After the flash marriage, Mr. Jiu, your wife seduced Li Wanyi and Song Yubai

Song Yubai did not go in directly, but stood at the door and knocked tentatively on the bathroom door, asking for Li Wanyi's opinion, "Honey, can I go in?"

The sound of water flowing was loud, but the people inside didn't know whether they didn't hear it or they were intoxicated in their own world and didn't respond.

Song Yubai stood at the door and waited for another five minutes, then slowly said, "Honey, I'm going in."

He gently turned the door handle, and the moment he opened the door, his heart trembled. The porcelain white body had been turned red by her rubbing, and the pinch marks on his body were even more horrifying.

All the scenes that he didn't dare to think about came to mind. She struggled desperately and resisted the aggression of the attacker. Every second was torture.

Li Wanyi kept rubbing it, but she couldn't get it off. She even wanted to peel off the layer of skin.

The ugly corners of that man's mouth were all that could be seen in his mind, just like the bruises on his body that could not dissipate for a long time.

Her soul seemed to have stepped into an abyss, falling to pieces.

Even though she was used to seeing too many bloody scenes, it was just a nod to murder.

But the animal-like behavior of those two men was more of a torture to the soul. The slap marks on their faces didn't hurt, and the pinch marks on their bodies didn't hurt either. The pain in their hearts was more cruel than on their bodies.

Song Yubai approached and stood under the showerhead with her, letting the water droplets flow down his hair and wet his white shirt.

He hugged her from behind and held her arms tightly.

"Honey, stop washing, you've already washed it very clean."

Li Wanyi's whole body was trembling, "You haven't washed it yet, let me finish it."

When Song Yubai saw her, she looked like she had swallowed tens of thousands of needles in her mouth, all of which fell into her heart, causing pain.

He turned her body around, wanting to see the expression on her face. The little face had been treated with medicine, but it was still so red and swollen.

Song Yu's face was as white as a lump in her throat. He gently scratched her cheek with his slender fingers and asked in a hoarse voice, "Does it still hurt?"

Li Wanyi's eyes were cold and she stared straight at the pinch marks on her wrist bones, "It's actually quite dirty."

Song Yubai had mixed feelings in her heart, and she was even more afraid that her obsessive-compulsive disorder would come out and trap people in her arms.

His broken hair fell on his forehead. He held her tightly, with a strong sense of security, and softly comforted her, "Wife, let me clean it for you, okay?"

Her body fell into the familiar embrace, accompanied by the faint scent of fir trees. Li Wanyi pressed her side face against his warm chest, listening to the steady and powerful heartbeat in his chest, and felt a little calmer.

Her voice was muffled and she only uttered one word, "Okay."

Song Yu's eyes were red, but he didn't shed tears. He hugged her and called her name over and over again, "Yibao...Yibao..."

At first, Li Wanyi was stiff and resisted, but Song Yubai couldn't stand it and calmed her down.

His hot palms caressed every inch of her body very gently, from hair to cheeks, neck, breasts... all the way down.

As if this was not enough, Song Yubai's soft lips kissed her all over her body again, without lust, only with deep love, re-branding his unique touch on every bruise on her body. imprint.

After everything was completed, Song Yubai wrapped the person in a bathrobe, took him out of the bathroom and placed him beside the bed.

The sound from the hair dryer was very low, and the warm wind slowly fell on her black and shiny hair.

Song Yubai's slender fingertips passed through her hair, his brows furrowed, and every movement was cautious.

How could Li Wanyi not understand his mood? It was just that she needed a turtle shell so much that she could completely retract herself inside. Give her some time and she would be fine.

Ten minutes later, my hair was completely dry.

Li Wanyi raised her hand and hooked his neck, gently smoothing his frown, and looked at him with clear eyes, "Xiao Bai, I'm fine."

Song Yubai's hand holding the hair dryer paused, his eyes dark and unclear.

He knew everything was fine.

She was probably afraid that he would be upset and blame himself, so she tried her best to look 'okay'.

Song Yubai picked her up, put her into pajamas like coaxing a child, pulled open a corner of the quilt, and put her into bed.

He turned to the table and made a cup of brown sugar ginger tea, handed it to her, "Drink it before going to bed."

Li Wanyi obediently drank the bowl of brown sugar and ginger tea in large gulps. The temperature was not too hot and was just right for her mouth.

After drinking, the two hugged each other and fell asleep. At first, Li Wanyi closed his eyes, but as soon as he closed his eyes, Jiang Jingxuan's hideous and ugly face appeared in his head.

Li Wanyi subconsciously shrank into Song Yubai's arms.

Song Yubai's hand around her waist tightened silently, "Don't be brave, I'm here."

That night, with Song Yubai's comfort, Li Wanyi slept soundly in his arms.

Even if she falls, is broken, or falls into the abyss, she will eventually be lifted up, healed, and become fearless.

The next day.

The sea is quiet in the early morning, the sea breeze is gentle, and even the sound of the waves is surprisingly light, as if they are afraid of waking up the sleeping people.

Only the occasional call of seagulls flying over the sea could be heard.

Song Yubai's strong arms were pressed under the back of his neck by Li Wanyi, and he slept on his pillow all night.

The other hand gently pushed aside her hair that was close to her cheek, revealing her fair and delicate oval face without any makeup.

The redness and swelling from the palm mark on her cheek had faded, she was breathing evenly, and she was sleeping quietly, but her little hands were subconsciously grabbing the quilt, as if she was insecure.

Song Yubai remained silent and looked at her quietly.

buzzing-

The cell phone next to the pillow vibrated, and the screen showed an incoming call from 'Dad'.

Song Yubai was afraid of waking up the people around him, so he immediately grabbed him and hung up without thinking.

The phone call came back quickly. It didn't take much to figure out Song Tingyuan's violent temper. He must have known that he had injured Jiang Jingxuan.

This time, Song Yubai shut down his phone directly.

But soon, another rapid ringing sound came from the quiet room.

It was Li Wanyi's cell phone that rang.

Song Yubai's face suddenly darkened, and his eyes flashed coldly.

Li Wanyi was woken up, slowly opened her eyes, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and reached out to touch the ringing mobile phone, before she could see clearly who the caller was.

Song Yubai waved his long arm and reached out to grab the phone. He pressed the connect button and said in a deep voice, "Old Song, are you finished? Are you going to let me rest so early in the morning?"

Song Tingyuan didn't expect that the person who answered the phone was Song Yubai. He was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily, "You little bastard, you still have the nerve to sleep! The police have come to the house! Get back here!"

Li Wanyi heard Song Tingyuan's sonorous and powerful voice through the phone, and frowned.

The police came to your door? Was Jiang Jingxuan beaten to death?

She raised her eyes and looked at Song Yubai's ghostly and delicate profile, and her heart suddenly tightened.