Marrying a pet: My husband is so bad

Chapter 29 Relationships, Seeing the Light and Being Seen

Long Yuchen didn't return her, but he stretched out his hand and pressed her little head into his arms forcefully but tenderly.

"If you're tired, go to sleep first."

His low and charming voice was surprisingly gentle. The moment Tang Qiaowan heard it, his eyes were red again, and he felt a little warmth in his heart.

His appearance just now was like the arrival of a god.

She buried her red and swollen face into his arms, tightly grasped his shirt with her slender hands, burst into tears, and began to cry softly.

She was crying for herself.

It's not worth it to cry for her, and she didn't polish her eyes.

Hearing her cry, Luo Yi, who was driving, frowned and sighed deeply.

On the other hand, Long Yuchen retracted his arms and hugged her even tighter, a dangerous breath flashed in his dark pupils, as if he had made a certain decision in his heart.

Tang Qiaowan fell asleep after crying in his arms.

Luo Yi answered a phone call halfway, and after asking for instructions from Xialong Yuchen, he drove the car to the LN Dihao Hotel.

It was nearly eleven o'clock when we got off the bus.

When he stepped into the resplendent hotel lobby with Tang Qiaowan in his arms, the hotel manager, front desk, and hotel service staff immediately greeted him respectfully.

The manager was very strict and respectful, "Third Young Master."

Long Yuchen ignored the crowd who came up to him, and quickly entered the exclusive elevator with Tang Qiaowan in his arms, heading straight to the top-level presidential suite on the top floor.

The suite on the top floor is dedicated to him. It has a master bedroom, three secondary bedrooms, a living room, a bar, a kitchen, a study room, a gym, an independent oversized cloakroom, a swimming pool, a sky garden, a large terrace, etc.

The door of the suite is a biometric access control system. Long Yuchen stood at the door holding Tang Qiaowan for a few seconds, and the door opened.

When he was about to go in, Gu Zihan's voice sounded behind him.

"Boss, do you still need to continue looking for that girl eight years ago?"

"Gu Zihan, what you're asking is nonsense! You must keep looking, right?"

"Prepare ginger, cold medicine, trauma medicine kit." Long Yuchen finished speaking in a deep voice, and entered the luxurious suite with Tang Qiaowan in his arms.

"Yessir" Luo Yi responded, then turned sideways and narrowed his eyes to look at Gu Zihan, "What did you mean when you asked the president just now?"

Gu Zihan glanced at Luo Yi coldly, "It's not interesting."

Luo Yi glared at him fiercely, and said clearly: "Forget it, you pretend I don't know what you mean! You think the president is too special to that Miss Tang."

After a pause, he continued, "Although the president has always wanted to find the girl named Guoguo eight years ago, but..."

Gu Zihan interrupted him, "But it's time for you to prepare the medicine."

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In the master bedroom, Long Yuchen carried Tang Qiaowan to the big soft bed, adjusted the temperature in the bedroom to a comfortable level, and then went to the kitchen.

When Tang Qiaowan woke up, Long Yuchen was applying medicine to her bruised arm.

The potion was cold, and when it penetrated into the wound, it was a little stinging.

She frowned, looked at the man who carefully applied the medicine to her, squirmed the corners of her lips a few times, tried twice, and finally let out a hoarse voice from her dry throat, "Where is this?"

"In the room." Long Yuchen didn't raise his eyes to look at her, his deep and focused eyes kept on her wound.

The corners of Tang Qiaowan's lips twitched slightly, "I'm asking... what is this place?"

"A place to sleep."

"..." Looking at the focused Long Yuchen, Tang Qiaowan took a deep breath, and asked in another sentence: "Why did you help me?" They have no relatives and no reason, right?

"We had sex before." Long Yuchen pursed his lips lightly, and moved his long and slender hands away from her arms, and landed on her slender and white legs.

"What?" Tang Qiaowan's eyes widened in shock, her ears turned red with embarrassment, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Glancing at her who was a little excited, Long Yuchen bent his lips and said lightly: "I think too much, I'm talking about the relationship between seeing light and being seen."

"..." Tang Qiaowan had nothing to say again, she closed her mouth and never asked again.

Long Yuchen grabbed her jade feet with one big palm, and rubbed her calf with the other hand. The palm was hot, but the potion was cold. This kind of stimulation of ice and fire produced a special feeling. Feelings flooded my body.

Tang Qiaowan felt very uncomfortable, her breathing was a little tight, and her breath was not smooth. She always felt that Long Yuchen's whole hot palm was sticking to her calf and rubbing it back and forth, as if he was stroking her.

(End of this chapter)