Not long after, the man pushed the door in, looked directly at her with dark eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Sleep." ”

She walked silently to the bed, slowly slipped into the covers, and turned her back to him.

It wasn't long before she could feel a powerful arm fall on her waist, holding her firmly in her arms.

Only this night, he was harder than ever, as if he was trying to crush her bones.

Both of them were silent for a long time, but Zhao Siqing was still relieved of his injuries after all, and said softly: "You... Let's go to the hospital......"

The man sneered: "Wouldn't it be better if I died?" ”

Zhao Siqing fell silent and didn't say anything more.

He gently kissed her ear and whispered: "Next time, if you hurt me, I will let Yang Jingqiu and Nalan Yanran hurt, if you dare to die, I will let them bury you!" ”

She turned to look at him, her lips twitching slightly, her eyes reddening, "Are you so interesting?" ”

His eyes were dark, and he stared at her for a long time.

After a while, he gently kissed her lips and whispered, "Isn't it good to be with me?" ”

She chuckled, lowered her eyes and whispered, "Let's get a divorce, why do you have to torture each other?" ”

"Heh, torture each other." The man scoffed, a wound in his eye.

He pinched her chin and kissed her lips fiercely, ripped open her shirt with his big hands, and forced her again and again......

*

After reading the documents on Huo Jingchen's side, he was afraid that she would not sleep well, so he simply lay on the quilt on the floor with his arms crossed.

But it wasn't long before he heard a sobbing sound that he tried to hold back.

Huo Jingchen twisted his eyebrows, hurriedly got up and looked at the woman on the bed, her face was a little pale under the soft light, she bit her lip tightly, and almost bit out the blood, but she was still trying her best to hold back and refuse to make a sound: "Qingqing? ”

Zhao Siqing didn't react, as if he was still immersed in some nightmare.

Huo Jingchen sat on the edge of the bed, grabbed her little hand and whispered, "Wake up." ”

Zhao Siqing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes, and his eyelashes were still stained with a thin layer of mist.

He sat up slowly, his face was pale, his face was full of tears, and he was a little depressed.

Huo Jingchen frowned when he looked at her, raised his hand to wipe the tears on her face, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, don't be afraid." ”

A tear rolled down again, Zhao Siqing was in a trance, and raised his hand to gently touch his cheek.

She turned out to... Crying again?

She is afraid of pain, and she is not so strong, but she does not like to cry.

She didn't seem to cry in her dreams, but why did she burst into tears when she woke up?

Oh yes, she's dreaming again......

I continued to do the dream I had in the middle of the night......

Zhao Siqing only felt a little ridiculous, and the feeling of suffocation and powerlessness in the dream kept cramping his heart.

Huo Jingchen saw that she was dazed, and said softly: "I'll wash a towel and pour you a glass of water." ”

Before he got up, Zhao Siqing reached out and grabbed him.

Huo Jingchen looked at the small hand that fell on his arm, and turned his head to look at her, his eyes dark.

Zhao Siqing's throat was a little hoarse, she looked at him and said softly, "Did you just leave?" ”

"Nope." Huo Jingchen said in a deep voice.

Zhao Siqing saw that there was an extra pillow on the quilt on the floor, and knew that he should have been here with her all the time.

"Isn't the floor cold?" She asked softly.

Huo Jingchen looked at her with dark eyes, and this time he didn't make a sound.

She lowered her eyes, her eyelashes fluttered, and said softly, "Can you hug me?" ”\b