Occupy a petite wife

on a private jet to Germany.

Wen Xin nestled in the soft sofa, staring at the blue sky and white clouds outside through the window in a daze.

The lightly closed door was pushed open, and out of the corner of her eye, the tall figure of the man was walking towards her. Because of the dispute in the cemetery, she was feeling suffocated at the moment, seeing him approaching, she simply closed her eyes and used Indifference to express her anger.

No one can tolerate the person they like turning a blind eye to themselves.

Rong Li's eyes darkened.

He knew that she was blaming him because he threatened her with her aunt to force her to stay.

If he could, he would not take extreme measures, but there was no other way. When she said that, he was terrified, terrified, and there was only one thought in his head: she must not be allowed to leave!

He pinched her weakness, she compromised, she said she would listen to him, and promised him that she would live in Huayuan and not go anywhere.

But even with this guarantee, Rongli was still afraid, he was afraid what would happen if she disappeared when he came back from Germany? !

He can send someone to watch her 24 hours a day, but if that is the case, what is the difference from imprisoning her?

After thinking about it again and again, he asked her to go to Germany together regardless of Wenxin's wishes.

Only by bringing her by his side at any time can he feel at ease.

After returning from the cemetery, she didn't give him a good face. The silent resistance at this time was more like a thin needle piercing his heart, and it hurt.

He didn't know what went wrong between them. Even if Wen Yanjun's death had affected her, she wouldn't have broken up with him so resolutely.

Rong Li sat next to her, he stretched out his hand to hold her hand, intending to have a good talk with her.

"Warm, I..."

"Do not touch me!"

She opened her eyes suddenly, and shot him coldly, stabbing him mercilessly.

She pushed him away again and again, with an extremely sharp attitude, and the man's handsome face was covered with coldness. He looked at her deeply, and the restless anger was suppressed in his phoenix eyes.

Wen Xin also stared at him with her neck straightened, Shui Shui's eyes were slightly red, like a little beast that had been injured and became fierce to protect herself.

Looking at her stubborn, the man narrowed his dark eyes, in the end he couldn't bear to get angry at her.

He grabbed her forcefully, sat her on his lap, and wrapped his arms around her tightly.

"Wenxin, don't be angry with me, be good, don't be angry." Just like she usually has a small temper, the man coaxed her patiently.

Warm but more irritable.

She was angry, angry that he didn't understand her, angry that he always pushed her, but in the end, she was angry with herself.

She was deeply trapped in the cage of guilt, and she didn't know what to do for the future!

"Let go of me!" She struggled.

Of course the man would not listen, but hugged him even tighter.

"I'm sorry, I didn't come back in time when you needed it, Wenxin, please be good, don't be angry, eh?"

He sincerely apologized, rubbed her little head with his big hands, smoothed the fur of the irritable little pet, and calmed her down.

The hot breath passed by her ears, and the deep and magnetic male voice entangled her thoughts. Wen Xin was moved for a moment, and wanted to rely on him just like that, but a certain message suddenly popped up, reminding her that he and Chu Xuan were together that night. done!

The little hand pressed against his chest, pushing him away repelling, "Go away, I don't want to see you!"

Bad man, why can he still face her with peace of mind as if he didn't know anything?

Did he really think she was stupid, easy to deceive, and let him play with her?

"Rongli, you go! You go!" She hit him hard with her two small fists.

Rong Li frowned fiercely, but refused to let go of his strength.

In the confusion, her knee was right up against the wound in his abdomen.

With a muffled grunt, he let go of a hand that was holding her.

Wen Xin took the opportunity to escape from his arms and stay away from him.

Then she saw his hand on his lower left abdomen, and his face looked paler than before.

She was planning to go out, but when she saw that his expression was not right, her heart tightened.

"What's wrong with you?" Worry crept up between her brows.

No matter how harsh the words are, caring for him seems to be instinctive, uncontrollable, and unfaithful.

Therefore, even though the wound was in great pain, Rongli smiled, even though his smile was only a small arc at the corner of his mouth.

"fine."

He said casually, as if the pain was just an illusion.

His face turned pale, Wen Xin couldn't believe it.

Pursing her lips, she still walked over, staring at his abdomen, and asked suspiciously, "Are you injured?"

She was immersed in sadness before and didn't notice his strangeness. Now that she calmed down, she realized that there was a strange smell on his body, which seemed to be the smell of medicine.

Of course Rongli would not admit it.

"No."

She stood in front of him, "Then take off your clothes!"

"..."

Without further ado, Wen Xin did it herself, insisting on seeing what happened for herself.

Rong Li held her down, "Warmth, don't make trouble."

She was even more sure that he was injured, and her heart was clenched tightly. She even raised her face and yelled at him, "Don't move!"

Rong Li was startled, and then he couldn't help but laugh.

This silly girl was born to be his nemesis!

Warmth gushed out from the bottom of his heart, and the mood of the cared-for man improved. He no longer stopped him, leaned back, propped his hands on the sofa, and behaved obediently, as if letting her handle her.

Meeting his smiling eyes, her heart skipped a beat, Wen Xin's cheeks were a little hot, but being shy or something couldn't be compared with finding out the truth, she bit the bullet.

He was sitting with his legs apart, and she was standing in it, bending over to unbutton his shirt. This posture was actually very ambiguous.

After all the buttons were unbuttoned, the bandages around the man's waist appeared in front of her without any concealment, and the white bandages were dyed a faint red, obviously bleeding.

Her heart froze for an instant.

She looked at him in a panic, "What... what's going on? How did you get hurt? "

No wonder his face is always pale, even the color of his lips is very pale.

Enjoying her concern for her, Rong Li narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression relaxed and satisfied, he sat up straight, pulled her in front of him, his face was pressed against her belly intimately.

"Don't worry, it's just a small injury." He said calmly.

The heating was turned on on the plane, and there were few clothes on. When he spoke, she could feel the heat of his breath, and the opening and closing of his lips, numb, itchy, warm and tense, subconsciously wanting to back away , but I was afraid of touching his wound.

So she stood still, her little hands wrapped around his head hesitantly, and gently stroked his hair.

"Rongli, I called you so many times that day and you didn't answer, is it because of this reason?"

"Ah."

Inserting her fingers into his hair, Wen Wen asked again: "But when Chu Xuan called me back, she said that you were taking a shower. Rongli, tell me, are you lying to me?"

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