Chen Ziting came back not too late in the evening, but he was also full of alcohol. He came back from packing some leftovers from the restaurant and asked Ling Ai to come and eat them quickly. When she saw it, there were a lot of dishes, but almost all of them had chili peppers, and the dishes in the restaurant had a strong taste, which was not suitable for lactating mothers at all.

Looking at her drunken husband, she was speechless and choked, so she could only go to the kitchen to find a plate, pour some water, and eat the vegetables after shabu, barely filling her stomach.

After eating and putting away the dishes and chopsticks, she walked to the room and found Chen Ziting holding her son to make him happy and kissing the child's face. She frowned slightly, and stepped forward to pick up the child, "Don't kiss the child if you drink, it tastes so good, the temperature of the water heater is just right, go take a bath." ”

Chen Ziting drank a lot, that's why he was so enthusiastic about the child, looking at Ling Ai's back, this man's desire was completely ignited. As soon as Ling Ai put the child in the crib, she was pushed down with a lot of force, and Chen Ziting pounced on her, touching and kissing indiscriminately, and tearing her clothes.

At this time, it was already late autumn, and it was still very cold in the house at night, and her clothes were torn off, and Ling Ai felt a chill that made her shiver. After reacting, she began to shirk, "Don't, don't do this, I'm out of breath..."

"We haven't been here a few times since you got pregnant, and this is all over, what excuse do you want to make?" Chen Ziting didn't give her a chance to resist, one hand pressed her two small hands, so that she couldn't move, and the other hand reached out to a more secret place.

"No, ......" Ling Ai resisted with all her might, but her hands were tightly bound, so she used all her strength with her feet and accidentally kicked her husband's lower abdomen. I only heard Chen Ziting scream, and he fell to the side covering the "important parts", and his body curled up in the shape of a shrimp.

Ling Ai was so frightened that he hurriedly got up to look at him, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, how are you ......" Chen Ziting was distressed. pushed hard, but he didn't expect Ling Ai to be defenseless, and his head hit the pillar of the crib directly. The bed was made of wood with sharp corners, and Ling Ai suddenly felt that his eyes were full of stars, and his forehead was numb, as if he was bleeding.

Chen Ziting was not sorry for this, he looked at the woman in front of him, and there was no trace of distress in his heart. "How many times have you rejected me since giving birth?" He slowly stopped hurting, and stood up to look at his wife, who was lying to the side, and he rudely pulled her up like a doll.

Looking at Chen Ziting's angry appearance, Ling Ai was scared, and after getting married, her husband lost control more and more times, and every time he would accidentally hurt her. "I'm not rejecting you, I'm just ......" Ling Ai couldn't say, after giving birth, she was often tired and sweaty, always sweating, and easy to faint, when taking the child for a physical examination, the doctor said that she was very anemic.

"What is it? Let me tell you, husband and wife can't live without this kind of thing. Chen Ziting looked at his wife, his face was bored, he tidied up his clothes, glanced at Ling Ai before leaving, looking at her embarrassed and sad expression, Chen Ziting sneered, "Why didn't you feel as ugly as you are now when I was in college, if I had known that you would be like this, I would never marry you." ”

After he said this, he turned his head and left, Ling Ai felt that the sky was falling, she could only hold the child and cry, there was no other way.