The heroine falls in love with scum [Quick Transmigration]

The second she opened her eyes, Lin Qingyan regained her body consciousness at the same time, but she felt the malice from this new body, or the mess left to her by the previous owner of this body.

pain....

From the arms to the calves, it was covered with a hot burning sensation, as if the whole body was soaked in chili salt water after being injured.

Lin Qingyan, who was alone on the double bed, stared at the snow-white ceiling directly above, and retracted her five fingers into her palms to make sure that she was still alive.

Lin Qingyan turned his head to the left, and in his squinting eyes, the long and interlaced red marks on his exposed left arm were particularly eye-catching.

What happened to this body before she came?

Are the marks on the arm from being whipped?Then why is she being treated like this...

Willingly or coerced?

Lin Qingyan closed her eyes tightly and tried hard to recall, but she couldn't recall any relevant information at all.

Forget it, I can leave the bed first, and when I have time, I will think about those things that I have.

Lin Qingyan's upper and lower teeth were biting together, and his left and right palms were propped on both sides of his body. With the help of his limbs, Lin Qingyan stood up with his upper body, but the tingling pain on his body made him frowned consciously.

If possible, Lin Qingyan really didn't want to move. She was lying still a second ago and felt pain from different parts of her body, especially the back that directly touched the bed surface. The tingling pain could not be ignored.

However, to Lin Qingyan, this room is like a luxurious cage that imprisons a canary, a place she cannot stay for long.

Lin Qingyan sat on the bed and looked down. She was wearing a summer uniform that is common in ordinary middle schools. So, she is still a student this time?

How can a middle school student lie here covered in injuries, or is this room her bedroom?

If it is true, it looks like a very rich family.

Lin Qingyan didn't stay any longer, got up vigorously, and left the bed.

Stepping on the wooden floor with bare feet, each step involves a certain scar on the leg. Although it is very painful, it will not make people faint, so for Lin Qingyan, there is nothing that cannot be overcome.

Standing by the closet, Lin Qingyan opened it unceremoniously, and it was full of women's clothes.

Lin Qingyan picked out a long-sleeved cotton shirt and black trousers.

There were several dark red marks on the clothes she was wearing, which should be the blood stains seeping from the broken skin wounds on her body.This kind of tattered school uniform can no longer be worn, so she chose a set of dark clothes to cover up the marks on her body. Lin Qingyan didn't want to go out in such a mess.

Lin Qingyan walked back to the standing mirror next to the closet, and put the clothes in her hand on the hook on the left side of the mirror.

The buttons were unbuttoned one by one, and the short-sleeved white top and trousers were taken off from the body, and the two pieces were piled up at the feet.

Lin Qingyan looked straight at himself in the mirror, red marks scattered all over his body.At this moment, Lin Qingyan could clearly judge that those streaks were the result of whipping.But there is one thing to be thankful for. There are no whip marks on the places where the face and neck would be exposed outside the clothes. It seems that the person did not want outsiders to know the whipping she suffered.

Lin Qingyan was not in the mood to continue admiring the body in the mirror, and brought over the new clothes on the hook, the friction between the clothes and the scars on the body, the coexistence of tingling and itching.However, no matter how itchy the scar was, Lin Qingyan didn't dare to scratch it. He just pretended that he was blind and ignored the filthy whip marks.

Things have come to this, out of sight and out of mind, Lin Qingyan doesn't want to worry about their existence, they are just a few welts, as long as they don't affect the progress of her mission, even if she is blind, so what?

The tingling pain on the body, walking, the body began to adapt to it, the eyes are blind, the limbs are broken, just need to give the body a little more time to adapt.

The clothes in the closet were not hers, so it was obviously unlikely that this room was her bedroom.

The clothes didn't fit her well, but it wasn't as serious as a child stealing an adult's clothes. It's just that the sleeves covered half of the palms, and the trouser legs hung down on the floor, covering both feet.

Lin Qingyan lifted some trouser legs up with both hands, and walked awkwardly to the exit of the cage.

Hold the doorknob with your right hand and twist it lightly.

Somewhat unexpectedly, the door was opened by Lin Qingyan, but it was not locked as expected.

That means she can leave?

I don't know if there is a trace of instinct left in this body, but she is inexplicably excited to be able to leave.

And in the living room on the first floor, Si Lanche, the owner of this villa, was sitting on the sofa in the living room, browsing the financial newspaper in his hand, with a glass of milk and a few slices of toast on the coffee table in front of him.

At this time, footsteps came from the stairs in front of the left, and Si Lanche, who noticed it, did not change, his eyes were still focused on the contents of the newspaper.

The footsteps came from Lin Qingyan.

Lin Qingyan put her left hand on the handrail, stabilized her body as much as possible, and walked down the stairs.

When there were only more than ten steps left from the floor of the first floor, Lin Qingyan's left foot was careless for a moment, and stepped on the inside of his trouser leg, and his body, which was already a little shaky, fell down the steps uncontrollably.

Lin Qingyan subconsciously covered her head with her hands.

In just a few seconds, Lin Qingyan's whole body fell on the steps, and his body slid down the steps until the palms in front of his head hit the floor.

Adding injury to injury, Lin Qingyan curled up on the floor, feeling that some of the wounds on her body seemed to be torn open, and some liquid flowed out.

Lin Qingyan wanted to roll all over the floor to suppress the pain, but in the end she didn't dare to move.

Si Lanche glanced at Lin Qingyan like a charity, and then turned a page of the newspaper in his hand.

Aunt Lan, who was tidying up the tableware in the kitchen, hurried out when she heard the sound of the thing hitting the floor.

Aunt Lan looked at the stairs, and the person lying on the ground was brought back by the lady last night, and she walked towards Lin Qingyan without hesitation.

"Miss Lin, what's the matter with you?"

After hearing Aunt Lan's voice, Si Lanche put down the newspaper in his hand, looked at Aunt Lan who was about to help someone, and asked, "Aunt Lan, did I allow you to go?"

Aunt Lan withdrew her hand, saw Lin Qingyan's pale face, and said worriedly: "Miss, but she..."

Si Lanche was slightly displeased with Aunt Lan's kindness.

"Aunt Lan, go and do your work, don't make me say it a second time!"