The army commander takes love, and the warm wife is poisonous

Opening her eyes in a daze, she only felt that there was a burst of pain somewhere on her body.

It was still the bedroom she was most familiar with, the sunlight she was most familiar with, and it was even similar to the scene when she woke up every morning, so much so that she even had an illusion.

She frowned and wanted to get up, but when she felt the pain in her body, where was the pain, her whole face was wrinkled.

She remembered that she only hurt her own hand, but why was it such a **** pain?

She raised her wrist, the white bandages had wrapped her wrist layer by layer, she slowly laughed, did Feng Jue do something to her body?

The position on the chest is just below the right side of the collarbone. The pain in that piece of breast almost surpassed her wrist. She wanted to look down at her injury, but her long hair was let out like this, and her right hand was also hurt. , and even if she tried to push her hair away with her left hand, she still couldn't bow her head.

The clothes on her body have already been changed, it is a silk nightgown worn in autumn, the wind is definitely not here.

Thinking of this person, Su Yan closed her eyes, her emotions were very complicated, she was not here, she breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time felt... very lost.

Biting her lip, it doesn't matter, after all, she is a man she loved deeply, and there is no such thing as letting go so soon, time, she just needs time.

Su Yan struggled to get off the bed, because what she cares most about now is her wounds, this strange feeling reminded her of the eerie feeling of seeing Ziwei being stabbed by Nanny Rong when she was a child.

Without even looking for her shoes, she walked into the bathroom with bare ankles.

There was a big mirror inside. She walked barefoot in front of her and looked at herself inside. Her long hair was scattered, her face was pale, and even her eyes were empty.

Gently move your head, let the hair go to the back of your shoulder along the momentum, then stand up straight again, and use your left hand to push the clothes on your right shoulder.

Her eyes suddenly opened to the maximum, and her whole body was so stiff that she couldn't move... What is this?

"Su Yan, why did you come here?" An angry and dissatisfied voice suddenly sounded behind her, and Su Yan was even shocked.

Without turning around, she looked up and saw the beige man who suddenly appeared in the mirror, but even such a mild color could not reduce his indifference at all.

Her body stiffened instinctively.

Su Yan just stared blankly at her chest, and there was even an uncontrollable tremor in her voice, "Feng Jue... what is this?"

Is he crazy?What did he do to her?

He glanced at the disbelief on her face, walked over and hugged her, and answered her question by the way, "Well, this is my mark."

mark.

She didn't know what this mark meant. She saw a black tattoo in the mirror, not too big or too small, entrenched on her chest.

It was a totem-like pattern. She had seen similar totems in some irrelevant books explaining the cultures of various places. It was probably a symbol of a big family.

She didn't know it, and hadn't seen it.

Her left hand held Feng Jue's clothes tightly, "Why? Feng Jue, why did you leave this kind of thing on me?"

"I said, this is my mark." His voice was so indifferent that no emotion could be heard, "Remind you, and remind everyone, that you are my woman."

After saying this, he put her on the bed.

The curtains were opened, and all the warm eyes came in and fell on her body, but she only felt that her whole body was covered with uncontrollable cold.

what is this?What does he want to do?Looking at the man in front of her, she couldn't even ask a question.

Under the sun, her originally pale face became almost transparent, very weak and thin.

She couldn't accept what was happening in front of her, and her whole mind seemed to explode. She felt very sad and shocked, and she felt that he had never been so terrible.

He forced her to almost kill him, but now he left his mark on her body.

He said now that she was his woman.

Ha ha.

Su Yan looked into his eyes, obviously her whole body showed a kind of weakness caused by excessive blood loss and body pain, but there was an inexplicable almost paranoid stubbornness in her eyes.

"Feng Jue, let me tell you, I used to be your woman because I loved you, but from now on, oh no, it should be from yesterday evening, I am no longer."

"Have you forgotten what I said, I don't like you anymore."

Then she saw Feng Jue's face was calm, as if she had expected her to say such words, and he didn't care at all.

If he doesn't care, what is he doing now?

To avenge Gong Ziyi, or to avenge her "betrayal"?Or, it was for Jian Lan's revenge.

She was in pain, her heart was in pain, and every corner of her body was in pain.

She should calm down, but she couldn't calm down, his indifference, his heartlessness in the school grounds before, made her heart fall into the cold abyss long ago.

She knew that she fell into his hands again, just like the first time. The difference was that at that time, she only needed to protect herself, but now she loved him.

She has nothing left, she wants to protect herself, she wants to leave.

The idea of ​​being so flustered that she was at a loss almost made her lose all reason and judgment, and no matter what she was wearing now, she didn't even wear shoes on her feet, so she got out of bed and wanted to run away.

She will be suffocated, she will fall to a point worse than death, she will leave him, leave him completely, go back to Suzhou or stay in Yemen, wandering all over the world like before, she will also It's not good to stay by his side.

It's a pity that there was too much disparity in strength. She hadn't taken two steps out of bed before she was pinched by his waist and thrown back on the bed.

She fell back onto the big soft bed in one fell swoop, followed closely by the forehead and body of the man pressing on top of her.

"Su Yan, what you hurt is your hand, not your head. You'd better be smart. Do you think you have the ability to escape from my grasp?"

Su Yan bit her lip, stared blankly at the man on her body, and unconsciously grabbed the bed sheet under her body.

She doesn't understand, she really doesn't understand, what exactly does he want to do, and what else does he want to use her for?

"Feng Jue," she tried desperately to regain her voice and reason, "I won't let you use me to threaten Yemen again, and I won't be so stupid as to be your pawn again."

She was kissed, very irritable and furious, and even a murderous kiss. To be more precise, this was not a kiss at all, but a punishment like biting.

"Do you think it counts when you say it?"