Ling Jing's wound was really painful at the beginning, but he didn't expect that the woman didn't forget to kick him when she picked up the phone.
He almost couldn't pretend anymore and wanted to get up and teach this woman a lesson.
But after that woman hung up the phone, she put the kitchen knife to the side. After looking at Ling Jing's face for a long time, she finally made her move.
After a long time, she finally got him to the bed. Su Peizhen looked at the blood on her body, and disgust flashed in her eyes again.
Looking at the blood and water stains on the other party, she decided to ask Xiao Zhao to throw away the bed sheet tomorrow.
But that was all she was willing to do.
"If you can survive, you're lucky. If you bleed to death, it's your bad luck. Then don't blame me."
After saying this, Su Peizhen went straight to take a shower. She had wasted too much of her energy dealing with work and socializing today.
