Alluring His Wife

Lu Shaoming's dark and gloomy eyes flashed with a hint of hurt as a light snort came out from his nose.

"Yeah, Shi Wenqian, how could I have forgotten that you still hate me! You should be happy to see me decadent, right? Weren't you trying to take revenge on me? Haha, you must be really pleased with yourself in your heart. I, Lu Shaoming, will also have such a day! "

Shi Wenqian did not say anything, but took the medicine from the bedside and spread it on his wound evenly. When she applied the medicine, she clearly felt Lu Shaoming's pain, and even though he had endured it, his skin was covered with a layer of fine cold sweat, and even his breathing had become short and tight.

After applying the medicine, she put on a new bandage and went straight to the bathroom to wash her hands.

Looking at the palm-sized face in the mirror, her whole face seemed to only have a pair of big, watery eyes. Those five years in the prison, the days were unbearable to bear, and she would never forget that the gloomy and cold place she was in, was only the ice-cold walls and the cold and cruel hearts of men. She didn't know how she had made it over, but she had relied on her hatred towards Lu Shaoming to persevere.

Lu Shaoming, Lu Shaoming, what right do you have to ask me to accept you after pushing me into hell with my own hands!

After Shi Wenqian came out from the bathroom, she immediately took out her pajamas from the closet to shower. Strangely, Lu Shaoming was no longer in her room, but there was a faint ray of light on the balcony.

It was completely different from its usual high-spirited and mighty self.

She laughed, then turned and walked into the bathroom. What did Lu Shaoming's complacency and disappointment have to do with her!

When Shi Wenqian finished showering and came out, the man was still standing on the balcony, with green smoke diffusing into the air layer by layer. Gradually, the smoke dissipated, leaving no trace of the bird, as if he was smoking, and the red flames between his fingers flickered upwards bit by bit. It was exceptionally seductive in the darkness.

So I really loved him back then.

Lu Shaoming suddenly turned around, and his gaze met hers in the air. Although they were separated by a distance, she could still feel the burning sensation and the feeling of his gaze. When he looked at a person, it would always make people feel that it was deep and profound, and his eyes were like the vast night sky.

Shi Wenqian quickly retracted her gaze and took out a blow-dryer from the bedside to dry her hair. Just as she plugged in the dryer, a strong palm came out from her hands to take the blow-dryer, causing her to turn her head slightly.

It was Lu Shaoming. His tall and straight figure formed a shadow on the ground.

"Lie down, I'll do it!"

Although Lu Shaoming had only said five short words, his tone was not threatening, and with his large palm, he had already gently moved her long hair downwards. Her movements were gentle and light, and the wind generated by the wind was warm, but his fingers still carried a slight chill.

Shi Wenqian felt his scalp go numb, comfortable and relaxed, as if he was giving her a massage. When she was young, her mother used to blow-dry her hair this way too, the warmth of their family had always been something that she longed for ever since she was young. Her father, Shi Binwei, had never given her any hint of fatherly love or care.

This feeling of warmth hadn't been felt for a long time. She actually started to feel greedy, enjoying this warmth that she hadn't felt for a long time. After her mother passed away, no one ever blew her hair again.

The faint scent of tobacco filled her nostrils throughout. She felt a moist and gentle kiss from between her brows. Someone gently caressed her long hair, wanting to open her eyes to see who it was. Unfortunately, she was too sleepy and fell asleep in the end.

Shi Wenqian felt that she had slept for a very long time this time, but her head was filled with pain, her entire body was sore and weak, as though her cocoon had been drawn away. With great difficulty, she opened her eyes, only to see the snow-white land outside the window, with snow falling from the sky, and the surrounding area covered in silver, beautiful trees and flowers, it seemed like it was snowing!

She had a strong shoulder on her waist, and her head was in a warm, firm embrace. They had slept in each other's arms last night.

How could she sleep so comfortably in Lu Shaoming's embrace? She had truly let down that child who had passed away in the prison, and her tormented mother. All of this was because of Shi Rong and Lu Shaoming.

No, she couldn't forget about everything that had happened in the past. She couldn't lose herself in the illusion of gentleness in front of her, so how could she be able to be deceived so easily by the gentleness and heartache in Lu Shaoming's eyes? This was really too laughable of her, who knows, maybe this was another trap or trap that they had set for her, to fall into, step by step, into hell.

Lu Shaoming used to work at the company at this time, so it was rare for him to have a lazy sleep today. He did not wake up because of her actions, and continued to sleep steadily and breathe evenly, the bangs on his forehead casually drooping down to cover half his eyelids. His appearance was quiet and beautiful.

Unfortunately, he was a devil in human skin, and she wanted to return all the pain she had endured to them.

Shi Wenqian pulled off her blanket and got up. Just now, when she woke up, she only felt a headache, and her body was a little weak. She thought that it was because she had slept for too long, but now, her steps were light and light, as if she had been stepping on cotton.

Maybe it was because she slept with her hair dry last night. She shook her head and forced herself to get out of bed.

The snow outside the window was mesmerizing. When she was young, she loved to watch the color of the snow the most. She would make snowmen with her friends, and every time it snowed, her surroundings would become extremely quiet. Everything would become holy, and the sky that had been washed by the snow would become especially fresh and cozy.

Shi Wenqian walked to the window and saw that there was a layer of ice condensed on top of the window. Gently opening the window, he extended his hand out, and the snow that fell on his palm immediately melted, the ice was extremely cold.

The cold wind blew in head-on, mixing with the coolness of the air. It was completely different from the temperature in the room, it was really cold.

"Why don't you wear a coat? It'll catch cold and you won't even need to wear shoes. You damned little thing."

Suddenly, a deep and powerful male voice came from behind him. Shi Wenqian turned his head, and saw a cloth draped over his shoulders.

Lu Shaoming's gaze fell on her bare feet. His brows slightly sunk as he turned around and took the slippers from behind him, slowly squatting down before her. A large palm wrapped around her foot, and placed it on his knees.

She was stunned, she never thought that Lu Shaoming would actually do such a thing. He had always been aloof and unparalleled, with only others capable of attending to him, and now, even the simple act of wearing shoes, by someone as elegant and handsome as him, could not be described as beautiful.

After putting one shoe on her, he gently put the other on her.

Lu Shaoming slowly stood up. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Shi Wenqian's burning red face, it was unusually red.

"Why is your face so red? Is it cold? "

In the next second, Shi Wenqian fainted, and her delicate body fell backwards.