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chapter 2
Ah Li really wanted Xiao Yan's life.
Xiao Yan got up and didn't touch him in a proper manner. He took out A Li's clothes that had been thrown on the bed and put them on the quilt.
Fortunately, although she was impatient and rough, she didn't have enough strength. She didn't rudely shred or tear Ah Li's clothes.
She put on her clothes and untied the hair tie from the bedpost. A Li lowered her head and rubbed her red-scarred wrist. She put on her coat and sat on the bed hugging the quilt. Out of the corner of the eye, she saw Xiao Yan bowing down and arranging his shoes and socks.
Looking at her back and neck exposed in front of him, A Li's eyes flashed, his hands resting on the bed, his fingertips happened to touch a hosta back, and his heart trembled.
This should be Xiao Yan's.
A Li's fingers slowly clenched the hairpin, his knuckles were taut and white, his poisoned phoenix eyes looked at Xiao Yan, his thin chest heaved up and down heavily, he gritted his teeth and raised his hand to stab her to death!
"Ali, if I die, what will your father do after you go to jail?" Xiao Yan seemed to have guessed what he was going to do, but his voice was calm without turning his head.
A Li was startled, and slumped back on the bed, his hands trembled, the hairpin fell from the palm of his hand on the quilt, and he looked at the woman in front of him with alert eyes. She didn't make a sound at all, how did she know?
Xiao Yan looked at his eyes wide open and looked like he had seen a ghost, lowered his eyes and pursed his lips and smiled, pointing to the mirror on the ground.
Previously, 'Xiao Yan' tricked A Li into helping him put the mirror on the table. When he turned his back to him, he hugged him from behind and dragged him to the bed.
The mirror just fell on the foot, and now Xiao Yan bent down to organize his shoes and socks, and Ah Li's movements behind him were all reflected in the mirror.
A Li pursed her thin lips and stared at Xiao Yan with bloodshot eyes. Although he didn't speak, Xiao Yan seemed to be able to read minds and understood what he wanted to say.
"I'm not afraid of death, if my death can reverse the time, then I'm willing." Xiao Yan said this seriously, his clear voice was very sincere, "But now that I'm dead, your innocence is gone, I even lost my life in return, it's so worthless."
She frowned, "It's not worth it for 'Xiao Yan'."
A Li's body went cold, and he lowered his eyes to stop looking at her, thinking that this was just Xiao Yan's greed for life and fear of death and talking to him. There were bursts of bitterness in his mouth, and his heart seemed to be tied to a big rock and suddenly fell to the bottom of the valley, with heavy pain.
But now I have no choice but to listen to her disgusting words. He couldn't even beg for death.
Ali pulled his clothes and put them on, he didn't care if his body was exposed in Xiao Yan's eyes. His originally clear eyes were now dull, and his whole body was like a worn-out rag doll. He was pulled out of his chest, and there was no trace of anger on his body.
While he was getting dressed, Xiao Yan had already sent hot water in. She wanted A Li to wash herself well, so as not to worry about Li's mother, but when she looked back and saw him sitting with a lifeless face, she had to sigh and wash his face for him.
I'm sorry, Xiao Yan didn't know how many times she had said it in her heart. She knew that the meager repentance and comfort would not heal Ah Li's pain at all, so Xiao Yan spoke to him with important words.
"Wait for me, and I will marry you in three days." Xiao Yan said, "Since you hate me so much, then I will leave you to torture and atone for the rest of my life."
It is too unrealistic to let Ah Li report as an official, after all, the power of the Xiao family is here. If Li's mother is gone, Ah Li might really report the matter to the government, saying that Xiao Yan had strengthened him. He sacrificed his face, and only held the determination to burn jade with her.
But now that Li's mother is still there, A Li has to worry about her mother.
His face was blank, his eyes were open, and tears were streaming down his face.
Xiao Yan silently bent over to wipe his tears, A Li didn't seem to be able to feel it, and he didn't even move his eyelids.
Finally, he stopped crying, raised his hand and waved Xiao Yan's arm forcefully to wipe away his tears, took a deep breath, and stood up to straighten the folds on his clothes.
Xiao Yan understood that he had figured it out, and he didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or a heart, in short, the five flavors were mixed.
A Li went straight out, and only looked back at her when the door was opened. He pursed his lips, the wound on his mouth no longer bleeds, his face was pale and his eyes were dark, and he only looked at her fixedly.
Xiao Yan looked at A Li's face, and was amazed, thinking about a sickly beautiful woman. Looking up, meeting his icy gaze, the whole person trembled for a moment and the scalp numb, Fu Zhi said in his heart, "Don't worry, I will do what I say."
A Li slammed the door and left.
The sunshine outside was just right, and the gentle light was shining on his body, and A Li only felt cold and chills in his heart. He couldn't see anything other than his bad face. The red marks on his hands were covered by the sleeves, and all the bruises on his body were hidden under the clothes, just like what happened in the house, they were pressed by A Li in the dark part of his heart, and sealed so that no one could see them. .
