Rich and poisonous love: Husband, please love me

Although the kiss deepened, he felt that his body was gradually heating up, and the dryness/heat/heat of emotion was moving around in his body, and he couldn't help reaching into her pajamas with his handsome eyes slightly rippling.

"Hmm..." She groaned in pain, and he was so shocked that he recovered from his lust.

He let go of her, his eyes were amazed, she was sick, her skin was pink and tender, she was extremely seductive, much more attractive than the usual reserved and forbearing her, and her cry was also tantalizing, like a feather Brushing his heart.

The indescribable beauty is so delicious that he can't wait to eat her up.

Faced with her painful expression, he suppressed this strong desire. No matter how impulsive he was, Ling Muze would never go to a sick woman.

However, it is impossible not to solve the pain in the lower body/body.

He is not a person who will treat himself badly, so he got up and planned to find the lover closest to the apartment to solve it.

Thinking about it, since this woman came here, he hasn't found any lovers. He is either busy with work or satisfied with her, so he doesn't have much interest in other women.

He thought he didn't pay attention, but now that he thought about it, he realized that he had become innocuous because of this woman.

Thinking of how much this woman had influenced him, his face was as dark as the night outside the window. From now on, it seems that he should distance himself from this woman. The woman Ling Yucheng falls in love with must not be simple, she must have her own set of hooks /Tips for attracting men.

Picking up the white shirt hanging on the rack, putting on the black suit and black trousers, and then putting on the tie, he was about to walk out of the bedroom, but he heard a painful murmur behind him.

"Tangtang, Tangtang, you must hold on, Mama, Mama wants you to be well..." Hearing what she said clearly, the corners of his lips twitched stiffly, this woman is really extraordinary How stupid to think about that stupid dog even after burning so badly.

With a cold snort, she was about to leave, but she groaned again: "Ling Muze..."

His body immediately froze, as if by magic, and his heartstrings were plucked without warning.

He walked towards the bed uncontrollably, sat down, and wanted to hear what she would say next.

It is said that people or things that a person thinks of while in a coma or sleep are very important in this person's heart. Could it be that she couldn't resist her own charm and fell in love with herself unknowingly?

There was an indescribable sweetness lingering in his heart, which made the corners of his lips smile unconsciously.

"Ling Muze, Ling Muze, Ling Muze..." Her low voice sounded again.

Every time she cried out in sorrow, it was like a boulder hitting a stone surface, stirring up waves of water in his heart.

He involuntarily squatted down and stared at her, only to see her frowning, her expression painful, her forehead constantly dripping with sweat, her body trembling, as if she was in a very painful dream and couldn't escape.

Seeing her in agony, he thought she had a severe fever, so he ran to the bathroom and wrung a wet towel.

Laying her down, he wiped the sweat off her forehead with a wet towel.

Realizing that he was serving a woman involuntarily, and his movements were so gentle, he squeezed the towel in his hand with a gloomy face.

Damn it, why are you being so nice to this woman Ling Yucheng likes, put down the towel in your hand and run to find your lover.

Although he ordered himself so in his heart, he couldn't stop the movement of his hands, as if his thoughts were controlled by an invisible thread, making him do it uncontrollably.

"Ling Muze, Ling Muze, where are you? Don't go, tell me where you are? Ling Muze, don't go, don't go, come back..." She shook her head in pain, with tears rolling down her cheeks, her voice filled with endless Sadness that cannot be loved.

Seeing her in such pain, he grabbed her hand under the quilt: "I'm here, I haven't left..."

She clutched his hand tightly, murmured in pain, and seemed to have a lot of grief in her heart, tears streaming down her face: "Ling Muze, Ling Muze, please don't go, don't leave me alone, woo woo woo, little husband , where are you? Little man, little man..."

His body froze suddenly, and then, a strong anger swept over him, almost completely obliterating him.

He shook off her hand vigorously, and grabbed her chin forcefully: "Say, who is that little husband? Tell me!"

The humiliation of being used as a stand-in by her made him frantically want to strangle her to death.

However, what angered him the most was not this huge humiliation, but that this woman was thinking about another man.

Since she has become her own mistress, she has to belong to herself both physically and mentally.

He thought domineeringly, anyway, he would never allow her to use him as a substitute, but when he looked at him, he thought it was another man.

He didn't know that he had reached the point of domineering towards her, and he didn't know how much he cared about her. He only knew that when a woman was not allowed to have sex with him, all he thought about was other men.

"Little husband, little husband, you are really affectionate, say, who is that little husband?" His chest was full of anger, and he squeezed her chin forcefully.

The air is heavy, and the sound of bones rubbing can be vaguely heard.

The severe pain made Shui Xi frowned, and kept murmuring: "Little husband, little husband, little husband..."

