warm marriage sweet love

Chapter 133 You can only be mine
Although she has lived in the villa for several days, she has never been to other bedrooms. Now, she pushed open the doors of all the bedrooms one by one, and carefully looked at the beds inside.

When she came out, she felt like vomiting blood.

All the beds turned out to be exactly the same, only different in size.

She was played by a certain man.

Walking into the room angrily, Rong Zhenye had just finished taking a shower and was lying on the bed playing with a pad.

She walked in front of him with her hands on her hips, and stared at him fiercely, "I want to change the bed, I want the biggest bed in the next room, if you don't change it, I'll go to sleep next door."

Rong Zhenye's dark eyes flickered in the light.

His little secret was discovered so quickly!

Putting down the pad, he raised the corners of his beautiful mouth and smiled calmly: "Honey, isn't this one very comfortable?"

"It's summer now, it's too hot, we get prickly heat when we huddle together." Yi Youxia pouted and secretly changed the bed without telling her, it was too much.

"Just turn on the air conditioner more." A certain man shrugged.

"Are you a quirk, making the beds in all rooms the same, so you're not afraid of going to the wrong room?" She looked at him with a strange look, as if he was an alien.

He stretched out his iron arm and pulled her into his arms, "The main reason is that there is no hostess, now you can rearrange it according to your own preferences."

She glanced at him coquettishly: "First, change this bed."

A certain man brought his handsome face close to her, and his warm breath gently blew on her face, as if he was kissing indirectly, "Change it if you want, anyway, as soon as you fall asleep, you will naturally roll to me." It doesn't matter if you have a big bed or a small bed by your side."

A certain girl.

"I won't, I wish I could stay as far away from you as possible." Who knows about falling asleep, I must deny it categorically.

Rong Zhenye sighed: "Do you care that much? We have been a one-night couple anyway."

She trembled slightly.

She no longer has that layer of film. For a woman, only the first time is the most precious, and there is no difference between the second time and the nth time.She is not hypocritical, but in her heart, sex and love are inseparable.Having sex with a man who doesn't love her, she can't do it unless she's drunk.

Seeing that he changed ways to take advantage of her every day, with a look of dissatisfaction, it seemed that he hadn't gone to Qin Xuelu for a while, was he worried that she would give up halfway, and wanted to use the trick of guarding her body like a jade to win her over?
Not at all.

"You can find another woman." She whispered very softly.

Rong Zhenye frowned, and a hurt look flew into his eyes, "In your heart, I'm just a prop that can be pushed to others at will?"

"In your heart, what am I?" She asked back, with a bewildered smile on her face.

He was silent.

He hasn't figured out what kind of position she is in his heart.

Maybe it's just an excessive emotional investment.

Or maybe just a fun game of chase.

Or maybe...

"You are my wife!" This was the only answer he could give.

wife?

She sneered in her heart, his hesitation was like the cold air sweeping from Siberia, freezing her heart into ice.

Instead of using this high-sounding word, it is better to use cannon fodder or substitutes directly to make her understand.

The honor and brilliance of the young mistress of the Rong family has caused thousands of famous ladies to squeeze their heads out of their heads, but to her, it is just a floating cloud.

What she wants is a husband who truly loves her, not a gorgeous body.

In her thoughts, he had already got up and walked out of the room.

This night, he didn't come back. She tossed and turned alone, and fell asleep almost at dawn. When she got up the next day, he had already left.

Fang Yifan had a cameo announcement and was rushing to Hengdian. As soon as she left, the villa became extremely quiet.

Rong Zhenye hadn't come back in the early morning.

Yi Youxia didn't feel sleepy at all, she just lay on the sofa and watched TV to pass the time.

She was a little absent-minded, and her ears were always paying attention to the movement outside.

In the past, he had social engagements, and when he was going to come back later, he would definitely call her first, but today, he didn't even send a text message.

He's not mad at her, is he?
She's not wrong about anything.

He was the one who was really wrong.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of a car motor finally came from the yard.

She quickly turned off the TV, ran upstairs, hid in the room and pretended to be asleep.

Rong Zhenye didn't come in, he just pushed the door open a gap, glanced at her inside, and left.She thought he was going to take a shower, but she didn't see him come in after a long time.

She slipped out of bed quietly, looked out through the crack of the door, the corridor was already dark, he seemed to be asleep, in another room.

In her heart, she was inexplicably disappointed, but she chose to ignore it.

It's better if he's not here, no one is harassing her, and she can sleep peacefully.

She hugged the pillow and counted sheep with her eyes closed.

