The president tames his wife and loves him deeply

Chapter 12 Can I stay here overnight?
Qin Yuan.

She is too familiar with this person. She has been used as an example countless times by brokerage companies. She debuted at the age of 17 as the heroine and became a popular national goddess.

Also... Lu Suiran's jewel in his palm.

Lu Suiran stepped up the steps, "Why are you back all of a sudden?"

I don't know if it was her delusion.

I always feel that his voice is much softer.

But this scene...

Gu Lanshan simply closed her eyes, yearning for the last trace of warmth in his arms.

"I finished the last scene and wanted to surprise Suiran, but I didn't expect..."

Qin Yuan smiled bitterly.

"Go ahead."

Lu Suiran didn't say much, the woman in his arms seemed to be asleep.

He freed one finger to unlock it.

The warm yellow light instantly illuminated the whole villa. He put him on the sofa, turned around and poured Qin Yuan a glass of warm water, "We'll talk after drinking."

The man is elegant and comfortable, without any embarrassment.

Qin Yuan held the water glass, her eyes fell on Gu Lanshan's face again and again.

Biting her pink lips, she asked, "It's too late, can I stay here today?"

Lu Suiran paused, "I'll send you back."

"no need."

Qin Yuan directly refused, looking at him very hurt, "Why can she stay, but I can't?"

There was no expression on the man's face.

It is rare for Lu Suiran to have such an indescribable feeling.

Perhaps it was the phrase "Does it hurt?" that the woman asked while covering his eyes for the first time when he turned the corner, which moved him with compassion.

It could also be purely mental obsession.

Can't bear the things I touched being dirty by other men.

"Is it because if I don't come back, you don't plan to tell my grandma to urge you to get married? You like me so much, why can't you fall in love with me because I'm a woman? Why can't I just be a younger sister?"

Qin Yuan was really irritated.

Walking towards him, he took off his clothes one by one, revealing a beautiful scenery.

"Yuanyuan."

Lu Suiran reached out his hand to stop her movement, and said in a low voice, "Stop making trouble."

Qin Yuan threw herself into his arms, crying heartbroken.

He put her clothes back one by one, "Don't think about it."

Qin Yuan cried like a pear blossom, "Could it be that Brother Suiran would rather marry an annoying woman than try to accept me?"

Qin Yuan looked at him desperately and sadly, "You don't like them anyway, why can't you, can't you spend your life with me who likes a little bit?"

Lu Suiran closed his eyes, lowered his head and kissed Gu Lanshan's lips, "I don't hate pretty women."

He always knew how to refuse her love with the most concise words.

Qin Yuan ran out crying.

Lu Suiran rubbed the center of his brows, but didn't chase after her.

Make a phone call, "Send Yuanyuan back."

Then go upstairs.

Gu Lanshan opened her eyes, watching the man's back disappear around the corner of the stairs.

He reached out and hugged the suit jacket he had taken off in his arms.

Just fell asleep.

In a daze, I saw that cold winter many years ago.

Gu Ming, who was suffering from illness, was still there, and she was still the girl curled up at the top of the stairs suppressing her crying.

"Who taught you to cry like this?"

The man put out the cigarette in his hand, and slowly walked down the corner of the mottled stairs.

It may be that the snow was too heavy that day, and the snow outside the window was vast. When she looked up, the young and handsome man was against the dazzling white light, like a god descending from the sky.

It's just that the gods can't see it.

White gauze covered his eyes, and he slowly wiped away the tears on her face.

"What can crying solve? The world is unfair to you, or let the dying people get better? What's more, you can't even cry well."

The girl opened her mouth and found herself crying until she lost her voice.

He corrected the poisonous tongue seriously, "Do you want to suffocate others or suffocate yourself?"

At that time, all the gentle girls in the south of the Yangtze River looked up at him, "You, can you say you like me?"

The man was slightly startled, "Why?"

"In this way... I can tell my mother that I cried because someone liked me and was so happy. Well, they don't like me and don't let me go home because..."

The girl was almost incoherent.

"Ok."

The handsome man stroked her long hair, "I didn't like Nancheng before today, but now I do."

For the first time in her life, 15-year-old Gu Lanshan burst into tears.

He was hopelessly in love with the 21-year-old Lu Suiran.

(End of this chapter)