It was as if calling his name could relieve a portion of the pain, but it sounded like someone was on the verge of rage.

He wanted to teach her a good lesson, but seeing her in such unbearable pain, he couldn't do anything cruel.

Since when did he become soft-hearted, bastard!

He was about to spit fire out of anger.

Instead, he thought of that interview, he asked her who the man was, and she said it was her brother.

At that time he was bewitched by her pure eyes, now he heard that she called her little husband even in his dreams, and her name was also Ling Muze, and then continued to her entanglement in the past, looking at him affectionately and calling him little husband.

It turned out that she had regarded him as another person from the very beginning, and that person held a very important position in her heart, and she still couldn't forget him until now.

想到她望着自己，与自己欢/爱，控制不住叫凌沐泽的时候，都是透过他望的却是另外一个人，这让他愤怒宣泄地一拳揍在她身侧。

damn it.With a low curse, he got up with a face as dark as the night, and walked out of the bedroom without staying any longer.

It was the next morning when Shui Xi woke up, she opened her eyes in a daze, she felt something was pressing on her forehead, she weakly raised her hand to take it off, and when she brought it to her eyes, it was a towel.

Suddenly, his muddy consciousness became clearer, and he looked to the side, but there was no sign of him.

Inexplicably, there was an indescribable loss in my heart.

Instead, thinking of Tangtang, she put all her feelings behind her, lifted the quilt, climbed out of bed with her weak body, went to the balcony and saw that Tangtang was lying on her bed, falling asleep with her ears drooping.

Not knowing how it was doing, she pushed it: "Tangtang, Tangtang..."

Tangtang opened her eyes, looking very dull, no different from her reaction a few days ago.

However, she still breathed a sigh of relief, after all, Tangtang survived, and it still looks listless, presumably because the medicine has not passed.

Although I really want to see what the lively Tangtang looks like, but it needs to take a few more meals of medicine, so that the disease can be cured.

Get up, get medicine, water and dog food and return to the balcony.

Touching Tangtang in his arms, it must have disliked the smell of the medicine, always turned his head away, and even struggled with his small body.

Although she really didn't want to force Tangtang, but for the sake of its health, she had to grit her teeth and forcefully open its mouth and pour the medicine down.

After feeding it the medicine, she started to feed it dog food, but it refused to eat it no matter how much it was fed. Medicine can be mixed with water, but dog food cannot be used in this way.

Knowing that it is very uncomfortable now and doesn't want to eat anything, she feels distressed but has no choice but to put dog food next to it.

It is so hungry that it will crawl to eat some by itself.

After finishing all this, she put Tangtang down, stroked its head, and went back to the bedroom to change into work clothes.

When she came to the magazine office, she arrived 3 minutes early from work time, and there were already many colleagues in the office at work. She looked around for four weeks, but she still didn't see Xia Lan.

I'm worried that Xia Lan hasn't come to work for the past few days, and I'm afraid that something will happen to her alone in the rented room.

Xia Lan's home is Town B. After finishing college in City A, she stayed in City A to work and rented a small house with one bedroom, one living room and one kitchen in Nanyuan District.

After making up his mind, he went to see Xia Lan after work.

"Shui Xi, come in."

She looked up looking for the voice, and saw the editor-in-chief calling her, she nodded to the editor-in-chief and walked towards the editor-in-chief's office.

As soon as he came to the office, the editor-in-chief asked, "Did you find Xia Lan that day?"

It was then that Shui Xi remembered that she had promised the editor-in-chief to call Xia Lan when she found Xia Lan, so as to reassure her, but she forgot about it because of her preoccupation.

So, she said with guilt: "I found Xia Lan that day, but for some reason I forgot to call you for a while, sorry..."

"What's the reason?" the editor-in-chief asked, frowning.

Although the editor-in-chief looked serious, she felt that the editor-in-chief cared about Xia Lan, and she didn't want to hide it from her, and she couldn't find any good excuses to explain that Xia Lan hadn't come to work these days. Excuse Xia Lan.

"Emotionally, Xia Lan has encountered emotional setbacks, the editor-in-chief..." Worried that the editor-in-chief would blame Xia Lan for not distinguishing between public and private, she just wanted to say something nice for Xia Lan, but she sighed voice.

"Hey, woman, I can hold on to feelings but can't let go of them. Shui Xi, please persuade Xia Lan well, and let her come out of the haze of feelings."

Shui Xi didn't know that the editor-in-chief didn't pursue Xia Lan's miners these days at all, and told her to advise Xia Lan, so she couldn't help but nodded to her happily: "Editor-in-chief, I will."

After getting off work, she hailed a taxi and went to Xia Lan's residence.

But she hesitated at the door and dared not go in. She was worried about Xia Lan and felt guilty for the instigator of Xia Lan's depression.

Finally, it took a lot of courage for her to knock on the door.