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Many memories had become blurred as time passed, yet Ling Chuxia's first smile directed at him refused to be resisted, indelibly imprinted in his heart, impossible to erase.
Shi Che's hand suddenly released Ling Chuxia, then gripped her shoulder, turning her over slightly so that she lay on her back to him. Her long black hair cascaded down, covering her cheeks; he could no longer see her face, nor the humble and respectful expression on it.
Originally, Ling Chuxia thought she was really going to be strangled to suffocation by Shi Che, but unexpectedly, he suddenly released his hand. Ling Chuxia hadn't even caught her breath when she felt as if the world was spinning, her whole body flipped over completely, and in the next moment, a tearing pain swept through her entire body.
Ling Chuxia gasped, her face rapidly turning pale.
In matters like these, Ling Chuxia habitually felt some fear, especially when Shi Che appeared with murderous intent.
He didn't seem to be doing that kind of thing with her, but rather like wielding a knife, slicing her flesh bit by bit, each cut precisely hitting her pain points.
Ling Chuxia could feel that today Shi Che was more irritable and furious than ever before. He pressed against her, crashing into her with brutality, each thrust like a punch hitting flesh, every punch deadly.
Ling Chuxia only felt pain, wrenching pain from the first blow, a blunt ache surging to her brain, as if all her blood had coagulated, her entire body uncontrollably turning cold.
Ling Chuxia could only bite the pillow hard to endure, to prevent herself from crying out in pain.
Shi Che moved in silence, and Ling Chuxia endured silently; clearly something normal between spouses, it seemed more like a fight to the death.
She had no idea how long it lasted before it finally ended.
Ling Chuxia felt like her bones had been taken apart and rearranged again; just now... with that fierce vigor from Shi Che, she almost suspected Shi Che wanted her dead.
She lay on the bed for quite a while before she could somewhat regain her composure. She took a breath, slowly lifted her head.
Shi Che lay beside her, his dark eyes slightly closed, his breath still somewhat rapid, his brow deeply furrowed, looking rather uncomfortable.
Ling Chuxia looked at Shi Che's expression, and though she felt a bit fearful in her heart, she could not forget her responsibility. Ignoring the soreness and discomfort in her body, she forced herself up slightly and moved a little closer, with concern, "Master, are you still unwell? Is it a headache? Do you need any medicine?"
Shi Che suddenly opened his eyes.
He slightly turned his face to look at Ling Chuxia. Her body bore bruises in various sizes, shockingly vivid, evidence of his earlier brutality, yet she ignored them, only worriedly gazing at him, fearing in case he felt the slightest discomfort.
Shi Che stared at her for a long moment, slowly curling the corners of his lips, chuckled several times.