She still didn't go out, so she sat on the floor and concentrated on unpacking things.
[Host, why did you dismantle all these?] 444 looked confused.
"Of course it works."
Su Qiao tied his hair casually with a rubber band and continued working without raising his head.
After being busy for about an hour, I heard conversations outside the door, and soon after, there was the sound of a door closing.
She guessed that the perverted man had gone to work.
"Xiao Qiao? Xiao Qiao are you awake?"
"If you wake up, come out and eat! Mom made some preserved egg porridge."
There was a knock at the door, but Su Qiao did not respond and continued what he was doing.
Probably thinking that she didn't get up, the old lady knocked for a while and then stopped.
About half past eight, Su Qiao stood up, patted his butt, walked to the closet, and opened the closet door.
He picked out a simple pea green silk shirt, a pair of white casual pants, some underwear, and then went into the bathroom.
After taking a good hot bath, Su Qiao returned to the bedroom, sat on the dressing table, and began to put on makeup.
[Didn't you say these injuries are useless? Why did you dress up again?]
444 watched as Su Qiao painted black around his eyes little by little, and made up the corners of his mouth to look like they had been beaten and bruised.
Immediately the neck, arms, calves and other places were not spared.
"Are you a hundred thousand whys? So many questions."
Su Qiao stood up, looked at his whole body in the mirror, and nodded with satisfaction.
[I understand, you are afraid that they will find your injury healed all of a sudden and find it strange, right?]
"You know and you still ask?"
Picking up a rubber band and quickly tying it into a ball, Su Qiao finally left the bedroom.
[Host, don't you think you've been quite angry recently? Are you angry?]
"I drank too much and got drunk!"
Su Qiao After turning over Big Eye Roll, he walked into the living room.
The old lady was sitting on the European-style sofa, eating fruit and watching TV.
Seeing Su Qiao come out, he quickly stood up. "Xiao Qiao, can mom give you some medicine?"
"No need." Su Qiao glanced at her coldly and walked straight into the kitchen.
After searching for a long time, I saw a small pot of preserved egg porridge and three vegetable buns.
Su Qiao stirred the porridge with a spoon for a few times, then dropped the spoon angrily and turned to stare at the old lady who followed angrily. "Why is there no meat?"
"Meat?"
The old lady was stunned.
Probably Su Qiao's attitude suddenly changed. He was no longer as quiet as before. The old lady didn't react for a while.
Su Qiao shouted angrily, "Where's the meat? Can't the family even afford meat?"
"Oh, yes, yes, they are all frozen under the refrigerator. If you want to eat them, mom will make them for you."
The old lady has developed the habit of shrinking her neck and giving in when someone yells at her.
Su Qiao After being so fierce, she immediately went to open the refrigerator and prepare to take out the meat.
"I'll do it myself."
Su Qiao pushed her away, opened the refrigerator himself, and began to select.
"Xiao Qiao, you should apply this medicine! No matter how angry you are, you can't lose yourself!"
The old lady also held ointment in her hand to remove bruises and bruises.
Su Qiao turned his head coldly. "Have you been ill for a long time?"
"What... what do you mean?" The old lady was a little frightened by her gaze.
Su Qiao snorted coldly, "What I mean is, have you already gained experience in being beaten?"
"You... you..."
The old lady didn't expect that she would know about her past, and her face was full of shock.
"You have been beaten for so many years, why haven't you been beaten to death?"