President Sony Ericsson: Woman, you are mine

Chapter 102 Dirty His Bed
Sitting in the car going back, Dongfang Chen tore off Xia Zimo's little coat.

I saw red marks not only on her neck, but also on her chain bones and shoulders.

There is also a faint scent of cologne for men.

Dongfang Chen was going crazy with anger, Xia Zimo hung his head and dared not speak.

"Stupid woman, you can't shout, you can't be so stupid, just stand there and let him invade you, how stupid are you, you can't resist, or are you voluntary at all?!"

Dongfang Chen pinched her chin and forced her to look up, "Say, why did he still kiss you and touch you?"

Xia Zimo didn't speak, trying to hold back tears.

Dongfang Chen pinched her very hard, but finally let go of her hand, Zhuan Er wiped the marks on her body with his hands, rubbing hard, as if to wipe off a layer of her skin.

Xia Zimo was in pain, her exposed skin was rubbed red by him, she didn't dare to make a sound in pain, her tears were so full that she couldn't suck them in, she shed them by herself.

Dongfang Chen is obsessed with cleanliness. She knows that no one is allowed to touch the things he has used.

So now he thinks she is dirty.

"Xia Zixuan, bastard, I can't kill him!"

Xia Zimo didn't dare to speak. If she spoke, it would only make Dongfang Chen more angry.

The driver in front and Butler Lan lowered their heads, not daring to make a sound or turn their heads.

"Cry, cry, cry, you know how to cry, why don't you beat that bastard Xia Zixuan!"

Looking at her pink lips, Dongfang Chen stroked them with his fingers: "Has he kissed her here too?"

Before Xia Zimo could answer, he began to wipe with great force, and wiped off all the lip balm on her lips.

When he returned to the castle, he threw her directly into the hot spring pool.

Dongfang Chen personally took the towel and shower gel, and brushed Xia Zimo up and down.

That posture really wanted to take a brush to brush it.

After washing countless times, Xia Zimo finally couldn't help crying loudly.

The skin all over her body was rubbed red and swollen.

Dongfang Chen carried Xia Zimo, who was wet all over, back to the hall, and put it on the sofa, while the maid hurriedly delivered the dry hair.

Dongfang Chen, who brushed her up and down viciously just now, is now wiping her hair with a towel.

Give her a blow after wiping.

Xia Zimo was tired from crying, and stared at the ceiling with blank eyes.

Thinking of the way Dongfang Chen chased and beat her last time, trying to strangle her to death, he was obviously much gentler this time.

But Dongfang Chen like this still exudes a kind of cold air all over his body, which is so overwhelming that even Butler Lan stands far away.

"Master, lunch is ready, let's eat first, Miss Xia must be hungry too," Butler Lan came over and asked cautiously.

Xia Zimo was too hungry, she was no longer hungry.

It was past three o'clock in the afternoon to clean her up.

There was still some slightly wet hair stuck to her clean face, her lips were rubbed red and swollen, and her eyes, which had been crying, were still foggy, and the waves were flowing like crystals.

Dongfang Chen watched, finally sighed with distress, kissed her eyes, and said softly: "Get up and eat."

She shook her head, not wanting to eat.

"Make her some millet porridge."

After the porridge was ready, Dongfang Chen forced Xia Zimo to drink a bowl.

Xia Zimo was dizzy all over, and went back to sleep after eating.

So tired, so painful.

This time I slept until it was dark and didn't get up.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Lan Yin ordered people to prepare dinner.

Dongfang Chen went upstairs to call Xia Zimo, seeing that she was sleeping soundly, he couldn't bear to wake her up, and carried her to his room to sleep.

Then Dongfang Chen went downstairs to eat something in a hurry, and went up to accompany her.

Touching her red and swollen lips with his fingertips, he knew that Xia Zimo couldn't be blamed. This woman is so weak, how can she resist.

Dongfang Chen didn't dare to imagine, if he hadn't waited impatiently and went to find her, he couldn't imagine what would happen.

Dongfang Chen clenched his fists tightly again. Whoever dares to bully his woman in the future, he will definitely spare no effort to kill him!
Kiss her long eyelashes, kiss her red and swollen lips, as soft as comfort.

Dongfang Chen turned off the lights early and fell asleep with her in his arms.

In fact, Xia Zimo didn't sleep soundly, she felt pain in her dream.

She couldn't tell whether it was the pain from scratching the skin or the pain somewhere on her body.

Xia Zimo is still having a nightmare. In the dream, her father points to the birds in the sky and tells her to fly freely, and her father will stand there and wait for her.

But when she flew back, Dad's body no longer had the temperature of Sihao. No matter how she cried or how she called, Dad was always lying there, ignoring her.

Then there was the sound of an ambulance, which she had heard countless times in the past two years, the most painful and frightening sound.

The mother was lying on the hospital bed. She knelt on the ground and begged her uncle. The uncle stayed in the room, and the door was tightly closed. No matter how much she cried or begged, the door was closed.

Aunt, cousin, cousin, and many relatives who have loved her, all looked at her with cold eyes and mockingly.

Then one document after another was thrown in front of her and asked her to sign. If she didn't sign, her mother would die in pain because she had no money for medical treatment.

When the princess became Cinderella and was trampled into the dust, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't bloom in the dust.

In the dream, there was a man who fell from the sky like a prince charming, kissed her hand, and said he would treat her well.

In the dream, Xia Zimo felt palpitations, did her prince really appear?
He kissed her, hugged her, his beautiful black eyes were full of doting.

Just when Xia Zimo missed the warmth of his embrace, the scene changed.

The prince turned into a demon with blood-red eyes, and wanted to strangle her to death.

Fragments of memory kept emerging, and Xia Zimo seemed to be sucked into a dark vortex. If she stopped struggling, she would suck in deeper and deeper.

All night, Xia Zimo was struggling and inhaling, and fell asleep until dawn.

Dongfang Chen got up at seven o'clock in the morning, went out for a run and came back, and saw that the woman was still sleeping.

"Mo Mo, wake up," she didn't wake up after calling twice.

In Dongfang Chen's eyes, there was a fond and soft smile, he hugged Xia Zimo's body, and pulled her over.

I found her eyelashes trembling, as if she was having a nightmare.

Dongfang Chen hurriedly woke her up: "Xia Zimo, Xia Zimo, wake up, wake up quickly."

When I touched her, it seemed very hot, like a fever.

"Mo Mo, wake up quickly."

Xia Zimo was shaken awake, opened her eyes slightly, and said: "It hurts, I hurt," tears welled up as she spoke.

Dongfang Chen felt very distressed, hugged her body, saw a red bloodstain on the bed, and immediately knew why she was in pain.

Physical pain.

The woman has come to be a big aunt.

Damn, dirty his bed again.

Dongfang Chen asked Lan Yin to find a female doctor.

Xia Zimo had a physical pain and had a fever again. The female doctor came to check it out. She didn't recommend hanging water. She gave her two vitamins and told her to drink more water and keep warm.

"This woman is in such poor health," Dongfang Chen muttered.

"Master," Lan Butler opened his mouth, thinking that it might be his appearance yesterday, which frightened Miss Xia, but he didn't dare to say it after thinking about it for a while.

(End of this chapter)