Song Jiayin wanted to scold, but she couldn't scold. She was oppressed by men.

His kisses began to swim down, falling densely on her neck and clavicle, blooming petals on her white skin.

Most of the clothes were torn apart, and song Jiayin pressed down her lower lip. Tears had crossed her beautiful and delicate face, and she was stunned to make herself not cry.

Gong Yichen's eyes were blurred and he looked at the skin under his body, which was like coagulated fat. He suddenly regained his mind and trembled slightly.

Looking up, the girl has been in tears, but also stubborn to bite the lower lip bleeding, do not make a little sound.

He suddenly found what he had done. The girl's body was covered with green and red love marks, especially on her white skin.

"Good news." Gong Yichen moved his lips. His eyes were clear and bright. Looking at his evil deeds, he felt guilty and distressed.

Before she was just frowning, wrist caught red, he would be distressed, now he actually hurt her so much, his voice seems to be a little trembling.

Song Jiayin has been crying with anger. She turns her head to one side and ignores the speech, which is full of self abandonment.

Gong Yichen's heart began to panic, song Jiayin hit him to scold, vent out is good, just don't so don't talk ignore him.

"Jiayin, I'm wrong." Gong Yichen pulls the quilt over Song Jiayin's body. When he thinks of what he did just now, he wants to slap himself. Jiayin is pregnant with a child, and he actually does this to her.

Song Jiayin cried silently, Gong Yichen did not dare to touch her again, just kept calling her name.

Suddenly, song Jiayin raised her hand.

"Pa" a, hit song Jiayin own hand all faintly painful numbness.

"Gong Yichen, you bastard!" Song Jiayin screamed and broke her voice.

Gong Yichen's brain has a second blank, song Jiayin's slap is not light, hit him, this is... Song Jiayin hit him for the first time.

But he deserved it. "I'm sorry, Jiayin."

Song Jiayin didn't speak any more and her tears couldn't stop flowing.

Gong Yichen saw the heartache, simply hold people in his arms, song Jiayin began to struggle, Gong Yichen said, "Jiayin is my fault, I should not be so impulsive, don't be wronged, you hit me."

If song Jiayin really began to beat him, she began to cry, her nose and tears all rubbed against Gong Yichen.

Gong Yichen just sighed in his heart. He had to suffer all the evils he had done on his knees.

She can only touch the girl's Begonia like soft hair again and again, "Jiayin, don't cry, I know I'm wrong, don't cry, OK."

Song Jiayin really wants to cry out her grievances these days. She is bound to cry in darkness.

The posture of crying to the end of time scares Gong Yichen. What should he do? He can only hold the girl and say apologies over and over again.

For a long time, song Jiayin gradually subsided, but still couldn't stop sobbing, so pitiful.

Gong Yichen almost died of heartache, his lips hummed, "good news, I'm wrong, I shouldn't be angry with you."

Song Jiayin snorted with a strong nasal voice, but she didn't look at him. This picture of a child playing with a temper made Gong Yichen smile a little, and then she looked like a repentant, "I'm really wrong, darling, look at me."

He broke off song Jiayin's head, looked at her small face with tears, and gently wiped her finger pulp.

Song Jiayin also has some gas of drum drum cheek, lovely not, Gong Yichen gently in her mouth under a kiss.

"Good, forgive me." Gong Yichen softened his voice to coax the little ancestor in front of him. Song Jiayin ignored him. His beautiful eyes were red, swollen and pitiful.

"What's the matter with you?" Song Jiayin opened her mouth again, and her voice was a little hoarse. Gong Yichen felt distressed and his eyes flashed dark.

"I'll talk to you later." Gong Yichen kisses her forehead, takes care of her clothes and goes out.

Song Jiayin didn't know what he was going to do, and didn't bother to ask about his throat, so she straightened the clothes that Gong Yichen had picked up.

Although the clothes are not broken, the wrinkles are terrible. Song Jiayin wants to give Gong Yichen a bite to show her sharp teeth.

After grinding her teeth, song Jiayin went to the bathroom to wash her face.

When she comes out and sees the messy bed, she remembers what happened just now. Song Jiayin is afraid. If Gong Yichen doesn't stop at the end of the day

Now I don't want to sit on the bed and do it on the sofa in front of the TV.

Gong Yichen soon came back with a cup of steaming water and a box of throat candy in his hand.

"Here, drink the water and moisten your throat. I'll give you some sugar later." Gong Yichen coaxes the child's tone to song Jiayin.

Song Jiayin was afraid that he had lost his sense before, so she sat down and drank hot water.

The girl's clever appearance makes Gong Yichen feel more guilty. He scared her just now.

He raised his hand and rubbed the girl's hair. Song Jiayin drank the hot water little by little.

Suddenly, Gong Yichen said, "I saw the picture."

Song Jiayin looked at him strangely, cleared her throat and said, "what photo?"

Referring to this, Gong Yichen's face was a bit black, but he still said, "the picture of you sleeping on the dining table."

Song Jiayin nodded strangely, "yes, I squinted for a while. How do you know?"

Gong Yichen has no choice but to look at her confused appearance. He understands that Lu diaoyan's photos are taken without her knowing. Song Jiayin's puzzled expression makes Gong Yichen say, "Lu diaoyan's friends send photos of you sleeping."

When Gong Yichen said this, song Jiayin understood it. She felt angry in her heart, and her face immediately became cold. "Because of such a false picture, you just eat vinegar and treat me like that?"

Gong Yichen's secret way was not good. He also understood that he was wrong and quickly squeezed out a smile. "I didn't care about you too much, and I already knew that I was wrong. I was so excited that I almost hurt you."

Gong Yichen's attitude is sincere. As the saying goes, song Jiayin is a little relieved. When Gong Yichen came with boiling water, she almost forgave him.

It turns out that Lu diaoyan sent a photo without his permission. Now the misunderstanding is solved and there is nothing to be angry about.

But still can't let go of Gong Yichen's previous action, uncomfortable Ao Jiao way "well, forgive you."

Gong Yichen breathed a sigh of relief. Although the little wife was uncomfortable, it must be true to forgive her.

So he picked up the little woman on the sofa and turned around, which attracted song Jiayin's exclamation.

"Be careful, put me down." Song Jiayin's small fist hammered a few times, which was not painful for Gong Yichen. She put the person on the sofa, took out a throat candy and put it in her mouth.

"No, have a sugar." Gong Yichen shaved the girl's pretty nose.

Song Jiayin said, Gong Yichen made a phone call to the front desk to buy a suit of clothes. Song Jiayin felt warm and gave a kiss on the man's handsome face, and kneaded the place where he slapped before.

Seeing the little woman's Distressed eyes, Gong Yichen grabs the little hand that rubs his face and gives it to his mouth. He kisses and laughs, "it's OK, my wife beat me. I'm happy."

Song Jiayin looked at him helplessly, "masochism, you."

Gong Yichen just smiles and doesn't speak, which shows that he is in a good mood.

"Why don't you come back tomorrow?" Gong Yichen rubbed song Jiayin's shoulder to show his coquetry.

Song Jiayin hesitated for a moment. Under Gong Yichen's expectant gaze, she burst out a smile: "OK, I'll go back tomorrow."

Gong Yichen once again leaned over to kiss the girl's bitten lip, "you really have to go to the mouth."

Song Jiayin just did not care about the smile.