Chapter 281 hug me

Before long, the man pushed the door in, black eyes looked at her and said, "sleep."

She went to the big bed in silence, slowly got into the quilt and turned her back to him.

Before long, she could feel a powerful arm resting on her waist, holding her firmly in her arms.

But this night, he tried harder than ever, as if to crush her bones.

Both of them were silent for a long time. After all, Zhao Siqing could not rest assured of his injury. He whispered, "you Go to the hospital... "

The man sneered and said, "is it better if I die?"

Zhao Siqing was silent and did not speak again.

He gently kisses her auricle and whispers, "next time, I will let Yang Jingqiu and Nalan feel pain wherever you ache. If you dare to die, I will let them bury you!"

She turned and looked at him, her lips trembling and her eyes turning red

His eyes were deep and he stared at her for a long time.

After a while, he gently kissed her lips and whispered, "isn't it good to be with me?"

She chuckled and said softly, "divorce, why not torture each other?"

"Oh, torture each other." The man sneered, and his eyes were hurt.

He pinched her chin and kissed her lips. He tore open her lapel with big hands and demanded her again and again

*After reading the documents on Huo Jingchen's side, she was afraid that she would not sleep well, so she simply laid down on the floor with her arms on her pillow.

But before long, he was confused to hear a strong sob.

Huo Jingchen screwed his brow and hurriedly stood up to look at the woman on the bed. Under the soft light, her face was a little white, and she bit the lip tightly, almost biting the blood, but she was still trying to resist saying: "Qing Qing?"

Zhao Siqing didn't respond, as if he was still immersed in a nightmare.

Huo Jingchen sat down beside the bed, grabbed her small hand and whispered, "wake up."

Zhao Siqing's eyelashes trembled, slowly opened his eyes, and there was a thin mist of water on his eyelashes.

From slowly sat up, face white, full of tears, the whole person is a little lost.

Huo Jingchen frowned at her appearance, raised his hand to wipe the tears on her face, and whispered, "it's OK, don't be afraid."

A drop of tears rolled down again. Zhao Siqing was in a trance and raised his hand to touch his cheek.

She actually And cried again?

She is afraid of pain, not so strong, but also does not love to cry.

She didn't seem to cry in her dream, but why did she wake up with tears on her face?

Oh yes, she's dreaming again

It's still the dream of the first half of the night

Zhao Siqing only thought it was absurd. The feeling of suffocation and powerlessness in his dream was constantly aching his heart.

Seeing her stupefied, Huo Jingchen said softly, "I'll wash a towel and pour you a glass of water."

When he got up, Zhao Siqing reached for him.

Huo Jingchen looked at the small hand that fell on his arm, turned his head to look at her, eyes deep.

Zhao Siqing's throat was a little hoarse. She looked at him and said softly, "have you just left?"

"No." Huo Jingchen said in a deep voice.

Zhao Siqing saw a pillow on the quilt on the floor, and knew that he should have been here with her all the time.

"Isn't the floor cold?" She asked softly.

Huo Jingchen's black eyes looked at her directly, but this time he didn't make a sound.

She lowered her eyes, her lashes quivered, and said softly, "will you hold me?" \