Flash marriage president is too dominant

Driving the car, Feng Yimo stepped on the accelerator all the way back to Baimo garden.

Take Li Nuo back to the bed and turn around. He took the medicine box, dipped it in a hot towel and returned to the bed. However, he saw that she was in the same position in the detention room. The whole person curled up like a hedgehog. Raising her hand, she just lifted the falling hair in front of her eyes, and another scarlet look shot at her——

For the first time, I felt a strong ferocity on a woman, like a sharp sword, with a fierce awn scattered from her bones. Inexplicably, his heart trembled and his hand stopped in the air:

"Don't be afraid, I just... Want to wipe your face!"

With that, Feng Yimo's actions were delayed. Afraid of startling her, he approached her little by little and tried to wipe out her dirty little face gently. Then, there was the bruise on one side of her red and swollen cheek and the corner of her lips. In a moment, Feng Yimo's hand behind her head was tightly clenched into a fist, faintly, and his veins jumped violently.

Holding the comb, I helped her comb her hair, and Feng Yimo was surprised. From seeing her, she almost maintained such a curled posture, did not move or speak, and her eyes were either dull and absent-minded, or just like that, she seemed to want to fight with people.

He always felt something was wrong with her. Slowly, he stroked her cheek: "look at me, little pear. Do you still know me? Talk to me, will you? "

As soon as his voice fell, Rino shook her head out of his grip, curled up and went back, staring blankly. She didn't know what she was thinking, and her knees shrank in. A wide men's suit almost drowned her whole body!

She's not scared, is she?

Heart, suddenly flustered up.

Just about to say something, I inadvertently saw her curled up little feet, her pantyhose was still broken, strangled on her body, got up, Feng Yimo turned around to get her pajamas first, and brought the medicine box at the same time.

But his hand just touched the suit, moved, Rino's fierce eyes stared again, and the pursed lips hissed again. At the same time, his small hand also held the clothes tightly.

This just feels that she is not generally wrong. If you don't get close to her, she quietly seems to be nonexistent. As long as you get close to her, no matter what you do, her reaction is like a wounded little beast. When you see the enemy, it is a tense state to fight. Her eyes seem to be lax, and her reaction is like -- habitual conditioned reflex!

Isn't it because she was frightened? Has she experienced too many such things? Instinctively protect yourself?

Feng Yimo was startled by the sudden cognition.

Yes, today's scene, for ordinary women, did not cry long ago? Why is she so calm? At that shocking moment, even he looked trembling. It was not a troubled world. How could she --?

Sitting down, Feng Yimo held her tightly in his arms: "little pear?"

He stroked her hair. This time, Feng Yimo didn't forcibly pull her clothes, but slowed down his voice and wanted to pull her back from her lost dream:

"We're home! Your clothes are dirty. You should change them... Don't be afraid! I'll change it for you and clean up the wound, okay? I'll be gentle, and I won't hurt you... "

Every time he said a word, Feng Yimo noticed her reaction, then tried, and finally took off her suit a little bit, helped her take off her coat and put on her nightgown.

Looking at her thin white arms and neck, there were many pinch marks, and some wounds seemed to be beaten by a whip. They were stained with blood and began to dry up. Suddenly, he thought that when he went in, the man pressed on her with a belt in his hand, and his deep eyes suddenly burst into layers of vicious storms:

That beast!

He moved carefully, and Feng Yimo's mood had been manic to the edge of outbreak.

Dipped in a wet towel, he pulled up her arm again, wiped the blood stain on her little by little, cleaned it, disinfected her, wiped some medicine, the wound area was large, and he was afraid of rubbing it to hurt. He also pasted some gauze for her, but from beginning to end, in addition to occasionally humming, she didn't shed a tear and didn't shout a word of pain.

Help her clean up. Feng Yimo just got up. He just wanted to change a towel. Suddenly, a low soft voice came from behind: "give it to me!"

"What?"

In a moment of excitement, he sat back: "little pear?"

Slowly raised her eyes, Li Nuo suddenly said seriously, "divorce certificate! Give it to me! "

Unexpectedly, when he opened his mouth, it was these three words. When he was happy, his heart suddenly pulled. Unconsciously, Feng Yimo had already tightened his lips.

The next second, Rino's reiterated voice raised several scales: "divorce certificate! Give it to me! I want to divorce you! Divorce! Divorce! You give to me. Give it to me! "

Suddenly he grabbed his clothes, and Rino went crazy: did he really let her go to the escort business, or was he a lusty ghost who couldn't understand a person's words?

The pain in her body brought her back to consciousness, but the whole person was too excited to control herself:

"Feng Yimo, you are an asshole! Animals! Beast! Pervert! Even if you hate me and you don't treat me as a person, we've been together at least. Have I taken care of grandma for you? Without credit, I don't even have pain? You don't even think about love at all. You let me be spoiled by an ugly man with body odor? Hehe, you are really cruel and cold-blooded! I hate you! I hate you! Aren't you a cleanliness freak? Don't you think I'm dirty? Divorce certificate, you give me the divorce certificate! "

Pulling him, like a little wild cat, Li Nuo zapo scratched and hit. The string that had been tight suddenly seemed to be broken, trembling all over and crying like rain.

"You give it to me, give it to me -"

For a long time, he didn't respond and didn't answer. Li Nuo was angry and anxious, but he was obviously afraid of a slap. In a moment, the whole person had been powerless sitting on the bed, and his little face was full of embarrassed tears.

Suddenly he tightened his arm and Feng Yimo held her in his arms: "I'm sorry!"

This time, it was his mistake!

"I don't want 'sorry', what's the use of being sorry? I hate these three words! I want a divorce! Give it to me, give it to me! "

Holding his clothes, Rino was excited again.

The pain on her body is nothing to her at all, but what happened last night and just now is the deepest scar in her heart. Often, she is determined to die. She almost thought she was going to die!

She has experienced this situation more than once, which is the most terrible nightmare in her heart. Every time, she is in deep water, like walking through hell!

Unexpectedly, three years later, the old story will repeat itself——