private marriage

Ling Nuanqing's face was wiped clean, and she wanted to get out of Ling Shaocheng's armpit.

He pressed his arm down, Ling Nuanqing hissed, and squatted halfway, Ling Shaocheng's eyes fell on her face.

The corners of her mouth were twitching in pain, and the man grabbed her by the collar.

Can't you speak well if you have something to say?
Now Ling Shaocheng relied on himself as a lunatic, and became even more rampant. Ling Nuanqing almost missed her upper body, stumbled to the bed, and was pushed onto the bed by Ling Shaocheng.

As soon as her body touched the bed, it was as if she was on a nail-board bed, and she was about to get up with her hands.

Ling Shaocheng threw the water glass on the ground and pressed her back to keep her from moving.

"Are you enjoying the beating today?"

"If you were beaten like this, would you be happy?"

Ling Shaocheng put his hand in front of her, trying to unbutton her, but Ling Nuanqing firmly grasped her collar, "I know you want to take revenge on me, don't you? But there are thousands of ways to take revenge, Mr. Ling, Some things don't have to be settled in bed."

"Then where do you think I like to settle?"

Ling Nuanqing's face was covered by the quilt, and she needed to lift her head to breathe. Ling Shaocheng's big palm pressed the back of her head, and she was forced to maintain her original appearance, struggling like a fish out of water.

Ling Shaocheng's hand got under her body, and she refused to let him unbutton it slowly, so he pulled it hard.

Ling Nuanqing's shoulders were exposed, and two obvious red marks were frighteningly swollen. The man got up to get the medicine bottle on the bedside table.

Ling Nuanqing wanted to stand up after she was free, Ling Shaocheng simply sat on her, her waist was almost broken, "What are you doing?"

He dipped his finger in dark green ointment and applied it to Ling Nuanqing's wound. She bit her fist in pain. The man rubbed the swollen place, and every mark was hot. His finger stroked gently, and she Shaking with pain.

"pain?"

"Oh, it doesn't hurt."

The mouth was stiff, "I don't know if your body is hard or not."

Ling Shaocheng poked her wound with his finger, Ling Nuanqing almost screamed, "If you don't bring me here, I've already gone to the hospital, the doctor can handle it better than you."

"Then if the doctor asks you where the injuries on your body come from, how do you answer? Domestic violence? The hospital might call the police for you directly."

Ling Nuanqing felt that this posture was too humiliating, and wished to overthrow Ling Shaocheng.

The man leaned down, leaned close to her ear and said, "I know, you will definitely say that I did it when the time comes. After all, you hurt me once, and the second or third time is nothing."

"Ling Shaocheng, I suspect that you are not crazy."

But as soon as the words were spoken, Ling Nuanqing regretted it.After all, she saw Ling Shaocheng's crazy appearance with her own eyes. Isn't that scene shocking and realistic enough?
So much so that whenever Ling Nuanqing thinks about it, she actually feels heartache.

"If I'm not crazy, how else would you think of a way to deal with me? If you miss one blow, do you have any back tricks?"

Most of her injuries were on her arms, Ling Shaocheng pulled her arms behind her, pushed her sleeves up, her shoulders were half exposed, this scene had to be seen by others, it would be strange not to have some messy thoughts.

"I don't have a backup."

"Ling Nuanqing, every time I take medicine now, I hate you more. It turns out that you knew I was sick early in the morning, and even changed my medicine."

These are all admitted by her, and she can't be wrong.

Ling Nuanqing stared at one place, her body numb from the pain, "Don't you know how sick you are?"

Ling Shaocheng didn't answer her immediately, he bent down again, almost touching her back. "Run out today to meet me by chance, and who ordered you?"

Every step she takes now, in his opinion, is full of scheming.

"Yes, someone asked me to come, so you'd better let me go quickly."

"Who asked you to come? I have nothing now, what else is worth their coveting?"

Ling Nuanqing clenched her teeth, turned her head back to look at him with difficulty, "Didn't you not know me when I wanted you to save me? Why did you call my name so clearly now?"

From Ling Shaocheng's ears, every word of Ling Nuanqing was full of traps, so could it be that he just wanted to say that he wasn't crazy at all?

Those people are now struggling, contradicting themselves, and finally got what they wanted, but now they are doing everything possible to prove that he is a normal person.

As for Ling Nuanqing, she automatically acts as this pawn, and she should also wish that he is normal now, and then she can send him to prison, and it is best never to have a chance to stand up.

"Isn't that what neuropathy is like? Sometimes you are sober, sometimes you are confused. I recognize you now, and I might strangle you to death in the next second."

In the adjacent suite.

Ye Shengjing sat inside with a microphone on his ear, and what Ling Shaocheng said was heard by him and recorded at the same time.

But this string is all nonsense, and none of it can be used.

He changed his sitting position, crossed his long legs, looked out of the window, and continued to hear the conversation between the two.

"Can you let me go?" Ling Nuanqing was really uncomfortable lying there.

Ling Shaocheng wiped every scar on her body, he straightened up, picked up his phone and asked her. "Want to hear some music?"

Ling Nuanqing hurriedly got up, she looked disheveled, she quickly pulled her clothes up her shoulders.

Ling Shaocheng swiped his fingers on the screen twice, and he didn't know what software was opened. Ye Shengjing in the next room hurriedly took off the receiver, and there was a buzzing and tingling sensation in his eardrums. He covered his ears with his hands, and couldn't recover for a long time.

Ling Shaocheng put away the phone, leaned over suddenly, and pressed his thin lips to Ling Nuanqing's earlobe. "So what if I'm crazy, so what if I'm not? Even if I tell you I'm not sick, will you believe me?"

Ling Nuanqing vaguely heard some crackling sound, as if there was something wrong with the signal somewhere.

Her arm was grabbed by Ling Shaocheng, Ling Nuanqing followed him out, she thought he was going to throw her outside, so she didn't struggle at all.

However, Ling Shaocheng dragged her to the corridor, and he went to the next room, raised his hand and pressed the doorbell.

Ling Nuanqing didn't know why, so she struggled twice, "What are you doing? Let go!"

Ling Shaocheng had a stern face, and kept pressing the doorbell with his hand. Ling Nuanqing heard footsteps coming from inside.

When the man reached the door, he seemed to pause, and then the door was pulled open.

She looked closely, and it was Ye Shengjing who appeared.

Ling Shaocheng picked her up and pushed her towards Ye Shengjing, "Your woman is too unruly and likes to break into other people's rooms. If Young Master Ye comes out to have a room with her, you have to tell her the room number clearly. If the wrong person sleeps, who can tell?"