He reached out and pinched her chin, his eyes were red, "Qian Qianqian, it hurts you here, but it hurts me right here!!!"
He pointed at Qian Qianqian's lower body, and then at his heart. Tears eventually poured out of his eyes.
A man doesn't shed tears easily, but he hasn't reached the point where he is sad.
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How badly must he have been hurt by her before he would point to his heart and tell her his pain with tears in his eyes?
"I'm sorry, Shi Jing, I'm sorry...please...don't be like this, don't be like this, okay, it hurts..."
She cried bitterly under his body. She was in pain, and so was he. What she hurt was her body, but what he hurt was his heart.
"Haha, I'm sorry? I don't need you to say I'm sorry. I just want you to know that as much as it hurts here, it hurts as much as mine!!!"
He pushed forward towards her again, hitting her mercilessly again and again. The pain made Qian Qianqian cry non-stop, but he couldn't stop at all.
It wasn't until both of them were exhausted that Shi Jing let her go and got off her. He didn't even look at her. Apart from the cold hatred, there was no trace of pity or love in his eyes. He was naked and walked straight
Walked towards the bathroom.
Qian Qianqian lay curled up on the bed, with no covering at all. The burning pain under her body made her shed tears. Her hands were bruised by his pinch. She knew he hated her.
He said that as much as her body hurt, his heart hurt.
Now, she knew how deeply he was hurt by her and how painful it was. She really felt it. However, did he understand that it was not only her body that hurt, but also...
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There is also a heart.
However, she didn't blame him at all, not at all. She was responsible for all this.
She shivered and got up from the bed. The clothes that had been torn by the mirror had no place to cover her. She dragged her lower body with pain and walked out of the bed. The pain made her grimace as soon as she moved.
At this time, the bathroom door opened. At this time, Shi Jing had already finished washing, and his lower body was wrapped in a white bath towel. Watching her get out of bed, he didn't even look at her, and sat down directly on the sofa.
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Seeing Qian Qianqian dragging his body, he didn't dare to make any big movements. He squatted down, like a poor man without dignity, picked up the cloth on the ground, blocked his own spring light, and walked feebly towards Shijing step by step.
go.
"Can...can you give me a change of clothes?"
She had no dignity at all, no dignity at all. Even if she was "raped" by the man in front of her without any mercy, she felt that she deserved it.
Shi Jing looked at her, curled his thin lips cruelly, pointed to his closet, and said, "Go get it yourself."
She nodded, "Thank you."
Closing her eyes, all dignity became worthless at this moment. She walked towards the closet familiarly, where she and his clothes were once filled.
Opening it again, what caught her eyes were the familiar clothes that he had chosen for her personally. She was startled, but she forgot to reach out.
Shi Jing's eyes subconsciously turned to her, and saw her standing quietly in front of the closet, looking at the clothes in a daze with trembling lips, his brows subconsciously frowned, and he said in a cold voice: