouser legs with both hands and walked awkwardly to the exit of the cage.
Hold your right hand on the doorknob and twist it gently.
Somewhat unexpectedly, the door opened in Lin Qingyan's swoop, and the door was not locked as expected.
So she can leave?
I don't know if there is a trace of instinctive reaction left in this body, she is inexplicably a little excited to leave.
In the living room on the first floor, as the owner of this villa, Si Lanwei sat on the sofa in the living room, browsing the financial newspaper in his hand, and a glass of milk and a few slices of toast were placed on the coffee table in front of him.
At this time, there was the sound of footsteps from the stairs in front of the left, and Si Lanxuan, who had noticed it, did not change, and his eyes were still focused on the content of the newspaper.
The footsteps came from Lin Qingyan.
Lin Qingyan put his left hand on the handrail, stabilized his body as much as possible, and walked down the stairs.
When there were only more than ten steps left from the floor on the first floor, Lin Qingyan's left foot was careless for a moment, stepped on the inside of his trouser leg, and his already slightly shaky body fell down the steps uncontrollably.
Lin Qingyan subconsciously covered his head with both hands.
In just a few seconds, Lin Qingyan's entire body smashed on the steps, and his body slid down the steps until the palm of his hand covering his head hit the floor.
Injury on injury, Lin Qingyan curled up on the floor, feeling that some of the scars on his body seemed to be torn apart, and liquid flowed out.
Lin Qingyan wanted to roll all over the ground to suppress the pain, but in the end he didn't dare to move.
After glancing at Lin Qingyan charitably, Si Lanwei turned the page of the newspaper in his hand.
And Aunt Lan, who was cleaning up the dishes in the kitchen, heard the sound of this thing hitting the floor, and hurriedly walked out.
Aunt Lan took a look at the stairs, and the person lying on the ground was the one who was brought back by the young lady last night, and walked towards Lin Qingyan without hesitation.
"Miss Lin, what's wrong with you?"
Si Lanwei heard Aunt Lan's voice, put down the newspaper in her hand in the next second, looked at Aunt Lan who was about to help someone, and asked loudly: "Aunt Lan, do I give you permission to go?" ”
Aunt Lan withdrew her hand, saw Lin Qingyan's pale face, and said worriedly: "Miss, but she"
Si Lanwei was slightly displeased with Aunt Lan's kindness.
"Aunt Lan, go busy with you, don't let me say it a second time!"