The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 1453 As far as the eye can see, it will last forever: Shall I help you reminisce now?
Zhang Cuilan was woken up by Li Weizheng, and she was still in a daze. There was a bedside lamp in the room. Under the weak light, she met Li Weizheng's red eyes, and she was stunned for a while before realizing his mean.

"Wei Zheng, you're drunk."

Zhang Cuilan was a little guilty, and the picture of being pressed against the wall by her uncle in the afternoon popped up unconsciously.

What shocked her was that after being kissed by her uncle, she didn't get angry, and she didn't deliberately avoid him. Instead, she let him help her to eat dinner...

"Am I drunk?" Li Weizheng asked with a half-smile, kneeling beside Zhang Cuilan, holding one in each palm, looking up at her, with his chin resting in the middle of her.

After the child reached a certain month, the pregnant woman had difficulty breathing, and was pressed by Li Weizheng's chin. Zhang Cuilan felt even more breathless, as if a big stone was pressed on her chest, and she raised her hand to touch Li Weizheng's face.

"It's so heavy, you're weighing me down."

"Is that heavy? I only put my head on you, but Weimin's whole body is on you."

Under the weak light, Li Weizheng's bloodless white face looked evil, his bloodshot eyes were red, and the corners of his lips were curved.

Zhang Cuilan...

He was suffocated, looking at the man in front of him who was obviously his husband, he felt strange at this moment.

"What? I have nothing to say after being hit by what I said?"

Li Weizheng lifted it up slowly, and sat sideways beside Zhang Cuilan, with the backs of his fingers on her face, waving gently.

"Weizheng? I don't have one." Zhang Cuilan murmured, perhaps out of instinct, she didn't want Li Weizheng to misunderstand her.

"No?" Li Weizheng asked back with the corners of his lips curled up, and his palm also fell on Zhang Cuilan's lower abdomen and gently rubbed it, which was clearly a gentle scene.But what she said made Zhang Cuilan feel ashamed.

"You didn't pressure Wei Min, so how did your belly get bigger?"

As if frightened, Zhang Cuilan looked at Li Weizheng in disbelief, and before she could say anything, the hand lingering on her lower abdomen slipped down.

Li Weizheng's fingers were thin and slender, and his fingertips were rubbing back and forth in that sensitive area through his pajama pants. His slightly raised phoenix eyes seemed to be casually looking at Zhang Cuilan, with a very frivolous look.

"Didn't Weimin come into your place? You always stood up when you asked him to do it?"

Zhang Cuilan...

The inconceivable look in his eyes was replaced by injury, and he asked with a choked voice, "Weizheng, what did you say?"

"Don't you understand what I'm talking about? In order to make it comfortable, you have seduced Weimin over and over again."

Li Weizheng rubbed his fingers lightly through the pajama pants, his slow tone was like the voice of a devil.

Zhang Cuilan kept shaking her head, her embroidered eyebrows tightened again and again, but she still couldn't control the tears that had gathered in her eyes.

"You look at me like that?"

"Did I say something wrong? Were you uncomfortable when Weimin fucked you?"

Li Weizheng was always casual, but the words he uttered pierced Zhang Cuilan's heart like a needle.

At this moment, Zhang Cuilan couldn't tell whether it was injury or disappointment, and her embroidered eyebrows were already knotted.

"Didn't you ask for it?"

"I ordered?" Li Weizheng asked with a half-smile, "Isn't it right for you?"

After Li Weizheng finished asking, without giving Zhang Cuilan a chance to speak, he continued, "Tell me, how did it feel when Weimin teased you, huh? Do you miss it very much? Or..."

Li Weizheng moved closer, his bloodless white face was almost attached to Zhang Cuilan's, and the corners of his lips also became sinister. He deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Shall I help you reminisce now?"

(End of this chapter)