Catching a glimpse of his shift, I reflexively clasped my arms around my chest.

He glared at me indignantly, took the soft flesh of the back of my neck with his fingers and brought me to the mirror, pointed at the woman inside and yelled at me: "Just you pig's head, do you think I will go to the mouth?" ”

Looking at myself with a blue nose and swollen face in the mirror, I pouted, your uncle, you can't get your mouth down, don't be hard if you have the ability.

I guess he didn't think this was convincing, and he pushed me into the bathroom and asked me to take a shower.

I didn't dare to rub it off, and after a few minutes of rushing, I went out wrapped in a bathrobe.

Song Cheng wrapped a bath towel around his lower body and was sitting cross-legged on the **.

Looking from my vantage point, I saw places I shouldn't be looking at at a glance. I turned my head in a hurry, my heart pounding.

I obviously hate men, and even hate men, but this person is replaced by Song Cheng, and it doesn't seem to be so disgusting.

I don't know if women are particularly tolerant of their first man, but in short, I have a wonderful feeling when I see him, as if I can tolerate him a little, as if, he is not as dirty as other men.

I was thinking about it when the doorbell rang.

I grabbed the collar of my bathrobe in one hand and was about to open the door.

"I'll come." Song Cheng stepped out of his two long legs and pushed me back.

He opened the door, took a box from the outside and came in, slammed the door with a "snap", grabbed my arm and threw me on the **.

The injury on my waist hit the ** edge, and it hurt so much that I bared my teeth.

He was frightened by my miserable image, his brows trembled twice, and he snorted coldly: "It's your face that's swollen, not your brain, what's messy." ”

sat down with one foot on the **sheet**, and dragged me in his direction by tugging on the collar of my bathrobe.

Originally, the bag of the bathrobe was not tightly tied, but when he pulled it like this, it fell directly apart, and immediately revealed the scars on his body.

He was still scolding and scolding me for being a troublemaker, but his voice stopped abruptly, and he stared at the marks on my body with wide eyes.

"How?" Fingers ran over a large patch of bruises around my waist.

I shrunk my neck in pain.

"Shen Youyi?"

"Mei Mei is looking for someone to fight, it hurts, it hurts," I shouted with my teeth bared, and quickly pushed his hand away.

Except for the marks pinched out by Song Cheng's fingers, the others were all kicked by those gangsters, especially the one on his waist, which was half the size of a palm, and it was already dark blue.

Song Cheng was surrounded by low pressure, and there was a posture of wind and rain coming.

I was frightened by his chilling momentum and swallowed unconsciously.

He suddenly clenched his fists, I thought he was going to beat me too, so I hurriedly shrank back, but I saw him punch on the ** list, and the ** board creaked.

"You're stupid, aren't you, she beats you and you don't know how to hide?"

I snorted, "I can't hide." ”

"Can't dodge or run? Why do you eat these two legs, so long that people can look at them? ”

I felt a little upset in my heart and wanted to talk back, but looking at his gloomy face, he seemed to be angry, and ...... Or because I was beaten and.

Is he caring about me?

I stole a glance at him and listened to him: "Sooner or later, someone will be killed, yes!" ”

A trace of emotion surging up in my heart disappeared in an instant, and I glanced at it embarrassedly, but I didn't expect that I would also have a self-inflicted day.

I awkwardly pulled up my bathrobe, and he opened my hand directly, and said dissatisfiedly, "What to wear?" ”

Then he reached out and grabbed his belt, brushed it, tore off the bathrobe, and threw it directly on the ground.