The man smiled very coldly and said briefly, "If that's the case, you can think about it carefully. Is it more uncomfortable to be sober and painful like last night, or to give you medicine so that you can't think and won't be hurt?" Torture is just like a slut begging me for pleasure."
Chi Huan was shocked and looked at him in disbelief.
Mo Shiqian had already turned around and walked out.
The deserted silence returned to the bedroom.
Chi Huan lowered his head and stared blankly at the medicine the man threw on his chest. He took it out and looked at it. They were all for treating trauma. He probably knew how much he had gone too far.
only…
Who can bear to be let down on their wedding day
She closed her eyes, feeling helpless and more powerless.
She hoped that Mo Shiqian would let her go in anger.
Lawrence said contemptuously that she didn't need to break up with him because he wouldn't agree.
He also said that this road is not so easy to walk.
She didn't want this to be the case, she was more afraid of it.
This result was as Lawrence expected, indicating that he really understood them. What made her even more panicked was...
He might really start to hate her.
hatred.
Chi Huan still lifted the quilt and got out of bed, but when she used it, her legs were sore beyond her expectation. She went limp and fell onto the carpet.
The carpet was thick, so it wasn't painful, and it didn't make much sound, so the man didn't hear it.
She sat on the ground and calmed down for a while, then got up again, turned on the shower and washed her body, then returned to the bed wrapped in a bath towel and applied milky white cold ointment to the injured area.
There are always limitations when applying medicine to yourself.
After wiping it casually, she was about to get up and go to the cloakroom to get some clothes, when the man opened the door again and came in.
Chi Huan didn't know what he wanted to do when he came in, nor what kind of reaction he should make, so he just sat on the bed and didn't move.
Mo Shiqian walked up to her, looked at her casually, and said indifferently, "Have you finished wiping?"
"Um."
He reached out and picked up the bag, flicked through it with his bony fingers, and took out an unopened ointment inside.
That Chi Huan is useless because...
The man unscrewed the ointment unhurriedly, without looking at her, and still said in an extremely indifferent tone, "Open your legs."
Chi Huan, "..."
Of course she knew what this meant, and her face inevitably turned red.
He looked sideways at the floor, his hand unconsciously pressed on the bath towel he was accustomed to, and his tone was indescribably panicked, "No need."
He had squeezed the ointment onto his fingers and said, "Open."
"I said no..."
Before she finished her sentence, the man looked up and said calmly, "You want me to tie you up?"
Chi Huan looked at his indifferent expression and had a hunch that he would really do it after he said that. He pursed his lips, but he really didn't want to make such a shameful move...
Even in the past when their relationship was normal, she felt ashamed.
She bit her lip and stood up, ignoring the pain in her body and walked out the door. She wanted to go to the cloakroom to pick up the clothes she had left here and put them on.
But before he even took two steps, the man grabbed his arm and threw him back.
Before she could get up again, he had already taken the scarf from last night, knelt on one knee beside her, leaned over and tied her two hands above her head, and tied the other end to the head of the bed.
Chi Huan's face turned red and white, "Mo Shiqian!"
He didn't even raise his head, but said indifferently, "If you want to trouble me to tie your legs up, just keep moving."
"No need to wipe it inside!"
"It's hurt."
She looked at his handsome face under the short black hair, bit her lip and said, "You know you'll get hurt, why do you do this?"
The man's thin lips curved in a cold arc, "Why did you do it when you knew it would make me angry?"
Chi Huan had nothing to say.
His knee was between her legs, preventing her from moving any closer.
She had no choice but to bite her lip and turn her face away, her eyes tightly focused elsewhere, trying her best to ignore the trembling sensation the man's fingers brought to her nerves, and even held her breath unconsciously.
Mo Shiqian's movements were methodical. He did not deliberately commit evil or engage in other behaviors. He simply applied the ointment.
After applying it, he took out his fingers and wiped them, glanced at the woman who was about to get up, and threw her back.
"What?"
He didn't reply, as if he didn't want to pay attention to her at all. He just kneaded the tissue and threw it into the trash can, then took a tube of ointment and wiped her other areas -
If you apply medicine yourself, there will definitely be many places that are out of reach.
The cool ointment was spread evenly on the skin. Chi Huan, who was forced to lie on the mattress, couldn't see the expression on the man's face, but could only feel that the fingers were completely different from last night's tenderness.
Her eyes were sore, but she still closed them.
After applying all the necessary ointment on his body, Mo Shiqian threw away the unused ointment, got up and went to the bathroom to turn on the faucet and wash his hands.
After wiping it clean, he went out.
Didn't talk to her.
He didn't want to talk to her at all if he didn't have to.
Chi Huan had no choice but to wear clothes.
She picked up the bath towel, wrapped it in it, got up and went to the cloakroom.
After changing clothes and coming out, you can hear the movement in the kitchen. The knife falls on the chopping board, and even the force is very rhythmic.
Chi Huan stood in the living room for a while without leaving. He opened the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room and walked to the balcony.
It's about ten o'clock in the morning now.
She raised her face slightly and looked at the gray sky.
Winter in Lancheng is always so gloomy and heavy.
Because the heating was on indoors, Chi Huan only wore a gray crew-neck sweater, but it was warm indoors, but not so warm outdoors. By the time the man prepared the meal and found her, her whole body had been blown into popsicles.
As soon as Mo Shiqian touched her hand, he immediately became angry.
His fingers clasped her arm and pulled her two steps inside, then threw her directly in.
The whole apartment shook as he closed the door.
"Chi Huan," his handsome face was tense, there were even signs of jumping veins on his forehead, and his extremely low voice was extremely gloomy, "If you don't break up now, you are starting to change your ways. Trouble me?"
On such a cold day, she just wore that one piece and stood outside to blow the cold wind.
Do you really want to tease yourself out of trouble
Chi Huan was stunned by him and didn't react. She didn't understand the reason for his sudden anger.
She just wanted to go to the balcony to get some air. She had too many things on her mind and was depressed, so she was so lost in thought that she forgot about time. Her nerve endings were all in a dull state, and she couldn't remember anything about being cold or not.