Chapter 1089 What’s Different

Oh my god, is that still her?

The naked body was covered with bruises and bruises. On the originally fair skin, several bloody tooth marks were clearly visible. The bite was so deep that even the flesh was slightly rolled. Between her slightly trembling legs, the traces of dried blood and unknown liquid were so dazzling that she turned her head away, not daring to look any further.

After panting for a long time, she struggled to return to the head of the bed and pulled a blanket to cover herself.

She moved towards the door with difficulty step by step. With every step she took, the scars on her lower body made her feel as if she was walking through a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire, as if the newly healed wound was torn open again.

She didn't know how long it took her to move to the door.

This is the most upscale presidential suite in a five-star hotel. Beyond the bedroom is an equally spacious and luxurious living room. Xia Ling was holding the wall of the living room and was about to move out. Suddenly, she saw someone sitting on the sofa not far away. a man. A familiar, cold and dignified man.

What was once her god is now her nightmare.

She froze immediately, her body trembling uncontrollably, and she didn't dare to move under his serious gaze. He was wearing an iron-gray suit with a dark fine plaid shirt underneath, exactly the same as when he took her roughly, as if he would stand up and throw her under him in the next second.

She wanted to step back, but her feet were so weak that it was a miracle she could hold on without falling.

He sat quietly on the sofa, clasping his fingers and looking at her like that: "Want to leave?" The deep voice echoed faintly in the silent space, like the whisper of a devil.

She didn't know what to say, her mind was in chaos, and the only thought she could barely capture was - she had just been tossing and moving in the bedroom for so long, fell several times, and knocked over many things. He didn't Maybe he didn't hear it... He must have known that she was awake!

However, he has been sitting here waiting, and his patience frightened her.

Her crystal eyes looked at him, and her voice was trembling: "Let me go..."

"Where to go?" He still sat where he was, looking at her gently, as if looking at an ignorant little girl, "The suite next door? Or back to the villa? Training camp? Where else can you go?"

She was speechless, yeah, where else could she go?

It was he who adopted her, and she belonged to him. No matter where she ran, she could never escape from his grasp!

In an instant, huge sadness swept over her, as well as anger and grievance. She couldn't help crying, and shouted at him at the top of her lungs: "Are you bullying me on purpose?! Do you deserve to be bullied because I have no father or mother?" ! You, how could you do this to me? How could you..."

The voice gradually became quieter and became choked.

Pei Ziheng's clasped fingers tightened slightly, and he looked at the girl beside the wall who couldn't even stand steady, his dark eyes changing expressions imperceptibly. "Come here." He said quietly.

She looked at him with tears and hatred, standing there, not daring to move.

He stood up and walked towards her step by step. His tall figure was full of oppression, making the originally spacious space become cramped and cramped. She began to tremble again, becoming more and more frightened, and her body couldn't help but retreat, but there was a hard wall behind her, making it impossible for her to retreat. She watched helplessly as he came close to her, bent down, and supported the wall beside her with a long and powerful arm, trapping her in the small gap between the walls effortlessly.

The distance was so close that she could smell his breath, just like when he violated her.

Her legs were so weak that she couldn't stand, and she didn't dare to look at him. He raised her chin with one hand and forced her to look at him: "I didn't want to bully you, I just wanted to pamper you. But, Xiao Ling, you will be punished if you don't obey. Do you understand? Why don't you go through it? I went to the airport secretly with my permission. Do you know how dangerous the outside world is? Have you ever thought about the consequences if I come a step too late?"

"What are the consequences?" Her tears flowed down her delicate cheeks, and her voice became hoarse from crying for a long time. "What are the consequences! You, you bully me like that, what's the difference between you and that driver!"

He was stunned. He didn't expect her to say such words, and he tightened his grip: "There is no difference between me and that driver?" His gloomy voice sounded like it came from hell.

She trembled and did not dare to speak.

Pei Ziheng looked at her solemnly, and suddenly remembered what Xia Yu said to him a few days ago; [My sister hugged me and cried, and said she was disgusting and disgusting...]

It turns out that his touch and other people's touches are the same to her?

All the same... making her unbearable? !

"I should really throw you..." His fingers tightened tighter and tighter, causing her face to turn pale in pain, "I really should have thrown you to that driver, or anyone else. When the time comes, Xia Ling, don't cry. Please help me!"

His twisted look frightened her, fearing that he would really throw her to anyone in the next moment. Fortunately, he didn't. He just pulled her back to the big bed and pressed her body against her, "Let me tell you the difference!"

"No!" She screamed and started crying, "Pei Ziheng, no! I was wrong, I was wrong! I shouldn't have sneaked out, I shouldn't have disobeyed you! Please don't hurt me... please You..." She cried heartbrokenly, her face covered with snot and tears, and she looked at him pleadingly, not wanting to bear the purgatory pain again.

His expression became gentle little by little, and his fingers gently touched her pale and embarrassed cheek, as if caressing a disobedient kitten, and asked softly: "You know you are wrong?"

"I know, I know!" She burst into tears, curling up under him and shivering, "I will never run out disobediently again, and I will never lose my temper with you again. I will be very well-behaved, I promise. "

But he said: "What else?"

besides? She widened her eyes slightly and looked at him in confusion and fear, not understanding what he meant.

Pei Ziheng was persuasive: "It seems you haven't understood the difference between me and that driver."

She was so frightened that her heart stopped, "Obviously... I understand, you are... different."

"What's different?" He combed a piece of her hair behind her ears.

She couldn't answer, and tears oozed out, fearing that he would tear her into pieces in the next second.

He looked at her pityingly and suddenly smiled: "Why are you crying again? Those who don't know think I'm bullying you. I've said before, I hurt you this time just as punishment. As long as you behave well in the future, I promise you won't do it again." Let you get hurt. Have a good rest, and when you are healed, I will tell you what is different."

The last sentence is as ambiguous as a whisper between lovers.