Back Then, I Adored You

That piece of bruise was not what he left last night with her passion.

That piece of bruise should be something like a stick like a stick.

From the perspective of the recovery of bruises, it should be a few days.

Qin Jiayan stared straight at the bruises until Su was struggling again, trying to escape from his palm, and he jerked back to God, then raised his hand and pulled the zipper of her skirt away. Her rebellion, opened her clothes and looked at her body.

Didn't turn on the lights in the bedroom last night, he was immersed in such passion, and did not carefully observe her body.

Today, as far as this is concerned, he discovered that almost every skin on her white back is intact, deep bruises, shallow bruises, and uneven scars...

Qin Jiayan thought that she had seen her being abused by Lin Mo twice, and she suddenly became clear.

These injuries on her were all given by her husband.

Her husband is so against her, she actually did not think about divorce!

Qin Jiayan did not know whether he was distressed or angry. His reason almost disappeared. His eyes stared at the scars on her for a while, and suddenly he gnashed his teeth and said: "Live it!"

His two words, the stimulating Su Qing body trembled a little, then turned his head and fixedly looked at him.

In response to her gaze, Qin Jiayan opened the mouth with clear and sharp words: "I said that you are married to the rich for money, but the result is that your husband is a domestic violence every day, deserve it!"

She couldn't understand what he said, and the eyes stared at him for a long time, and then the dark pupils shivered gently.

He thought she would cry, or anger, but the mood in her eyes was not fully revealed, and she lowered her head and avoided his sight.

She stood quietly in front of him. He thought she should cry silently, but whoever knew it was about five minutes, she pulled back the wrist he had loosened and took a step back. Pulling the zipper of his skirt, and saying nothing, he turned and left.

The door was opened and closed. In the big house, only Qin Jiayan was left alone. He was like a sculpture. He stood still for a long time and did not respond.

......

After an hour of leaving the Soviet Union, Qin Jiayan’s cell phone rang.

After hanging up, he did not return to the master bedroom and went straight to the company.

I was busy all afternoon, and when I was free, it was six o'clock in the evening.

He didn't have any entertainment tonight. He received a call from his mother and called him to his brother-in-law and his sister's house to eat. Although he didn't have much mood, he didn't want to go back to his home. He still agreed.

In the evening, I naturally stayed at my brother-in-law's house. I received an assistant phone call the next morning, saying that there were temporary arrangements and I needed a business trip.

Even the company did not go, Qin Jiayan got up and washed, and went straight to the airport.

It’s been five days after the business trip.

When I got off the plane, it was 8:00 pm. When the driver picked him up, he asked him, "Where?"

He sat in the back seat and stared at the night scene of Beijing City for a long time, saying: "Ya Yuan."

He didn't like other people to touch his own things, so he didn't ask for an hour to work. When he got home, he made some food first, then took a shower, took a new sheet and was covered by a cover, and placed the quilt aside. On the sofa, when I reached out and pulled the sheets, I saw a small piece of red in the center of the sheets.