Chapter 2209

After taking a bath and changing her pajamas, she lay in bed and fell asleep. He didn't even know when the man came.

Night, deep.

Fu Sichao looked at the woman on the bed. Her face was as pale as no blood.

Even in sleep, it seems that there is something uneasy, eyebrows tightly frown, there is a trace of tears in the corner of the eye.

Lu AI Xi sleeps deeply and falls into a dream completely. After a long time, she feels that someone is touching her.

Trembling opened her eyes and saw the handsome face of the man, she felt a little uncomfortable.

When the man left her lips and tried to kiss her elsewhere, she couldn't help saying, "don't you hate me? Don't you feel sick when you touch me like this

If she were him, she would not even touch him.

The man's hand grabbed her jaw, squeezed it hard, and said with a sarcastic smile, "do you know you're disgusted? But let you be my woman. If I don't touch you, who do you want to touch? "

Lu AI Xi stopped and turned his head to one side. No matter when, he could always say such hurtful words to stimulate her.

The man continued to go down, Lu AI Xi frowned, but could only bear it deeply.

Do not know how long, the man finally left her, Lu AI Xi silent tears.

She really doesn't like this kind of life, but why does she live like this?

As before, even if the wandering heart has no place to shoot, it is better to stay here suffering.

When the man fell asleep completely, she got up and got out of bed quietly. She left the bedroom barefoot and came to the studio.

She likes to shut herself up in a room, dark and dreary, but there is no one else, no one to point at her, no one to laugh at, no one to make noise.

She can be completely immersed in her own world, constantly painting, non-stop painting.

Fu Sichao turned over and reached out to take the woman beside him into his arms, but he suddenly threw himself into the air, and he also woke up.

Open eyes to see the position next to the eye, where empty, where has her figure?

He immediately sat up from the bed, his eyes looking around, there seemed to be no one in the bedroom, and he tightened his brows.

Where the hell did she go?

Fu Si Chao suddenly got angry and got out of bed and strode out of the bedroom.

Without thinking about it, he went directly to the door of the studio, unscrewed the door of the studio and pushed it in. In the gloomy studio, only a dim yellow light was turned on.

The girl in a nightdress, with seaweed like hair, sits quietly in front of the drawing board, holding a brush in her hand and drawing something.

Even if he opened the door, such a big movement did not affect her at all. She seemed to be completely immersed in her own world, and any external sound and movement had nothing to do with her.

"What are you doing here?" The man suddenly made a voice, but did not call back her half spirit.

He had no choice but to stride in and take off the brush in her hand, so that she finally woke up and looked up at him.

"Who told you to stay up in the middle of the night and come here to paint. What can you do if you don't have enough rest and hurt my child? Do you think you are the same as you used to be, and you can do whatever you want without any control? Now go back to bed and go to bed

The man pointed in the direction of the bedroom, and his angry face was a little frightening.