He took a detour and went back to the Xiao's guest room. His mother went out to find him, but before he came back, A Li breathed a sigh of relief and closed the door with his backhand.
He covered his face with his hands, but he didn't cry. His breathing was heavy. After a few breaths, A Li got up and adjusted himself some ointment for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis.
Li Mu looked around in the house and didn't see her son. She was very anxious, sweat dripped from her forehead, her eyes were a little blurry, her breathing was slightly panting, and her footsteps were heavy.
Until a crisp voice sounded, it was the servant in the house, he said that the son had returned and was in his room.
A Li changed his clothes, and as soon as he went out, he saw his mother striding over, looking anxious, and he was relieved to see him standing in front of him, "Li'er."
Li Mu's dangling heart finally fell, and she looked at A Li from head to toe, and couldn't see anything out of the ordinary, so she was completely relieved.
A Li looked at his mother, his heart seemed to be slashed with a knife by someone holding a blade, and the pain was overwhelming, the grievances and the humiliation of being violated made his fingers curl up and tremble with pain.
A Li stabilized his emotions and showed a smile to his mother, but he didn't dare to raise his hand, because the red marks on his wrist were still there.
Xiao Shu, who was following Li's mother, looked at A Li a few times and saw that there was no abnormality on his face, he couldn't help frowning secretly, thinking that when such a good piece of meat was delivered to the door, her eldest sister really let go? Otherwise, A Li shouldn't be like this.
If the man loses his innocence, how can he be as calm as him?
But in front of other people's mother and son, Xiao Shu is not good enough to ask and say more, but he can't ask straightforwardly: My sister didn't have sex with you?
Afraid of being beaten to death by her mother.
Xiao Shu didn't ask, but Li's mother was worried. She asked A Li, "I heard Xiao Yan say that you came out of her house crying? Did she embarrass you?"
In the second half of the sentence, the tone was heavy, and if Xiao Yan bullied Ah Li, she could go and fight Xiao Yan desperately.
A Li felt a bitter taste in his throat, and instinctively swallowed it, shaking his head and smiling with red eyes, his face was a little unsightly.
Li Mu looked at her son suspiciously, and didn't ask any more questions about the man's face. Xiao Shu stayed but didn't hear any breaking news, so he had to go back angrily, thinking that his bag of "good medicine" was really a waste, I didn't expect Xiao Yan to be so useless.
Then she thought again, Xiao Yan is useless, and the Xiao family will not want a useless person to be the head of the house.
Xiao Shu calculated that when Xiao Yan had a drug attack, A Li desperately escaped, and then he cried aggrieved. In fact, there was someone else who was covered by Xiao Yan on the bed just now. Otherwise, how would he explain that hanging on the bed? side hair?
Now it's just a matter of finding out who this person is. Xiao Shu walked away briskly with his hands behind his back.
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After Ah Li slammed the door and left, Xiao Yan stared at his back and sat on the bed in a daze. Things piled up to her one by one, and Xiao Yan didn't have time to think about other things. Now that he has time to think about it, he just thinks everything is a little incredible.
She lay on her back on the bed behind her, tiredly raising her hands to cover her eyes, thinking what is going on.
There was still the cold medicinal fragrance of Ah Li's body on the bed, as well as the lingering smell after something. The two flavors are mixed together, and it smells a different kind of ambiguous, which makes people blush.
Xiao Yan's face became hot, and through this smell, he completely remembered how he "bullied" A Li and left traces on him.
The narrow and beautiful phoenix eyes of the young man who couldn't speak were full of tears, the end of his eyes were red, and he bit his lower lip in humiliation, refusing to open his mouth and let her tongue slide in. Xiao Yan was dizzy at that time, just thinking about being comfortable, he didn't have the patience to deal with him at all.
This time, she was rude and savage.
Xiao Yan collapsed and covered her face. After living for twenty-five years, it was the first time she knew that she still had a habit of playing forced love.
Thinking of A Li's tensed back, the warmth on Xiao Yan's face gradually receded, and there was a lot of distress on the top of his heart. She sighed, got up from the bed, and decided to take it easy when she came, no matter it was to complete the task or for what, she didn't care if she couldn't finish sleeping with such a clean and beautiful teenager.
Xiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief, raised his feet to find his mother in the book, and was about to tell her that he wanted to marry Ah Li.
Xiao Yan's footsteps were heavy, and he thought that he should marry A Li and watch it under his eyes. This is better than not knowing when he will blacken and burn himself to death.
Difficult, Xiao Yan thinks, life is too difficult, and it is even more difficult to win the favor of the blackened male protagonist, not to mention, she has just put someone to sleep...
The author has something to say: A Li: Secretly sharpen the knife in the middle of the night!
Xiao Yan:⊙▽⊙
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