Chapter 1089: Where is not the same

God, is that still her?
The body of the body is covered with traces of green, purple and purple. On the original white skin, several oozing teeth are clearly visible, biting very deep, and even the flesh is somewhat rolled. Between the legs that were slightly trembled, the traces of dry blood and unidentified liquids were so glaring, let her not go too far, and dare not look again.
After breathing for a long time, she struggled to turn back to the bed and pulled a blanket to cover herself.
Step by step, it was difficult to move in the direction of the door. Every step, the scar on the lower body made her hurt like walking in the sea of ​​knives and mountains, just as the wound that had just healed was tearing open and unbearable.
She didn't know how much time she spent, and she moved to the door.
Here is the five-star hotel's most exclusive presidential suite, out of the bedroom, is an equally spacious and luxurious living room, Xia Wei holding the living room wall is going to move out, suddenly, seeing the sofa sitting not far away a man. A familiar, cold and majestic man.
It used to be her god, and now it is her nightmare.
She suddenly froze, her body trembling uncontrollably, and he did not dare to move if he had a real sight. He was dressed in an iron-gray suit with a dark, fine-grain shirt underneath, exactly the same as when she was rude, as if the next second he would stand up and throw her down.
She wants to go back, but her feet are so soft, it is a miracle to support her without falling.
He sat quietly on the sofa, ten fingers, and looked at her like that: "Want to go?" The low voice echoed in the quiet space, just like the devil's whisper.
She didn't know what to say, the chaos in her mind, the only thing she could barely capture was that she had just tossed in the bedroom for so long, moved for so long, and fell a few times, knocking over a lot of things, he didn’t May not hear... He must have known that she woke up!
However, he has been sitting here waiting for the rabbit, so good patience makes her afraid.
Her crystal eyes looked at him, and even her voice shook: "Let me go..."
"Where to go?" He still sat in the same place, looking at her gently, like watching a little girl who was ignorant, "The suite next door? Or back to the villa? Training camp? Where can you go?"
She can't speak, yeah, where can I go?
It was he who adopted her, and she was his own, and he could not escape his palm no matter where he fled!
For a moment, huge sorrow swept through, and there was anger and grievances. She couldn’t help but cry, and screamed at him: "Are you bullying me?! Is it because I have no mother, I should be bullied by you? How can you do this to me? How can I..."
The sound gradually became smaller and became choked.
The fingers of Zhai Ziheng's hand were slightly tightened, and looking at the the wall who was standing still, the dark eyes were not noticeable and changed. "Come here," he said quietly.
She looked at him with tears and hatred, stood in the same place, and did not dare to move.
He got up and walked toward her step by step, the tall figure was full of oppression, and the original spacious space became too small. She began to tremble again, more and more afraid, the body could not help but retreat, but behind it is a hard wall, so that she can not retreat. Watching him push to his eyes, bending over, a long, powerful arm to support the wall around her, effortlessly trapped her in the narrow gap between the walls.
Too close, she could smell the breath of him, just as he invaded her.
Her legs are too soft to stand, don't go too far to see him. He lifted her chin in one hand and forced her to look at herself: "I didn't think about bullying you. I just want to pamper you. But, Xiao Yan, you will be punished if you don't obey. Do you understand? Why not? I allowed to sneak into the airport. Do you know how dangerous the world is? If you come back later, what are the consequences? Have you thought about it?"
"What will happen?" Her tears flowed down the delicate cheeks, and the voice became very hoarse because of the long crying. "What can be done! You, you bully me like that, what is the difference with the driver!"
He stunned. I didn't expect her to say such a thing. I didn't feel aggravated. "I don't have a difference with the driver?" His gloomy voice is like hell.
She trembled and didn't dare to speak.
Yan Ziheng looked at her calmly, and suddenly remembered what he said to him in the summer rain a few days ago [[Sister holding me crying, saying that I hate, disgusting...]
Was it true that his touch and other people are the same for her?
All the same... make her intolerable? !
"I should have taken you..." His fingers tightened more and more, and her face turned pale. "I should have thrown you to the driver, or whatever, when, Xia Wei, don't cry." Ask me to save!"
His distorted look made her afraid, for fear that the next moment he would really throw her to anyone. Fortunately, he didn't, just pulled her back to the big bed and pressed her body. "Let me tell you what the difference is!"
"Don't!" She screamed and cried. "Zi Ziheng, don't! I'm wrong, I'm wrong! I shouldn't sneak out, don't listen to you! Please don't hurt me... You..." She cried heartbroken, her eyes twitched with tears, and looked at him pleadingly, not wanting to suffer the pain of purgatory again.
His look became a little bit gentle, his fingers gently touching her pale and wrinkled cheeks, like caressing a disobedient kitten, softly asking, "Is it wrong?"
"Know it, I know!" She couldn't stop crying, curled up under him and shivered. "I will never go out of my way, and I won't be tempered with you anymore. I will be very embarrassed and embarrassed, I promise."

He said: "What else?"
and also? She was slightly wide-eyed, and she was puzzled and looked at him with fear and did not understand what he meant.
Zhai Ziheng followed the rules: "It seems that you still don't understand the difference between me and the driver."
She was scared to stop her heartbeat, "Ming... understand, you are... not the same."
"Where is it different?" He combed her hair a little behind her ear.
She couldn't answer it, and the big drops of tears leaked out, for fear that he would tear her into pieces in the next second.
He looked at her with pity, and suddenly smiled: "How come you cry? I don't know if I thought you bullied you. I said, this time you hurt because you are punished. As long as you are jealous, I promise not to Let you get hurt. Take a break and wait for you to be hurt. I tell you where it is different."
The last sentence is like a whisper between lovers.