Chapter 801 Domestic Violence (1)

Su Zhinian, who was a little dizzy from the pain, didn't even have time to say a word this time before Song Qingchun bent her knees and hit him in the middle.

She was exerting all her strength like this. If he really bumped into him, he would not be knocked out by her... Su Zhinian endured the pain in his head, hurriedly raised his legs, and blocked Song Qingchun.

In Song Qingchun's eyes, his obstruction was more like fighting back. It undoubtedly poured fuel on the anger in her chest. Without thinking, she raised her hand and pointed it at Su Zhinian's head. Go up and give him a hard slap.

"Su Zhinian, how dare you fight back? You are really capable. You locked me in your house yesterday, and now you want to beat me again..."

The more Song Qingchun spoke, the more anger boiled in her chest. Without saying a word, she raised her foot again and kicked Su Zhinian's leg.

Su Zhinian grunted in pain, and hurriedly grabbed her clawed arm, trapping her in his arms to prevent her from continuing to act. Then he clarified to her: "I didn't mean to hit you..."

"Uh..." Song Qingchun, who was so angry that she almost lost her mind, didn't listen to what Su Zhinian said at all. She was hugged tightly by him and couldn't break away no matter what. In anger, she bit him hard. She grabbed his arm, biting him extra hard. Su Zhinian groaned in pain, gasped, and stopped mid-sentence.

Because of the pain, Su Zhinian's hand that trapped her strength gradually relaxed.

Song Qingchun broke away from his arm, took a step back, raised her foot and kicked him in the abdomen without mercy.

Su Zhinian frowned her beautiful eyebrows, covered her abdomen, and leaned against the car. He didn't even make a truce gesture to her. She was like a crazy little beast, baring her teeth and claws at him again. He pounced on him and unleashed a flurry of violent punches, kicks, and bites and scratches.

Her movements were fast and urgent, and Su Zhinian did not dare to fight back easily, for fear of hurting her, and even more afraid of hurting her, so that he could only bear all the pain she caused him.

She kept beating him until she was exhausted, then stopped breathing heavily.

He clutched his abdomen and sat on the cold road, leaning against the tire with a painful expression on his face, gasping slowly because of the pain.

Song Qingchun stood in front of him, staring at him condescendingly, with a ball of anger beating in her eyes. She took several deep breaths, then glared at Su Zhinian, gritted her teeth, and spoke word by word: "Su Zhinian, didn't you just ask me if I knew what I was doing and how long the trouble was going to last?"

"I'll tell you right now, I know exactly what I'm doing. From the very beginning, when I drove to chase you, I knew exactly what I was doing!"

"I'm not making trouble with you, especially just now, I'm just serious about beating you!"

"I understand your concerns, but understanding does not mean agreement."

"So Su Zhinian, I, Song Qingchun, will tell you clearly now that I will not agree with any decision you make except to stay with me!"

"Besides, don't even think that I would agree!"

Song Qingchun's speaking speed was neither fast nor slow, and his always soft tone was mixed with a hint of determination.

She had obviously beaten him so hard and was still scolding him so arrogantly, but Su Zhinian could clearly feel an indescribable warmth slowly wrapping around him.