Rich and poisonous love: Husband, please love me

Shui Xi was almost not choked by his words, and coughed a few times in embarrassment: "I, I'd better tell you about my past."

Ling Muze pursed his lips and looked at her intently.

What happened in the past has always been hidden deep in my heart, and every time I think about it, my heart will ache.

But now, to try to escape the past that she doesn't want to uncover is undoubtedly to sprinkle salt on the deep wound.

Stretching pain.

She has been trying her best not to think, not to think that her parents have left her forever, and not to think that she may never see Ling Muze for the rest of her life.

Her loved ones were far away from her, and she felt that she was the only one left in the whole world.

alone.

Looking at Shui Xi's gloomy eyes and the appearance of holding back his grief, his handsome eyebrows unconsciously frowned.

She didn't know what she had experienced to show such a painful expression.

Realizing that his emotions were affected by her without realizing it, his eyes shrank coldly in annoyance.

She was just a tool to take revenge on Ling Yucheng, what happened to him had nothing to do with him, why did he want to know about her past.

I am very upset that I am inexplicably interested in her past.

When Shui Xi finally plucked up the courage and opened his mouth to speak, he waved his hand indifferently to stop him: "You don't need to say it, I suddenly don't want to hear it anymore."

Shui Xi exhaled, his tense body relaxed, and his palms were covered with cold sweat.

What a fickle man.

Fortunately, he is fickle, so she didn't have to show him the bloody wound.

Seeing Shui Xi's apparent relaxation, and thinking that she was so unwilling to share her thoughts, he snorted uncomfortably, got up and left the dining table.

Shui Xi watched him leave with a gloomy face, and rubbed his head in puzzlement, wondering why he was upset by being so good.

But as soon as he left, the surrounding air became much smoother, and the oppressive feeling disappeared, and she could finally breathe air freely.

Humming a song, I picked up the dishes.

Even though there were very few dishes, she washed them over and over again, as if to make them shine brighter than diamonds.

She didn't do this because she loves to be clean, but to delay time.

He held his breath and listened to the movement outside the kitchen. There was the sound of water flowing in the bathroom. He thought of his naked body standing under the shower head at the moment, and thought of the crystal drops of water sliding down his muscular chest. ． ． ． ． ．Shui Xi felt hot liquid slipping down the bridge of his nose, and realized that he had a nosebleed in his imagination, and immediately, his face flushed and he wiped the blood indiscriminately.

In order to distract herself, she continued to wash the dishes with a rag, tirelessly.

Just when her mind and soul were in a very tangled state, a cold and sensual voice sounded: "Are you planning to spend the whole night on this?"

Shui Xi's hand trembled, almost missing the bowl.

He said stiffly: "Well, there's no way, the disease comes from the mouth, of course the cleaner the better, the better." After finishing speaking, he rubbed the bowl with trembling hands.

Seeing that he didn't speak, she thought he had left the kitchen, and she suddenly felt alive, and the air returned to her chest.

Turning his head to look, he froze in embarrassment.

He put his hands on his chest haughtily, leaning against the door frame, staring at her deeply with handsome eyes.

Obviously his demeanor and demeanor are very leisurely, but it gave her a strong sense of oppression.

She said in a stiff voice: "I have to drag the dishes to the floor after washing the dishes. You must be very tired after a busy day. Go to bed first."

He stared at her deeply, like a cheetah staring at its prey. She was nervous and did not dare to move, fearing that he would pounce on him in a second.

Just when she was so nervous that she was about to suffocate, a sneering smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "I'll give you 10 minutes to take care of everything, including your body, and get out of bed in my bed."

Knowing that resistance is meaningless and useless, she responded in a low voice: "Oh, I see."

Seeing his figure disappear at the door, she leaned weakly against the kitchen counter.

Go out of the kitchen, find clean underwear and pajamas, and go to the bathroom to take a shower.

Let the water flow down the hair, and the mood is disordered like the water rushing down.

Thinking of how humble she was like a doll for him to play with, and her dignity for him to trample on, but she couldn't hate it, even facing his touch, her heart beat so fast that she almost burst out, she looked up in pain and let him The water washes over.

She is such a cheap woman.

After taking a shower, she walked slowly towards the bedroom.

The bedroom reflected the dim light, seeing him covered with a thin blanket with his back facing the door, with a slender and perfect body, my heart throbbed uncontrollably.

She clutched her chest, trying to restrain her heart from beating wildly because of him.

But she couldn't do it, the more depressed she was, the stronger the feeling of heart palpitations, and endless fear surged up in her heart, making her want to run away from him.

This man seems to have a magical power, once people get close, they will be attracted to him irresistibly.

