Blood fell from the fingers to the ground.

Qian Chiye's eyes did not have the slightest distress, he looked at her with a sneer, reached out and picked up the nail cover on the ground, put it in front of his eyes to look at it, and said: "I hope you can remember this punishment, keep this nail cover well, and when you can't help but want to see him next time, you can take it out and take a look, do you think this method will work?" ”

Qian Yidie bit her lip tightly, and tears poured down her eyes because of pain.

Qian Chiye dropped the pliers in his hand, turned around and walked to the toolbox again, found a few pieces of rough sandpaper from it, grabbed her hand, and rudely grinded her other fingers.

While wiping off nail polish, it also wears away the skin around the nails.

And compared to the moment when I pulled out my nails just now, it seems to be painless.

He wiped one nail after another without saying a word, and his strength was great.

Qian Yidie sat silently on the ground with tears in her eyes, her body trembling slightly uncontrollably.

She was already thin, and she looked very pitiful, but at this moment, Qian Chiye did not see the slightest pity in his eyes.

He never said that he was "soft-hearted" to her.

He finished grinding one hand, as if he was tired, and smashed the remaining sandpaper on Qian Yidie: "Grind it yourself!" Tomorrow I will see your red nails, and I will pull them all out one by one. ”

Qian Yidie thought it was over, and reached out to pick up the sandpaper scattered around her.

Hearing his footsteps walking away, she glanced sideways to see him pull his phone out of the pocket of his coat that he had just dropped on the couch and fold it back.

Pulling her arm up without saying anything, "Get up." ”

Qian Yidie's legs were a little numb, and she slowly stood up with her hands on the sofa next to her.

"Take your clothes off."

Hearing his request, Qian Yidie was stunned for a moment.

He picked up the phone, pointed it at her, and when he saw that she didn't move, he repeated impatiently: "Take it off!" ”

Qian Yidie not only didn't take it off, but also lifted the slippery shoulder strap up.

And Qian Chiye's patience was limited, so he didn't talk nonsense with her anymore, walked up to her, grabbed her shirt with his big hand, and pulled hard.

The thin suspender naturally couldn't withstand his pull, without the support of the suspender, the skirt slid down, and Qian Yidie hurriedly grabbed the clothes with her hands.

Qian Chiye said unhappily: "Take it away." ”

There was silence for two seconds, and he said in a cold voice: "Don't let me repeat it a second time." ”

Hesitating, Qian Yidie let go of his hand.

He tugged his tunic down, then stepped back a bit, and pointed his phone camera at her again.

When he was about to take a photo, he found Qian Yidie blocking his chest with his hand, and he glared at her and ordered: "Put your hand down!" ”

Qian Yidie raised her eyes that had not yet dried her tears and looked at him with some horror.

"Smack-" The slap fell heavily on his face, a roar sounded in his ears, and the moment in front of him was black.

He pulled her hand down, reached out and lifted her drooping head, and walked away again, pointing his phone at her and pressing the shutter button.

Save the photo and say, "Next time, I'll send the photo to your dear second uncle, anyway, don't you like to be coquettish in front of him?" ”

He put away his mobile phone, walked upstairs, and seemed to be angry, walked to the side of the building, grabbed a glass ball ornament placed next to him and threw it at Qian Yidie's back: "I really want to kill you!" ”

The crystal ball smashed on Qian Yidie's back, and Qian Yidie's body shook half a step forward with so much strength that it was so strong.

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fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

The sound of his footsteps going upstairs disappeared in his ears, and Qian Yidie's tears fell quickly, but he bit his lip and didn't dare to cry.

Reaching out to pick up the broken skirt, covering his body, picking up the sandpaper on the ground and Song Huayi's shawl, he staggered back to his room.

Raised his left hand and looked at it, it was bloody.

Especially on the ring finger, the bleeding has not stopped, and there is a dull pain.

She grabbed the tissue and wrapped it around her fingers, trying to stop the bleeding first.

The band-aids in the drawer were running out again, and the painkillers were gone.

After stopping the bleeding, I took an alcohol swab and gritted my teeth to wipe the wound.

None of the five fingers on her left hand were intact, and she felt pain when she tried hard, but she had to use sandpaper to polish off the nail polish of her other hand.

Tears shed while grinding, biting his lip and suppressing his cry.

She sat by the bay window and looked out at the inky night.

The probe looked out the window, the floor was high, and she wondered if death would be her only path to happiness...... "Touch-" The loud sound of the door closing outside pulled her thoughts back, and she retracted her head and closed the window.

He's probably gone, and he shouldn't be back tonight.

This made Qian Yidie's heart seem to be a little more steady, she was quite afraid that he would not be angry, the more she thought about it, the more unhappy she became, and then came down to find her trouble...... All night, she barely fell asleep, her hands hurt so much that she couldn't sleep at all.

It was a little cool, and I counted the time when the pharmacy downstairs opened at six o'clock.

She went downstairs and bought some alcohol, band-aids, and painkillers, which seemed to her like cold medicine that someone else had at home.

After taking the medicine to soothe it, she couldn't stay sleepy and lay on the bed, and with the slowly brightened sky, she fell asleep.

When Song Huayi woke up in the morning, he unexpectedly didn't hear any movement in the gym, but heard a sound downstairs.

When she walked down, she saw Zhan Shaoyin standing by the kitchen table preparing breakfast.

"Why are you robbing me of my job?"

Song Huayi joked with a smile.

Zhan Shaoyin looked up at her: "Awake?" ”

"Why are you so early today?

What's wrong with the company? ”

"It's okay, I just want to make you breakfast all of a sudden."

Song Huayi smiled happily and walked up to him: "The sun is coming out in the west, how have you changed sex recently?"

Foreshadowing your 'good father' persona? ”

Zhan Shaoyin also followed her words: "Let's practice my daily life after you are pregnant, at least I will take care of it for ten months." ”

"How can you be so squeamish?

It's no problem to make breakfast when you're pregnant, I said you're just too nervous, your stomach hasn't moved yet, and you can't wait to take your child's lifelong events into account every day. ”

Song Huayi leaned over and looked at the breakfast he made, which was full of color, flavor and flavor.

Zhan Shaoyin looked down at her and said seriously: "Is it that we are not diligent enough to sow seeds?" ”

Song Huayi glanced at him: "You can't wait to broadcast seven days a week, this is not diligent enough?" ”

"What's the problem?"

"I don't think it's the right day, and when I go home on the weekend, I ask my mom and count the days."

After Song Huayi finished speaking, the child hugged him from behind like a coquette, and she followed him wherever he went, and said a little nonsensically: "Husband, I love you so much, do you love me?" ”