“No, no!”

Noticing her pushing and resistance, Gao Han's face turned a little unhappy.

"Are you that afraid of me?"

His voice was so cold that it seemed to contain ice chips. Song Qingdai gasped in pain and felt as if she had hit a bone. The pain was so severe that every time she took a breath, her muscles felt a burning pain.

"If you're afraid of me, why did you agree to marry me?"

"Comrade Song, I, Gao Han, don't like to force people. If you don't want to get married before the wedding date, you still have room to regret it!"

He himself didn't even realize that when he said this, his hands were clenched tightly and his face looked grim.

"I..." Song Qingdai said with difficulty: "You, you want to lift my skirt as soon as you come up, Comrade Gao Han, are you polite?"

Gao Han: “…”

The man stood there in a daze, the emotions in his eyes changing unpredictably, and it took him a while to react.

"……Feel sorry."

He was just too nervous and didn't think that Song Qingdai was a lesbian with a thin skin.

I got used to it when I was in the military camp, and it will take me a while to change this habit.

"But you just bumped into the cabinet, and there's a good chance your waist is bruised. There's medicine for injuries in the room. Apply some and you won't feel so much pain tomorrow morning."

"I……"

"Are you sure you can reach your lower back to apply the medicine yourself?"

As soon as Song Qingdai opened her mouth, Gao Han knew what she wanted to say.

Song Qingdai was embarrassed.

"What are you afraid of? We've already seen everything we should and shouldn't have seen last night. We're getting married soon, Qingdai, you need to relax."

He was very good at making friends, calling people Qingdai all the time and no longer called them Comrade Song.

The girl's name came out of his throat, deep and hoarse.

Song Qingdai felt that her whole body was steaming.

"If you don't wipe it off, the blood clot inside won't dissolve and you'll be in more pain tomorrow."

Gao Han brought the safflower oil and looked at her with a dark gaze: "Qingdai, lie down."

There was a piercing, burning pain in my lower back.

The pain made Song Qingdai's eyes tear up.

She felt that what Gao Han said made sense. Everything that should and should not have happened had already happened. Being hesitant at this moment would only make her seem hypocritical.

So she lay obediently on the mat, gritted her teeth and lifted her skirt to her waist, exposing the place that had just been hit.

"It's already blue." Gao Han frowned, looking at the sudden purple spot on the girl's fair lower back, with a flash of heartache in his eyes.

"Just bear with it, it might hurt a little."

"......Yeah." Song Qingdai buried her head in her arms. She couldn't see or see. As long as she hid herself, she would know nothing.

The girl's legs are very long, white and round.

But Gao Han just glanced at her and quickly looked away, then covered her buttocks and thighs with a thin blanket.

Song Qingdai was stunned, and a strange feeling suddenly flashed through her mind, and her emotions were a little complicated.

"Hiss, it hurts—"

But the next second, Song Qingdai threw those complicated emotions behind her.

The only thing in my mind was the piercing pain.

"Be gentle, it hurts!"

Song Qingdai is not afraid of anything else except pain.

In her previous life, when Zhang Shaoxing beat her, Song Qingdai didn't bear it and would fight back if it hurt her.

It is common for two people to fight each other.

Zhang Shaoxing didn't want her to have an easy life, and she wouldn't let Zhang Shaoxing have an easy life either.

"Be patient,

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