warm marriage sweet love

Chapter 343 Coexisting in the same room

"The dead duck has a hard mouth." He pinched the tip of her chin, and a sharp gaze flicked across her bright red mouth.

"Anyway, I'm done talking. Believe it or not, I'm leaving. You have to let go, or I'll be called indecent. My bodyguards are not far away, and they will come to rescue me as soon as they hear it." She was a little annoyed, I wanted to get rid of him quickly and run away.

"Your bodyguard has been removed by me a long time ago." There was a narrow smile on the corner of his mouth.

Yi Youxia was shocked, and looked around by the moonlight, only to find that there was no one there, "They are my bodyguards, why would they listen to you?"

Rong Zhenye shrugged: "Usually when I come, they withdraw, I'm used to it."

Yi Youxia's face was pale, why did she forget to tell the bodyguards to change this rule?

"If you dare to mess around, I... I'll bite my tongue and kill myself." She threatened.

If you read too many novels, you can't die by biting your tongue.Rong Zhenye sneered, and swept her coldly from head to toe, "Stupid woman, is there anything else about you that interests me?"

Yi Youxia was shocked violently.That's right, she almost forgot that his hidden illness has been healed, and besides Qin Xuelu, he doesn't know how many women he has played with these days.He didn't need her long ago.

There was a rush of blood in her chest, she bent down and bit the back of his hand, he let go of her with a muffled grunt, and she took the opportunity to run towards the construction base.

Stupid woman, obviously not a dog, how can she love to bite people so much?

He shook his head and sighed, and hurriedly followed behind her.

When I returned to the construction site, I found that it was pitch black, no different from the beach.

"What's going on?" Rong Zhenye asked.

"There is a fault in the power system, and the workers are rushing to repair it, but I'm afraid there will be no electricity tonight." The security guard replied.

out of battery?
Yi Youxia shuddered.

She suffers from darkness and claustrophobia. The construction base has not been completed yet, and only a few square meters of simple dormitory can be used. This kind of small dormitory is equivalent to a small space for her.Without a light, she dared not stay inside alone.

Rong Zhenye saw her panic and grabbed her hand, "Go to my room."

"Thinking... It's a beautiful idea." She hurriedly shook off his hand. They are ex-husband and ex-wife. They are in the past tense. A man and a widow live together in the same room at night. Isn't it arousing people's gossip?

"There is only one chance. If I miss it, I won't even open the door." Rong Zhenye snorted coldly, with a cold air exuding from his body, completely devoid of pity.

Yi Youxia was a little cold, she hugged her arms, she really wanted to refuse straight away, and left with her head held high, with a little dignity and a little backbone.But she couldn't, she couldn't get over her fear of the dark and claustrophobic spaces.A man can bend and stretch, it's better to be wronged a little than to be scared to death.

So she stretched out two fingers and pinched the corner of his clothes, "Let's go... let's go."

"It's kind of smart." Rong Zhenye twitched his lips mockingly, and walked towards the dormitory.

As soon as he entered the door, Yi Youxia's hand unconsciously wrapped around his arm. Although there was the light of the flashlight, the light was very weak, and the places it couldn't shine looked extraordinarily dark and gloomy.

Especially when the door was closed, she thought of the basement where she was once locked.

Rong Zhenye felt her nervousness, gently picked her up horizontally, put her on the bed, and then lay down beside her, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

She stretched out her small hand and grabbed his skirt, "You won't leave, will you?"

"No." His voice was gentle and firm, like the sea breeze whispering outside the window, gently soothing her nervous heart.

She buried her head in his arms, greedily absorbing the warmth of his chest.She misses this embrace so much, and does not want to let go of his warmth. She knows that it will no longer belong to her. This may be the last time, and she doesn't want to waste it.

She threw away all reason, all scruples, all thoughts.She curled up her thin body, trying to integrate herself into his embrace. Tonight, at this moment, it only belonged to her, and she could monopolize it completely.

She took a big mouthful of breath, sucking his breath desperately, she wanted them to stay in her lungs forever.

She pressed her ear tightly to his chest, listening to his intense and powerful heartbeat, and she wanted to imprint this beautiful melody in her hippocampus forever.

She almost entered a state of ecstasy, and she didn't even know that tears flowed out involuntarily.

His clothes were getting wet slowly, he felt it keenly, and his heart trembled slightly, like a string being plucked, "Did the sand get into your eyes again?" His deep voice was somewhat hoarse.

She was startled, and then realized her gaffe, and hurriedly wiped her face.

"No... no, I... I'm just too scared." She was flustered and her tongue was tied.

"Afraid of the dark, or of me?" He asked abruptly, his fiery breath gently swirling between her lips, as if a kind of provocation, more like an indirect kiss.

