Chapter 3: Does it hurt?

After a long time, Su Qi opened his eyes, his big eyes looked at the ceiling, and the pain in his body was still there.

It was dark outside, and the sense of physical restraint had long since disappeared, but the mind was still in the dream of everything that happened, that... The murderous woman was her face, and Su Qi suddenly looked at her hands.

There is no blood...

The tense whole body breathed a sigh of relief, why did I dream like that?

"Remember, I'm your husband."

The cold words suddenly resounded in his mind, Su Qi's body was suddenly stunned, in the dark night, in this room, shame... The sticky, strange feeling was still in her mind.

That.. Is it a dream?

Subconsciously looked at herself, the white skin on her chest was already bruised and swollen, and somewhere, the pain was self-evident, she got out of bed in a hurry. His legs were weak and he immediately fell on the carpet.

"Ahem."

A red plum on the bed was particularly dazzling, and the scenes in her mind made her face burn like a fire, and she stepped into front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, Su Qi's eyes widened slightly, and the traces of bruises were almost all over her body, and the traces on her waist were particularly obvious.

Su Qi bit his lip tightly with his teeth, if it was a dream, why were there these traces? Fan Mo.. Fan Mo, his name seems to be engraved in his mind, the figure that rises and falls on his body...

With a look of hatred on her face, Su Qi covered her heart with her hands, why did his name make her heart hurt so much.

"Smack.."

Su Qi turned his head and saw the jade pendant lying quietly on the ground, the jade pendant was green all over, exuding cold air, holding it in the palm of his hand, and the cool feeling instantly hit the whole body.

frowned slightly, this thing seemed to have been seen somewhere, but she couldn't remember, and why, it was in her room?

When it was time to go to school, he didn't have time to think about it, so Su Qi put it in his pocket, and when he left, he subconsciously looked at the door, the door was locked well, and there was no trace of being forcibly broken.

So why.. Can he come in?

"Miss?"

"Huh?" Only then did he come back to his senses, and then he realized that he had already arrived at school, Su Qi shook his head, and he didn't know what he was doing all the way.

After getting out of the car, she came to the school, and entered the school gate as usual, but suddenly she couldn't help but shiver all over, and when she sat in her place, she was still in a daze, thinking about what happened at night.

"You say, does it hurt to die?"

Suddenly, a strange tone sounded, Zhang Li's neck didn't move, but her head turned one hundred and eighty degrees to look at Su Qi, and her eyes were still dripping blood.

"Ahh

Su Qi couldn't help but let out an exclamation, and her body subconsciously stood up from the seat, her exclamation was naturally conspicuous in the silent classroom, and suddenly both eyes fell on her.

When she looked at Zhang Li again, she saw that her movements were not exaggerated as she had just seen, and the blood she had just seen had disappeared without any traces, and she was now sitting on her stool.

Don't.. Did you read it wrong?

Calmed down and sat in his position, Su Qi took a breath, death? How can it not hurt? Although this Zhang Li's usual style is a little bad, it can even be said to be debauched... But I'm usually quite smart, why do you ask such a brain-dead question now?

"Hey, you say, will it hurt to fall off the rooftop?"

At this moment, there seemed to be a faint light in Zhang Li's eyes, and she didn't wait for Su Qi's response for a long time, but spoke again.