The heroine falls in love with scum [Quick Transmigration]

With Aunt Lan's departure, there were two people left in the living room with unknown relationship.

Of course, maybe it's just Lin Qingyan who doesn't understand their relationship.

"If you don't get up yet, do you want me to help you?"

Si Lanche's left elbow rested on the soft armrest of the sofa, and two or three fingertips rested lightly on the cheek below the base of the left ear. Si Lanche leaned on the upper body of the sofa back and leaned slightly to the left, staring indifferently as he lay on the floor. The previous Lin Qingyan was helpless and helpless.

A thin layer of sweat broke out on Lin Qingyan's forehead, and his clenched palms were wet and slippery.Lin Qingyan took a deep breath, looked up and could only see the pure black high heels on the floor.

The other party's tone revealed a sense of arrogance. Could it be that the whip marks on her body came from this person?

"Sure enough, I'm still too light."

Lin Qingyan's silence, in Si Lanche's eyes, became a stubborn resistance to continue last night.

Obviously selling it for money, but pretending to regret it when she was in high spirits, this kind of person is nothing more than wanting to increase his social status, and his ostentation is disgusting.

"If you can't get up, I can help you with mercy."

Si Lanche glanced at the second floor above the stairs, "I have a lot of whips here, long, short, thin, and thick. There are enough whips until you can stand up, or do you prefer whips? The one from last night?"

"I do not need..."

Lin Qingyan lay down on the floor. If it really went ahead as Si Lanche said, she would probably become a cripple who couldn't move her limbs.

"What are you talking about? I hear, no, see."

Although I don't know if this person is deliberately targeting her, but Lin Qingyan, who doesn't understand the reason, has no ability to resist. Apart from obeying, is there any better choice?

Lin Qingyan clenched her fists, slowly climbed to the wall, touched the wall with her hands up and down, then clung to the wall, trying her best to get up like a normal person.

Si Lanche picked up the glass of milk on the coffee table in front of him with his right hand, took a sip and then put it down, waiting leisurely, and did not dislike Lin Qingyan's clumsy movements.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Lin Qingyan arched her waist, panting continuously with her mouth, propped her right hand on the wall, sweat dripped on the floor.

"If you were so obedient last night, I wouldn't be willing to beat you with a whip."

Si Lanche stood up, picked up the glass in his right hand, and walked over to Lin Qingyan's position.

With the sound of high heels stepping on the floor one after another, Lin Qingyan lowered her head, her heart beating even harder, as if the heels were stepping on her body.

The thud thud stopped suddenly.

When Si Lanche stood in front of Lin Qingyan, Lin Qingyan suddenly looked much shorter. This body was a head and a half shorter than Si Lanche.

Si Lanche raised his left hand, unbuttoned Lin Qingyan's first button, and then lifted his left collar with his index finger.

"Are you hungry?"

When Si Lanche saw the welt marks on Lin Qingyan's body from her hand, he felt better and his tone softened.

Lin Qingyan did not answer.

Her body was very honest, and her stomach was rumbling, but she had no appetite tormented by the pain all over her body.

Si Lanche turned around, "Aunt Lan, bring me a clean ceramic plate."

After hearing Si Lanche's order, Aunt Lan wiped off her dripping hands, took a pure white ceramic plate from the cupboard and walked out.

Si Lanche watched Aunt Lan's figure from far to near.

When Aunt Lan stood in front of Si Lanche, Si Lanche poured some milk from the glass into the ceramic plate.

Aunt Lan's hand holding the ceramic plate was steady. Although the plate was shallow, not a single drop of milk spilled out.

Si Lanche casually pointed to a place under his feet, "Aunt Lan, put the plate on the floor."

Aunt Lan understood Si Lanche's temper, so she didn't ask any further questions, but just complied, and took a step back when she was done.

Si Lanche drank the remaining sip of milk in the glass, and Si Lanche handed the empty glass to Aunt Lan.

"The food is here for you, but you have to remember that the milk on the plate should be licked clean with your tongue, not a single drop will be left."

Si Lanche pushed the ceramic plate forward with the tip of his shoe, "Otherwise, I will be angry."

Lin Qingyan stared at the ceramic plate half a step away from her on the floor. She had seen this kind of treatment before. It was like kind people giving food to homeless puppies and cats.

She's human, she's human, she's human...

Lin Qingyan kept reminding herself of this sentence in her heart.

Although she has done things that are worse than animals, she is human, right?

"Why don't you eat?"

Si Lanche stared at Lin Qingyan who hadn't moved at all, and couldn't help asking.

How to eat this, let her bow her head to lick?

Lin Qingyan staggered and took a step back while leaning on the wall.

"Why, don't you know how to eat? Do you need me to order someone to find a dog to teach you?"

Si Lanche frowned, "Or, are you disgusting that this is the milk in my glass?"

Is this retribution...

A few seconds later, Lin Qingyan made a choice, slid down and sat on the floor, lowering his head a little closer to the ceramic plate.

Nothing, just a different way of eating.

Lin Qingyan told herself this in her heart.

Lin Qingyan knew better, what would happen if he didn't do this, it was obvious.

Si Lanche looked at Lin Qingyan's docile appearance, leaned forward, and patted Lin Qingyan's head with his right hand as a reward.

"Hey, eat slowly. If it's not enough, ask Aunt Lan to add more."

Si Lanche withdrew his right hand, "I'll be waiting for you in the car, I hope you won't make me wait too long."

Before taking a step forward, Si Lanhe said sharply: "Aunt Lan, after she finishes eating, help her pack up her clothes. How can she go out like this? It's a shame for me."

"Okay, miss."

After there was no trace of Si Lanche in the living room.

Aunt Lan stepped forward, squatted down, and asked kindly: "Miss Lin, may I get you a spoon?"

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

Lin Qingyan straightened up, wiped the foam from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, and shook her head to reject Aunt Lan's kindness.

Lin Qingyan's collar was open, and Aunt Lan could clearly see the marks on Lin Qingyan's body.

"My daughter is as old as you. Aunt Lan advises you, don't fight against Miss, otherwise you will suffer."

Lin Qingyan nodded silently.

She understands what Aunt Lan said, but what has she done so far?

Aunt Lan sighed, "I remember there is ointment at home. I used it when I accidentally hurt my hand. It works well. Wait a minute, I'll rub it on for you. When you walk around, it won't hurt so much. "

Lin Qingyan picked up the ceramic plate and drank the remaining milk in one gulp.

"Aunt Lan, thank you."