Chapter 202

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

Take Rino back to the bed, turn around, take the medicine box, dip in the hot towel again, return to the bed, but see her again is the same posture in the detention room, the whole person curled up like a hedgehog. Raising her hand, she just lifted the hair falling in front of her eyes, and another red look came -

for the first time, she felt a strong ferocity on a woman, like a sharp and incomparable sword, with sharp edges scattered from her bones. Inexplicably, his heart quivered and his hands stopped in the air:

"don't be afraid, I just I want to wipe your face! "

As he said this, Feng Yimo's movements were delayed. He was afraid to frighten her. He approached her a little bit and tested her. He wiped her dirty little face lightly. Then, the red and swollen cheek on one side and the bruise on the corner of her lips were reflected. In a moment, Feng Yimo's hand behind her head was tightly clenched into a fist, which made her faint and blue.

Take the comb and comb her hair for her. It's only when it's closed to the desert that she feels frightened. From the sight of her, she almost maintains such a curled up posture, not moving or talking, her eyes are either listless or just like that, ferociously trying to fight with others.

He felt that there was something wrong with her. Slowly, he stroked her cheek: "Xiaoli, look at me, do you know me? Talk to me, will you? "

As soon as his voice fell, Rino shook her head away from his grip, curled up and went back. Her eyes were blank, and she didn't know what she was thinking. Her knees were still shrinking in. A wide men's suit almost submerged her whole body!

She's not going to freak out, is she?

Heart, suddenly flustered up.

Just want to say something, inadvertently saw her curled up feet, pantyhose or broken on the body, got up, Feng Yimo turned around to take the pajamas first, and also carried the medicine box.

But when his hand touched the suit, Rino's fierce eyes glared again, and his lips began to hiss again. At the same time, his small hand held the suit tightly.

That's how it feels. She's not in general. If she is not close to her, she will be quiet as if she does not exist. As long as she is close to her, no matter what she does, her reaction will be like a wounded animal seeing the enemy. In an instant, it will be a tense state of fighting. Her eyes seem to be distracted, and her reaction, like - habitual conditioned reflex!

Isn't she frightened? She's been through too much of this? Instinctively self-protection?

Suddenly, Feng Yimo was shocked.

Yes, today's scene, for ordinary women, not long ago cry into tears? Why is she so calm? That shocking moment, even when he looked at it, he was afraid of trembling. It was not a turbulent time. How could she -?

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

Next time, he stroked her hair. This time, instead of forcibly pulling her clothes, Feng Yimo slowed down her voice and tried to pull her back from her lost dream:

"we're home! Your clothes are dirty. You need to change them Ap Jie Lop! I'll change it for you and clean up the wound, OK? I will not hurt you... "

Every time she said that, Feng Yimo paid attention to her reaction, and then tested it. Finally, she took off her suit, helped her take off her coat and put on her nightgown.

Looking at her white arm and neck, there were many pinching marks, and some wounds that seemed to be beaten by a whip. The blood was stained, and they began to dry up. Suddenly, he thought that when he went in, the man was pressing on her, holding the belt in his hand, and the deep eyes suddenly filled with sinister storms:

the beast!

Carefully, Feng Yimo's mood has reached the edge of the outbreak.

Dipped in a wet towel, he pulled up her arm again, helped her wipe the blood stain on it, cleaned it, disinfected it, wiped some medicine, the wound area was large, I was afraid that it would hurt if it was rubbed, and also helped her stick some gauze, but from the beginning to the end, except for the occasional slight hum, she didn't shed a tear, and didn't cry out a word of pain.

After cleaning her up, Feng Yimo got up and just wanted to change a towel. Suddenly there was a soft voice like "give it to me!" behind her

"What?"

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

Slowly lifting his eyes, Rino suddenly said seriously: "divorce book! Give it to me! "

Unexpectedly, he opened his mouth, actually these three words. When he was happy, he suddenly pulled his heart, unconsciously, sealing Yimo had tightened his lips.

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

Suddenly grabbing his clothes, Rino went crazy: did he really let her go to the hostess, or did he let her go to the hostess?

The pain of her body made her regain consciousness, but the whole person was too excited to control herself:

"Feng Yimo, you are a bastard! Beast! Beast! Metamorphosis! Even if you hate me, if you don't treat me as a person, we've been together somehow, and I've taken care of grandma for you, haven't I? No credit, I don't even have hard work? You don't even care about love. How can you let me be spoiled by an ugly monster with a stinking body? Ha ha, you are really cruel and cold-blooded! I hate you! Hate you! Don't you have a habit of cleanliness? Don't you think I'm dirty? Divorce papers, you give me divorce papers! "

Pulling at him, like Rino's little wild cat, he grabbed and beat the string that had been tight all of a sudden seemed to be broken, trembling all over, tears like rain.

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

for half a day, I saw him unresponsive, and didn't answer. Rino was angry and anxious, but he was obviously a slap in the face. In a moment, the whole person had been unable to sit on the bed, his face was full of tears.

All of a sudden, he tightened his arm, and Feng Yimo held her in his arms: "I'm sorry!"

This time, it's his fault!

"I don't want to be sorry. What's the use of being sorry? I hate these three words most! I want a divorce! You give it to me, give it to me! "

Taking hold of his clothes, Reno got excited again.

The pain in her body is nothing to her at all, but what happened last night and just now is the deepest scar in her heart. Every time, she is determined to die, almost thinking she is going to die!

Such a situation, she did experience more than once, is the most terrible nightmare in her heart, every time, it's like going through a hell!

I didn't expect that in three years, the old story will be repeated -