Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

Inside the new house, there was still a **** smell at night. Chu Li was sitting at the bedside, the cigarette lighted on the finger, and the corners of his lips evoked a half smile.

"You should know how to do it?" He took out the cigarette in his hand, he was not interested in her body at all, but he was so painful, then she must accompany him.

Xia Ruoxin only lowered his head gently, and loosened his clothes with his thin white fingers, until he took off the clothes from the whole body. It was Chigou who was lying on the bed with her hands clinging to her body. The quilt and chin were pinched bruises.

"En ..." The lower body was invaded, without the slightest tenderness, she just bit her back of the hand and let tears slide down in her eyes. It was an unexplainable pain, extremely painful.

Chu Li just looked at the junction of the two, where blood leaked out after her, and her lower body was already red and swollen by him, but he still didn't stop his movements, he just asked her pain.

"Ah ..." Finally, I couldn't help it, and that scream was so terrible that it shook everyone's eardrums.

"I beg you, no, I hurt, I really hurt ..." She twitched from time to time, a little face that had no color long ago, only pain, tears running down her chin like a stream Keep falling.

"You hurt, it hurts even more ..."

Chu Lu was deeply bumped again, her viscera and viscera rolled over. She was holding the sheets under her tightly, but because of that, she finally passed out.

But Chu Li just felt a heat flow from where they joined. He sneered again, but only looked down, but he saw Xia Ruoxin's continuous red blood stream under his body, and he couldn't stop holding her. The quilts on his body were all stained red.

He pulled himself out, his face was a little colder, and Xia Ruoxin's face was pale and gray at this time without a trace of popularity.

In the hospital, Chu Li just leaned against the wall, still holding a cigarette between his fingers, and slowly swallowed. There was no worry in his eyes. Her life and death had nothing to do with him, but if she really died like this, So what should he do with his hatred?

Xia Ruoxin, you better not die, even if you die, I will not let you go, his face is calm, but only he knows that the blood of her lower body has actually let his body have An indescribably cold chill.

In the ward, Xia Ruoxin just lay there, the blood vessels on his arm were extremely obvious.

"Well, how's she doing?" Chu Li put her hands in her pockets. There was no half-mood between the black eyes, it was like night. It was as if a stranger was lying inside, not his newly married wife.

"Mr. Chu ..." The doctor was a little embarrassed.

"Say," Chu Li still behaved like that, and there seemed to be some less visible irritations.

"That's it, Mr. Chu," the doctor took a deep breath. "Mrs. Chu's uterus has been severely hit, which may have a great impact on her future fertility. Conceiving does not mean it will not. "

Having said that, the doctor comforted the man again.

Chu Lü only raised his eyes lightly, "You mean, she can't give birth in the future?" The heartlessness he asked, even the doctor was asked.

"I didn't mean that, Mr. Chu ..."

"I'm asking if she can't give birth in the future?" If the doctor interrupted by Chu Li, he only cares about whether she can give birth.

The doctor froze, then nodded slightly.