Two red clouds flew over her cheeks, but fortunately the night could cover everything and prevent her little secret from being revealed.She swallowed hard, and suddenly found that the most primitive desire was aroused in her body, longing for his kiss, longing for his touch, longing for his entry.

God, is she crazy? How can she have such a shameful thought?

She suddenly let go of her little hand holding his skirt, and moved back, trying to keep a distance from him, but the bed was very small, only 1.2 meters.She was sleeping inside, and now her body was leaning against the wall, and she couldn't move any further.

So she simply sat up, "Did you bring wine?"

"Bring it, do you want a drink?" He also sat up.

"Well, give me a drink. I won't be afraid if I have alcohol to strengthen my courage." She nodded.In fact, this was just an excuse. She was no longer afraid. It was just uncomfortable, sad, heartache, and a kind of physical impulse, which urgently needed the anesthetic effect of alcohol to relieve it.

He got up, picked up the flashlight, walked to the cabinet, and took out a bottle of wine.After opening the cork, he poured two glasses and handed one to her.

She was not in the mood to sip slowly, raised her head, and poured it all down her throat in one gulp, then handed him the wine glass, "Have another glass."

"You'll get drunk if you drink like this." He didn't move, as if he didn't intend to give her any more alcohol.

She frowned, extremely dissatisfied, climbed to the head of the bed, and grabbed the wine bottle on the bedside table.Don't pour it for her, she pours it herself.

She drank five glasses in a row, and according to her drinking capacity, she had already turned on the drunk mode.

"I can't drink any more." Rong Zhenye guessed that she was almost drunk, so he forcibly snatched the wine bottle and glass from her hand. If there was one more glass, she would definitely collapse and be as drunk as mud.

"I'm not drunk. I drink very well. I won't get drunk after drinking a bottle." She shook her head like a rattle.

"I don't want to take care of a drunkard in the dark." Rong Zhenye patted her forehead.

She exerted a brute force and pushed him hard: "Bing Hulu, do you know that since you married Qin Xuelu, you have become particularly annoying. Isn't this called getting close to Zhu Zhechi? Near ink is black?"

"It's the same with you, you're not likable anymore when you come back from America." Rong Zhenye's deep icy eyes gleamed coldly in the darkness.

"I also hate myself. I'm stupid, stupid, and cheap. You're married to someone else, and I want to run to be your groundhog shamelessly; I swore to break up with you in front of my mother, but seeing If you hold a wedding with someone else, I will feel so uncomfortable that I am about to die."

She rushed over suddenly and grabbed his collar: "I'm your first wife. We haven't had a wedding yet. Why do you want to marry her? She's a mistress, you're a bastard, don't you Will be happy. I will never bless you, I will curse you, I will curse you every day!" She was almost roaring, her chest, brain and heart were filled with anger and resentment.

But instead of being angry, he curled up the corners of his mouth, and her resentment was heard in his ears, and it all turned into hope.

He opened his arms and wrapped her in his arms, "Stupid woman, are you jealous?"

"I don't have any. Jealousy is based on love. I don't love you, I don't love you at all! Because a bastard like you is not worth my wasting my feelings. I'm lying in the hospital and I'm about to You died, but you and Qin Xuelu were happy outside; as soon as I separated from you, you immediately held a wedding with her and went on a honeymoon. You are typical dogs and girls in TV dramas. I cry, I feel sad, all I'm not worth it for myself. My first kiss, my first night, my great youth was wasted by a bastard like you." After she finished speaking, she burst into tears.

A look of injury flew into Rong Zhenye's eyes, this woman just has the ability to play with him in the palm of her bones, sometimes let him float to the clouds, and then kick him hard into the infinite bottom of the abyss.

He grabbed her shoulders, clasped her chin, and forced her to face him squarely, "Yi Youxia, tell me, do you love me a little?"

"I..." She almost uttered the word "love you", but at the critical moment, she stopped her tongue.Although she was [-]% drunk, she still had [-]% sanity left.Her dignity has been trampled by him, and there is not much left, and she won't be unable to hold on to the last fragment.

Love is a game between a man and a woman, to see who loses his heart to the other first.In this game between her and Rong Zhenye, she lost, she didn't keep her heart.The only thing she can do now is to prevent it from being ridiculed and trampled on, and keep it intact.

"I won't love you. You are already married to someone else, and you are someone else's husband. I only have one heart, and I love you. It will be broken, and it will be gone after it is broken." Her voice was low, but clear.

His brows frowned, and it seemed that he would never get a definite answer from her mouth.

"If I divorce Qin Xuelu, will you try to fall in love with me?"

She lowered her head, and her voice came in a low voice like breathing: "Unless you fall in love with me too, I will..." The following words were almost lip-smacking, and there was no sound at all.True love is the exchange of heart and heart, so that they are equal.

He shook his head and smiled wryly.This confused fool was sent by God to torture him and enslave him.

(End of this chapter)