Chanel's helicopter had already flown into the sky, so she naturally didn't know that Su Shijie still had manpower left to arrest people in the church.
She also happily thought that Su Shijie was only angry because she ran away, thinking that Su Shijie didn't know the secret yet...
She stared blankly at the increasingly smaller islands under the plane.
Su Shijie leaned on the backrest, and the wounds on his body tore open, causing him to feel pain in waves.
He had used too much force just now and suffered many injuries on his body.
She feels pain, and he feels no less pain than she does.
His high fever had not yet gone down, and he came to arrest her with a lifelong illness.
Chanel heard his heavy breathing. When he appeared, she saw the bandages on his body. He was seriously injured.
Chanel's body was stiff for a long time before she stiffly twisted her neck and looked at Su Shijie.
He knitted his long eyelashes, as if closing his eyes to meditate.
With his eyes closed, he didn't look as violent and terrifying as before.
Chanel stared at the wounds on his body. Blood overflowed from the open wounds and stained the gauze.
Shanel's heart ached from being stung so hard.
How could he be injured? What happened to him these days?
Chanel covered her belly with one hand. Fortunately, the fluffy wedding dress protected the baby, and nothing happened to her when she fell on the soft sand. Otherwise, she would have definitely lost two lives just now.
But judging from Su Shijie's performance just now, he is reckless...
"Su Shijie, I..."
She wants to apologize.
As soon as she opened her mouth, Su Shijie, like a awakened demon, suddenly reached out and pinched her chin.
Chanel neither dodge nor avoid: "Your wound is bleeding...are you having a fever?"
"..."
"Su Shijie, do you have any medicine on you?"
Su Shijie's every breath was unusually heavy and stagnant, and his lips were pale, as if he was seriously ill.
He pulled his lips and sneered: "Are you concerned about me? Or are you afraid that I will kill you... and coax me hypocritically?"
"..."
"Don't worry, I haven't tortured you yet, you won't die!"
Every word he said hit her heart with a heavy hammer, it hurt so much.
Chanel was stared at by his cold eyes and shivered inexplicably. She was so cold: "I know I'm sorry for you, and I won't beg for mercy for myself. You can torture me however you want. I only have one request..."
"You still dare to make demands of me?" Su Shijie grabbed the collar of her wedding dress with his other hand and tore it down hard.
The fine white gauze cannot be torn apart.
Or maybe Su Shijie's strength was exhausted and he didn't have enough strength to tear open this eyesore wedding dress!
Su Shijie pulled hard, and the neckline of the wedding dress pinched Chanel's delicate skin.
She didn't cry out in pain: "It's not a request, it's a request... I'm begging you, please don't touch my family."
"You are not qualified."
Su Shijie pulled hard, his breathing became heavier and heavier, and his hands became even weaker.
Chanel hooked her hands to the zipper behind her and pulled the wedding dress down. Su Shijie's grip hurt her so much that she felt like her whole body and the wedding dress were about to be torn apart by him.
She quickly took off her wedding dress: "Don't move, your wound has been bleeding. I will take it off myself, I will take it off..."
When Su Shijie exerted force on his arms, the wounds started to bleed.
How could Chanel's heart hurt so much? Even if he treated her so rudely, she knew that she deserved it!
Chanel's wedding dress fell to her waist, and her fair skin on her upper body was covered with red marks, all traces left by his rough grabbing...
If before, he wouldn't even be willing to hold her with a little more force.