There is a feeling that if she continues to stay with him, she will definitely fall into hell beyond redemption.

The intense panic made her turn pale, and she wanted to turn around and leave, but her feet seemed to be stuck on the ground, and she couldn't move a single step.

Just because his back is so similar to his impression.

In the past, every night, when that person fell asleep with his back turned to her, she greedily stared at his back, and couldn't get enough of it.

When that person turned his back to her, he always had a habit of bending his body, as if frightened.

And the person in front of him did the same thing.

If it wasn't for the huge disparity in their identities and personalities, she would almost think they were the same person.

She didn't notice, standing at the door, looking at his back, tears unconsciously blurred her eyes.

As if being bewitched, her mind was drawn into the bedroom by a pair of invisible hands.

She kneaded the corner of her clothes with her fingers, and walked in front of him, while he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

As he fell asleep, his handsome eyebrows stretched out, his expression peaceful, his moist lips seemed to be coated with a layer of honey pomelo, crystal clear and shiny, exactly the same as the impression he had.

In the past, sleeping on the same bed with that person, she would always think of slippery and soft jelly when seeing that person's lips, and then would call him softly, if he didn't answer, she would think he was asleep, and then , quietly approached him. ． ． ． ． ．Seeing such a similar face, her heart beat so fast that it was about to jump out of her throat.

Putting his lips close to his ear, he called tentatively: "Ling Muze, are you asleep?"

He didn't answer, only his warm breath sprayed on her face.

He seemed to be sleeping deeply, breathing evenly, and his eyelashes were trembling slightly. He was harmless and charming as he fell asleep.

She pursed her lips, covered her throbbing chest with her hands, and slowly moved her lips closer to his.

His lips were about to stick to his, and his head was completely white.

She seems to have returned to the past, taking him to sleep, kissing him secretly, feeling as if there are colorful petals floating around, she can even smell the fragrance of flowers.

Open your eyes wide and let his face be deeply reflected in your eyes. ． ． ． ． ．Suddenly, the originally closed eyes opened, and the cold and sharp light in the eyes shot at her, which made her heart beat like thunder, and she fell to the ground in panic.

Sensibility came back in an instant, his face was as pale as snow, and his eyes were wide open in fear and helplessness.

My mind is blank.

She saw a sarcasm on the corner of his lips, followed by his ghostly voice: "Sure enough, you used to pretend to be innocent in front of me. You were obviously a sao, but you pretended to be reserved and innocent in front of me. If you don't enter the showbiz, it's really a big loss for the showbiz."

His words were like bursting into flames, piercing Shui Xi felt great humiliation, but he couldn't even utter a single rebuttal.

In fact, she really couldn't help but want to kiss him, even though she regarded him as another person.

"Don't look at me with these innocent eyes. Do you think I will continue to be confused by your hypocritical appearance after you are caught by me?" people.

Shui Xi bit her lips tightly, her face pale and bloodless, and then, a pair of big hands picked her up from the ground and threw her on the bed, and then, a hot/hot and powerful chest pressed against her.

He looked at her eyes full of contempt, which made her feel great humiliation, so she wriggled and struggled: "Ling Muze, let me go, let me go..."

"Let go of you? Humph!" He sneered, "Stop pretending to be reserved and innocent in front of me. Let go of you? Let go of you and kiss me secretly again when I fall asleep?"

Shui Xi's body froze from his mocking words. In just a moment, he had already controlled her hands and feet, and his scorching lips had captured hers.

Not wanting to sink into his fascination/love vortex, she struggled and twisted her body, but his strength was too strong, her hands and feet were imprisoned by him, she couldn't move at all.

Under his violent/emotional offensive, her rationality was a little bit slack, and finally, under his fierce/fierce stab, she powerlessly surrendered and clung to him to go to the cloud/rain together.

Since she was tossed all night last night, after he vented his last wave, she fell asleep without feeling anything.

In the morning, she was woken up by the sound of the doorbell sounding like a death bell.

Opening his heavy eyes, he was instantly sobered by the sudden magnification of the handsome face in front of his eyes. He sat up reflexively, his face was flushed all of a sudden, his brain nerves were tangled up and he couldn't think.

"You, why are you staring at me all the time? I'm scared to death, do you know that?" Shui Xi said with a trembling voice.

Seeing him staring deeply at the area below her neck, she realized that she was naked at the moment, screamed, and quickly pulled the quilt to cover her body.

"What's the cover? I haven't seen any part of your body. Open it for me." His eyes were burning, as if a cluster of flames were hidden, dancing brightly.

Shui Xi tugged even tighter, tongue tied and said, "Since I've seen it all, what's so interesting about it?"