Marriage is sultry: Quan Shao lures his wife into addiction

Chapter 207 I lifted your quilt because I wanted to...

He Shi hesitated again, his eyes blurred for a moment, and then said in a deep voice, "When the young master was four years old, he was almost drowned by her in the water. If the master didn't find out and stop it in time, I'm afraid it's already gone by now." There is no such person as the young master."

When he said this, He Shi's eyes twinkled with distress and hatred.

My heart aches for Rong Si, and I also hate Tan Tianen.

How could a mother be so cruel to her own son?What kind of hatred is there to drive her so mad?
Yan Zitong was shocked and also inconceivable.Couldn't believe my ears.

Almost drowned him?
Is Rong Si her son?
People always say that the poison of a tiger does not eat its children.

But, it wasn't actually, there were still a few people who were so cruel that they could even attack their own daughter.

No, Yan Yuewen is one.Now there is another Tan Tianen.

Why didn't the two of them make a pair?It is simply a match made in heaven!
At the age of four, being held in the water by his own mother and almost drowning, how much shadow did this cast on his heart?

She, Tan Tianen, is too embarrassed to have the face to take care of his affairs?Still have the face to care about his marriage?
What kind of painful childhood did he go through?

Yan Zitong's heart was sore and full of distress.

Seeing Rong Si's face covered in red rashes, his eyes couldn't help but soften a bit.

It is said that women are born soft, especially that heart.

At this moment, Yan Zitong's heart softened.Like a pool of warm water, and like the rising sun, it wanted to reflect and warm his body and mind.

He Shi backed out silently, and gave this place to Yan Zitong.

He believed in his young master's vision, and also believed that his young mistress would not let him down.

Yan Zitong didn't realize that He Shi had left quietly, she just stood quietly in front of the bed, lowered her eyes, and looked down at him softly.

The rash all over his face did not make him lose his original handsomeness
The face was still sharp and angular, like a peerless masterpiece carved by a sculptor, even when he closed his eyes and fell asleep, his body exuded an aura like an emperor.

He is like the king who was born with him. No matter at any time, he is high above and overlooks all living beings.

Yan Zitong shook his head helplessly, a certain image flashed through his mind.

It seemed that when she peeled the shrimp and handed it to his mouth, he was slightly taken aback for a moment.

At that time, she didn't realize at all that he was hesitating before righteousness!
In order not to let her down, he really worked hard!
Stupid!

Yan Zitong resented softly in her heart, but the eyes that looked at him were soft enough to drip water.

Rong Si, I say that Zitong will advance and retreat with you.Your enemy is my enemy, no matter what happens, we face it together and solve it together.

As for those who only want to get benefits from you, or who have hurt you before, but now they still have the cheek to continue to want to get benefits from you, I will naturally not let go of any of them.

Seeing his hand scratching her face, Yan Zitong quickly reached out to hold his hand, and gently stroked his face.

Rong Si felt a soft touch on his wrist, and then the same soft touch on his cheek, carrying his familiar taste.

The faint fragrance of jasmine entered his nostrils, mixed with a touch of body fragrance that he was very familiar with.

The touch on the cheek gave him a comfortable and pleasant feeling, and he couldn't help being intoxicated and addicted to it.

There was an invisible smile on the corner of his lips, and the other hand instinctively stroked towards the soft touch.

Holding a wrist, Rong Si opened his eyes.

Into his eyelids is a familiar face that can no longer be familiar with. At this moment, there is a smile that is as delicate and not gorgeous as a peach blossom in March, and his eyes are warm and soft. Staring at him.

He was holding her left hand, and her right hand was stroking his cheek.

It turned out that this familiar touch came from her, no wonder he didn't reject it at all, and even expected and longed for more.

She was sitting on the side of the bed, wearing only a white nightgown and a belt around her waist.

Because he was sitting sideways and raised his right hand, the collar of the nightgown was slightly opened, and he had a clear view of the scenery inside the nightgown.

He suddenly felt that his throat was a little dry, and he couldn't help rolling his Adam's apple, and the sight that was looking directly at her naturally heated up a little bit, burning her like a raging fire.

The temperature of the hand holding her wrist rose.

Yan Zitong naturally felt it, and when he was about to bury him, he seemed to have thought of something.

The scorching and gloomy heat at that moment receded in an instant, and he asked in a tone of surprise and doubt, "Why are you here?"

Yan Zitong cast a coquettish look at him, and patted his wrist lightly, "What? You're disappointed to see me? Mr. Rong is so capable, he is allergic to seafood, and he still eats so much seafood by force." If you have the ability, don't get rashes, don't take medicine!"

Although her tone was full of complaints, it was more worried and distressed. The eyes that looked at him were as soft as water, melting away round and round, rippling with sparkling afterglow.

Rong Si pursed his lips and smiled, with a touch of indifference and disapproval in that smile, sat up, and said slowly, "It's just a little bit of time to make a big fuss. As for making such a fuss? There are no more rules."

Yan Zitong took another look at him, pointed at the dense rashes on his arm, and said with resentment, "This is just a doctor's appointment? Master Rong, please take a closer look yourself. Is there still a complete place?"

While talking, he directly lifted the quilt covering him, and he was wearing nothing except a bullet.

Of course, the bullet has already been on the court, a posture ready to be ready at any time.

Seeing her pulling the quilt in such a rough manner, Rong Si's face showed a rare shyness and embarrassment, and a face of shyness and embarrassment floated on the face covered with red rash.

"Master Rong, don't think too much, I definitely don't mean what you think. The reason why I lifted your quilt is to see the degree of your allergies, and let you see for yourself the result of your bravery .”

Yan Zitong stared at him indifferently, and said calmly.

No part of his wheat-colored skin is intact, and there are red rashes of different sizes and shades all over his body.

Of course, he knew it himself.

That's why he showed that shy expression.

It is estimated that Rong Xiaosi is not much better!

(End of this chapter)