He was glad that he had brought the babies to his grandfather in advance, otherwise such a noise would have frightened the babies into crying.
The unilateral venting of abuse lasted for more than half an hour. Shengge, who lost his sense of dominance, used all his strength with every blow.
Under such non-stop high-intensity venting, she quickly ran out of energy.
The sound of breaking wind stopped, Ji Yuting quickly took two steps forward and held the exhausted Shengge firmly in his arms.
Just as Yi Ziming said, after venting his anger and exhausting his energy, Shengge fell asleep on his own.
Finally ending this grueling experience tonight, Ji Yuting took a long breath, carried Shengge back to the bed, and covered her with the quilt.
After waiting for a few minutes to make sure that she had really fallen asleep peacefully, he endured the pain in his buttocks, carefully sat on the edge of the bed, and checked his condition.
The pajamas and pajamas were ripped to pieces in many places, and the set of pajamas was ruined.
There were traces of abuse all over his body. There were deep red and purple belt marks everywhere, and some of the scars had broken the skin.
Shengsheng’s strength is really quite big.
He sighed helplessly, endured the pain all over his body, went downstairs to the kitchen, and applied an ice pack to his face.
He also fetched the medical kit, sat on the sofa, applied anti-swelling medicine to some of the wounds that were within reach of his body, and used anti-swelling spray on his back to quickly and skillfully treat the wounds.
Returning to the bedroom, he cleaned up the glass fragments from the lamp on the floor.
After finishing all this, it was already two or three in the morning.
He changed into a new set of pajamas, covered the wounds on his body tightly, carefully slept on the bed, and tentatively hugged Shengge to sleep.
...
This time, Shengge slept until noon again.
She was awakened by the smell of Ji Yuting cooking beef porridge.
When she woke up completely, the fragments of the desk lamp that were broken in the fight last night and the pajamas and pajamas that were torn by the belt were all destroyed and disposed of by Ji Yuting.
She moved slightly, her whole body was exhausted and she had no strength at all. She was confused when she saw Ji Yuting coming in with a bowl of porridge.
Ji Yuting put the porridge bowl on the bedside table, helped her prop up the pillow thoughtfully, and helped her half-rely on the bedside.
"Husband, what did we do last night? Why do I feel so tired?"
I spanked him for more than an hour last night. Are you tired?
Thinking sadly, his handsome face smiled fondly, "Shengsheng seemed to have had a nightmare last night. It is probably for this reason that she didn't sleep well, so she felt tired."
"real?"
Shengge didn't believe it, "Even if I have a nightmare, I won't be so tired that I have no energy at all, right? Besides, why can't I remember it at all?"
Ji Yuting's expression remained unchanged, "You were indeed too tired last night and fell asleep while watching the movie. I took you back to your room to rest."
Shengge always felt strange and looked at him suspiciously, "Husband, did you...did you do anything to me while I was asleep at night?"
Ji Yuting: "..."
He sat by the bed, picked up the bowl of porridge, stirred it patiently and blew it to cool, "No, your husband, I am a gentleman. I will ask for your permission when eating meat, and I don't do any forced love."
Shengge naturally believed in him.
She stared at his movements of stirring the porridge bowl. His peerless face was extremely pleasing to the eye when he was working seriously.
but.
She stared at it, vaguely feeling that something was wrong, "Hubby, what's wrong with your face? Why do you feel a little fat?"
Ji Yuting had a lump in his throat, and explained without blushing or heartbeat, "I guess I've eaten too much recently, so my face has become fat. If Shengsheng doesn't like it, I'll eat less from today on to lose weight."
"That's not necessary. Brother Yu has good-looking facial features. Even if his cheeks are a little fleshy, he is still handsome, but..."
She trailed off, her starry eyes half-squinted, and she examined his face, "Why does it feel like the left side of your face is a little fatter than the right, asymmetrical?"
"..."
He blew the porridge in the spoon with dignity and grace, handed it to Shengge's mouth, and continued to talk nonsense: "Human facial features are not completely symmetrical. I have been eating with my left masseter muscle recently. Maybe it is for this reason, so
Asymmetrical.”
This explanation makes sense.
Shengge didn't continue the topic, opened her mouth to take the porridge he handed her, chewed it gently, and enjoyed her husband's attentive service.
As soon as she fell asleep, she didn't know what time it was. Shengge turned around and went to get the mobile phone on the bedside table to check the time and work information, but suddenly found that there was something unusual in the harmonious bedroom.
She was surprised and asked, "Husband, I just wanted to tell you why there is something weird in the room. Why is the lamp beside my bed missing?"