Pampering My Husband Every Day | LK Adaption

Chapter 16

Jungkook gently wrapped Lisa, who had fallen asleep, with a thin quilt. His eyes were full of regret and despair. He didn't control himself.

"Um." Lisa in her sleep shuddered and avoided Jungkook's palm.

Jungkook stiffly withdrew his hand that wanted to smooth Lisa's forehead hair, turned to get out of bed, picked up the bathrobe he threw on the ground, pushed open the bedroom door, and went straight to the balcony.

The sky is getting brighter, and there is a bright morning glow at the junction of the sea and the sky. It seems that at the next moment, the sun will jump out of the clouds and bring life to the world.

Jungkook laughed at himself, suddenly hitting the wall behind him with a punch, leaving five shallow blood marks.

"Jungkook, you are a beast."

Jungkook recalled last night's scene. From the beginning of having sex, Lisa had already had a sore face and whiteness and cramps. As for himself, he has obviously found it, but he can't stop it. It should be said that he didn't want to stop at that time.

Lisa was like a rag doll under his ravages, but he was stubbornly unwilling to make a sound, and finally couldn't stand it anymore. He just begged himself to slow down, and he was more excited.

Lisa's skin was delicate and delicate. This night, Jungkook gnawed a piece of blue and purple, especially after being pinched at the waist for a night. A circle of blue to black marks was shocking.

Thinking of these things, Jungkook couldn't help but start to be irritable. He turned and pulled open the wine cabinet, and took out two or three bottles of spirits from the inside.

"You need to quit drinking." Dr. Li told him before the trip. "Don't drink alcohol no matter what happens. Drunk will make you emotionally out of control and more irritable."

"Grass!" Jungkook waved violently, sweeping down three bottles of expensive liquor, and the air was instantly filled with a strong alcohol smell.

Jungkook turned back to the balcony again, punching the wall with one punch and one punch, as if this was the only way to make him feel better.

Time passed little by little, from sunrise east to the blazing sun, and the bedroom was always quiet. Jungkook dared not go in to face Lisa, but was afraid of her accident.

Looking at it, it was almost noon. Jungkook couldn't rest assured and gently unscrewed the bedroom door. Through the door crack, Lisa was still in the morning posture, lying sideways on the bed.

Jungkook walked to the bed with a complex look, crouched in front of Lisa, raised his hand and gently probed Lisa's forehead.

Lisa frowned slightly, and Jungkook withdrew his hand as if it had been pierced by a needle.

Looking at Lisa's sleeping face that had stabilized again, Jungkook could finally be sure that even in her sleep, Lisa was afraid of him.

"Jungkook, Jungkook, do you know that you are sick, and what kind of marriage do you have? Are you qualified?" Jungkook laughed and left the master bedroom again. Lisa did not have a fever, so let her sleep for a while, But she should wake up by herself.

At the moment the door closed, Lisa, who had always closed her eyes, slowly opened her eyes. In fact, she was awake half an hour ago, but the soreness in her body made her unable to move for a while.

Lisa can guess her own misfortune without lifting the quilt. The man last night was simply an irrational beast, red eyes, and rude actions. This is her wedding night.