Lock Your Heart and Lock Your Love: Don't Marry a Rich Husband

Before she was six years old, what kind of grievances did she suffer, so that every time she recalled those memories that had become old, she would still be terrified and defeated?

The two remained in the same posture for a while, and when Luo Yuchen sighed and was about to say something, there was a slight knock at the door.

Luo Yuchen's eyes sharpened, he raised his head quickly, and looked in the direction of the door. Zixin's sobbing stopped abruptly like an old record stuck, and a pair of clear eyes still shone with unconcealable Afraid, he raised his hand and grabbed his collar timidly.

Without Zixin's occasional sobs, the whole room suddenly became deathly silent, only the sound of their breathing was left, which flowed slowly in the air around him and her, and everything was heard clearly. Chu.

For a long time, there was no more sound from the door, Luo Yuchen frowned suspiciously, just thought that a servant accidentally touched the door just now, without thinking too much, lowered his head again, and met Zixin's eyes , there were still crumbling teardrops in the corners of her eyes, a trace of timidity and fear spread in the bottom of her pure and clear eyes, but she was still tenacious, as if she had mustered up her courage, she stared straight at her with her eyes open. he.

The bottom of his heart softened, and the desire that had been suppressed for a long time surged up again, and finally he couldn't help but bent down, kissed her tears away bit by bit, and the cool lips also came from the corners of her eyes, slowly It slipped onto her warm earlobe.

But just when he was about to go further, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open!

Luo Yuchen's eyes froze, even though Zixin's clothes were still on well, and there was nothing he shouldn't see, but he pulled up the quilt very quickly, wrapping Zixin's body completely. Strictly speaking, he turned his head unhurriedly, and looked at the person at the door with a pair of cold eyes full of anger.

After seeing clearly who pushed the door open, Luo Yuchen narrowed his eyes, and a monstrous anger faintly emanated from his whole body, and the temperature in the room seemed to start to rise, as if someone had added a fire to the room.

Because, it was none other than his careless father, Luo Wenxuan, who broke into the room.

"Hehe, that, son, you finally have to do something, why is the door not closed properly, I accidentally leaned on it... it, it opened, sorry son, I'm going out now, you go on, go on."

It was good that Luo Wenxuan didn't speak, but the moment he opened his mouth, the words would be astonishing, the corners of Luo Yuchen's mouth twitched, and his face turned dark.

Not to mention Bai Zixin, blushing, his whole head was buried in the soft quilt, and he almost found a gap to get in.

Woohoo, Luo Yuchen was almost wiped out, and even caught by his father, who might think of her character, now her face is really thrown to Java, I have no face to see people...

Luo Yuchen had a serious Bao Gong face, and pulled and pushed Luo Wenxuan out of the room, only to see his mother Yan Ruo standing by the door, her face flushed slightly, obviously there were also people who were peeping just now. her share.

Luo Yuchen's face became even more unsightly, "Mom, it's fine if Dad makes trouble, why are you meddling? You two have such leisure, why don't you close the door and roll the sheets, maybe you can make it for me." Come out a few brothers and sisters!"