For two consecutive days, Rong Zhenye came back in the middle of the night, slept in the room next door, and went out quietly without saying hello to her in the morning.

On the third day, there was a haze in her heart.

Lying on the bed, looking at the alarm clock on the bedside table, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

There was no sound of footsteps outside.

Before, she thought this bed was too small, but now, it seemed to be too big, which made her feel so lonely and lonely.

He really went to another woman?

Is it Qin Xuelu?
I haven't been in love for such a long time, and now I think they are like the positive and negative poles of a magnet, they are attracted together and can't bear to separate.

The image of them hugging kept appearing in her mind, even though she pressed the pillow to her head, she still couldn't get rid of it.

The jealous poisonous snake sneaked in through the slightly open window, spit out a bright red core, climbed onto her bed, burrowed into her heart, entangled and refused to leave, torturing her painfully.

She jumped up, rushed out of the room, ran downstairs, threw herself on the bar, opened a bottle of red wine, poured it full, and then lifted her head and drank it in one gulp.

The numbing effect of the alcohol relieved the uncomfortable feeling that was bothering her inexplicably, so she drank one cup after another until a large hand reached out from the side and snatched her cup.

"It's so late, why don't you sleep?" His voice came in a low voice.

She turned her head, squinted her eyes and looked at him drunkenly, "What are you doing when you come back, return the glass to me, don't disturb me to drink!"

She stretched out her hand, staggering to grab the cup in his hand, tripped over the stool, staggered and fell forward, he raised his hand in time to support her, "You're drunk, I'll take you upstairs .”

"Go away, don't worry about it, I want to drink." She used brute force to push him away, picked up the bottle on the bar, and poured it directly into her mouth.

"Don't drink it." He snatched the bottle from her hand, picked her up and walked upstairs.

She struggled desperately, and her fists rained down on his shoulder, "Let go of me, Rong Zhenye, you bastard, I hate you, I hate you so much!"

A look of pain floated out of his eyes, "I know, so I will pay attention in the future, and I won't bother you anymore." There was a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth, and his voice was very hoarse, as if a wounded cheetah was panting.

He should really calm himself down.

He hated the feeling of being out of control, and even more hated his feelings being controlled by her.

Even if she is the only good wine that he wants to covet, he must stop in moderation and not allow himself to indulge too much.

Only he can lead this chasing game.

He gently put her on the bed, turned around and was about to leave, she stretched out her hand and grabbed the corner of his clothes, "You are not allowed to go, have you forgotten, you have been taken care of by me, you are mine , it can only be mine, don't go find another woman!"

He trembled violently, turned around, his dark and gloomy icy eyes seemed to be ignited by flames, and instantly became brighter, "What did you say, you are confused, say it again." He was afraid that he had heard it wrong He leaned over and held her face, his hands trembling slightly because of the sudden ecstasy.

"Don't go." All her consciousness was controlled by alcohol, and she instinctively stretched her arms around his neck.

"Okay, I'm not leaving." He hugged her tightly into his arms, like embracing a lost and recovered peerless treasure.She just has this kind of ability, a simple expression, a word can make him lose all the reason he had finally recovered in an instant.

"Stupid fool, you are making me angry." He held her trouble-making little hand, exhaled heavily, and forced himself to remain calm.

"Bastard, you don't want me, you just want your childhood sweetheart, don't you?" She seemed to be irritated. Apart from the faint drunkenness in her eyes, there was deep resentment. She couldn't move her hands, so she lowered her head and put it on his shoulder. He took a hard bite.

"When I'm sober, I don't know what I'm doing." She murmured drunkenly, as if talking to herself, "I should hate you, but it's okay if you're not here, ignore me, I feel bad, Why is that?" She had a blank look on her face, like a child trapped in a maze and unable to find a way out.

"Maybe, you have already started to care about me, but you don't know it." He stared deeply at her, his charming black eyes were soaked in the light mist, and water was about to drip out of gentleness.

"I don't care about you, not at all. The person I love is Yuhan. I just want to settle Xu Wanling's matter quickly so that I can divorce you and marry Yuhan." She shook her head in confusion, speaking incoherently .

Rong Zhenye's brows were furrowed, and two clusters of gloomy sparks ignited in his eyes, jumping furiously.These words were like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, destroying his original happy mood.

He pinched the tip of her chin, and her chest heaved violently due to the continuous swelling of anger: "Yi Youxia, you can only be my woman for the rest of your life, don't have any other fantasies." pressed on the bed...

(End of this chapter)