The reborn wife is about to turn over

Chapter 42
Yi Nanchen was also taken aback by her suddenly out-of-control sick appearance, the sharp pain on his chin made him instinctively slap his palm mercilessly, smack!
Cuo Cuo was thrown on the bed by him, his face was so hot and painful as if someone was polishing it with a rough sandstone, there was no place on his body that was not free of pain, the pain was so painful that now he couldn't even groan, all his strength was suddenly shattered Pulling it away, she collapsed there limply without any vital signs, only opening a pair of eyes full of despair and emptiness.Yi Nanchen got up and put on his clothes slowly one by one, stretched out his hand to untie the cloth towel for her, there was a purple-red circle around her slender wrist with traces of blood that shocked her, and her brows furrowed indistinctly , too much force.

so what?

He just wants to make her hurt, so that he can understand how heartbroken he is?Perhaps, only pain can engrave his name besides Cheng Feili on her heart.

Patiently opened her bleeding fists one by one, suddenly under the reflection of the light, a golden ring flashed across his eyes, his hands paused, and the coldness in his eyes gradually condensed.ring?
He remembered that Cheng Feili had a ring of the same style on his hand. He said that it was used to propose to her. By wearing it like this, did she mean that she wanted to marry him?
Want to get married?
Hmph, there is no door!
Pulling off the ring rudely, the woman didn't respond at all. He raised his fingers and brushed away the long hair covering her face, and gently wiped away the tears streaming down from the corners of his eyes with his thumb; that movement was extremely gentle; just like everything just now It didn't happen, but now, he is trying his best to comfort his coquettish lover, opening the corner of his mouth and smiling softly: "Silly girl, look, this little face is messed up, it's all because of my brother's too much action." Heavy, but you know that your brother has a bad temper, so why bother to ask for trouble to find happiness with me; you have to remember, if your brother is unhappy, then no one wants to be happy; do you hate me so much now? Hit me with a knife? Hehe, I don’t blame you for having such thoughts, but, good sister, believe me, you are not my opponent.”

He stood up, patted the dust that didn't exist on his body, glanced at the woman lying motionless on the bed, as if dead, he suddenly remembered that she had said that death would not let him succeed, so now she will die?

A chill seeped into her heart, she took a newspaper from the table next to her and threw it in front of her eyes, her voice was cold: "Live well for me, from now on, every inch of your skin belongs to me, if you lose I'll let your little lover, your whole family, and your friends be buried with you, you can try it and see if you can do it."

He pointed to the newspaper again: "This is just the beginning of punishing you for disobedience."

The door was slammed shut, as if cutting off the whole world.

All the sounds entering the room seemed to disappear suddenly in an instant. She just lay quietly, but why did she always feel like something was squeezing her breathing? Could it be that her nose is also swollen, making it so difficult to breathe?
There was only a gloomy confusion in Ning Cuo Cuo's mind, his thoughts seemed to be imprisoned by something, and he couldn't find it.

At this moment, the sky has already dawned, and the morning sun poked its head out from the white clouds, reflecting a brilliant golden outline in the distant weather, like a sneaking child, laughing carefully through the window. Falling on the corner of her eye.

Warm but dazzling, for her, a person whose life is only dark; she slowly raised her little hand, trying to block its light, lovely you, now, my broken body is no longer worthy of your light .The golden yellow mixed with the bright red of the blood turned the palm into a transparent orange, with clear blood vessels criss-crossing, her weak eyes habitually turned to the slender middle finger, and with a bang, she stared blankly at her empty space. Finger, in this very short moment, the blood on her face faded, and she was suddenly at a loss as if she was out of breath, and panic hit her nerves.She turned over every inch of the room like a madman, but still found nothing. She finally knew that she had lost the last bit of thoughts left.

The air in the room was getting thinner and thinner, and she was so oppressed that she was almost out of breath, and she saw the closed windows from the side, yes.It might not be so uncomfortable if you can open the window to get some air, she suddenly thought, wanting to smell the outside.

Moving with difficulty, he found his clothes in the mess, and slowly put them back on his body one by one.

That man's hands were so strong that his clothes were almost torn to pieces.

But it doesn't matter anymore, isn't she being torn to pieces by him now?What he tore apart was not just clothes?
Even her body, her love, her dignity, and her last little delusion have all been shattered...

She didn't know how long she had shed tears. Why was the woman's eyes swollen to the point that there was only a slit left on the glass?
Ugly.

The window was opened, and the fresh morning air mixed with the fragrance of flowers in the garden rushed towards her face. She thought, the air outside is really good!
Looking down, under the messy shelf, two servants are bending over to pick up something on the ground?
Oh, it looks like grapes, is it the one she broke?It turned out that she also broke some things; it was just too far away to see clearly, she thought, could she see better if she stood higher up, so she climbed up step by step while holding on to the window sill tremblingly; When she gets high, she has a sudden desire to fly against the wind; she really wants to know, what is it like to fly?She has stood in a high place and imagined countless times, and it seems that she has flown countless times in her dreams. How much she wants to practice, how much she wants to experience the feeling of flying; maybe this height is just right, and the stone-paved window sill is a bit slippery , part of her bare toes was hanging outside, slowly opened her arms, closed her eyes lightly, just fly like this, just once, just try once, that's all.

The moment she decided to fly, she heard Fei Li laughing at her playful voice, he said: "I'm jealous, I'm not happy anymore, why should my woman serve him and not me? "

"My waist is as thin as noodles and my face is as thin as a pancake because of you. You don't even know that you love me..."

(End of this chapter)