Baby Assist: Mommy, have another child!

Downtown, apartment.

Yan Huan simply packed his luggage, closed his suitcase and left the room.

Passing by the floor mirror in the living room, she suddenly stood still.

There was no happiness and ruddy on her soft face, and she seemed to have changed herself.

Her eyes fell on the diamond necklace on the clavicle and her heart ached for no reason.

Yan Huan put down her luggage, took down the necklace, put it on the table, got up and left.

Just opened the door, a clear breath came to my face.

She nearly ran into the man's arms.

Yan Huan raised his eyes and looked at him, his pupils suddenly widened.

"You..."

Li mingjue stood at the door, and black eyes fell on the box in her hand.

"Where are you going?"

The male voice is thin and cool without any temperature.

Yan Huan's heart sank a little.

She clutched the handle of the box and tried to be calm.

She raised her eyes and said very seriously, "Li mingjue, let's break up."

The man didn't move, but his black eyes deepened gradually.

He leaned against the door and leaned down slightly.

"Yan Huan, do you know what you're talking about?"

Yan Huan breathed slowly and said softly, "I'll clean myself out of the house and leave with Qiao Qiao."

"Do you want to divorce me?"

As soon as the word divorce came out of his mouth, Yan Huan immediately felt heartache.

She clenched her luggage. "Get out of the way first. I have to pick up Joe."

The man didn't answer. She bypassed him. As soon as she stepped out of the door, he shook his hand and fished her into the door.

With a bang, the door closed mercilessly.

Yan Huan put his back against the cold door and frowned at the man.

"You..."

The lip flap was suddenly blocked, and the man's arm tightly surrounded her waist, so that she didn't have a chance to escape.

The overbearing kiss brought plunder and bewitchment, and Yan Huan's cells were boiling at this moment.

Lu Zongming's words and his indifference hovered in her mind. She gritted her teeth and pushed him hard.

The man clamped her little hand directly and pressed hard towards the door.

She struggled fruitlessly and could only let him take whatever he wanted.

After kissing for a long time, the warm kiss gradually turned into a light kiss.

Li mingjue nibbled her lips and said in a dumb voice, "do you know it's wrong?"

Yan Huan frowned, and her beautiful eyes were full of anger.

The moment the man released her, she pushed back, "what's wrong with me?"

Li mingjue stepped back and still held her wrist tightly.

"About the company's accounts."

The man said a word, Yan Huan suddenly lost his voice.

Li mingjue looked at her. "Do you have anything to tell me?"

Yan Huan pursed his lips. "There's nothing to say. I tampered with the accounts. I didn't wash them, and I didn't want to wash them."

The clamp on the wrist suddenly loosened, and Yan Huan clenched his powder fist.

"I've quit the company and promised you a divorce. If you don't calm down, I can turn myself in and go to jail."

"I don't want a divorce."

The man's voice is gentle and low, but it doesn't reduce alienation.

Yan Huan was depressed. She pulled out a pale smile.

"I hurt you again and again. Don't you want to see me anymore?"

Li mingjue frowned slightly, "who told you?"

Yan Huan sneered, "don't pretend. I know what you mean."

Li mingjue's face sank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He grabbed Yan Huan's hand and forced her to a corner.

"How do you know what I mean? Huh?"

Yan Huan raised his head and met his angry eyes.

She didn't know why he was so angry.

Is it because she framed it or because she filed for divorce?

She doesn't know.

"Where's the necklace I gave you?"

Yan Huan came back and looked at the table, "put it there. Do you want to return it or give it away? I didn't complain."

Li mingjue directly grabbed the suitcase in her hand, turned and threw it into the bedroom.

Yan Huan stared, "what are you doing?"

Li mingjue picked up the necklace on the table and came back to her, reaching out to lift her long hair.

Yan Huan subconsciously avoided his hand, but was held down by the man.

"Don't move."

Yan Huan frowned until the man put on the necklace for her again.

"What do you mean?"

Li mingjue looked down at her, with unknown feelings surging in his black eyes.

"You stay in the apartment and I'll go."

Yan Huan thought he would ask her to stay, but the result

She pursed her red lips. "No, I have a place to live."

"Ji Yunchen, you can't go. Do you want to live at Qin Fengjiao's house?"

Yan Huan looked at his very black eyes, bit his lips and said, "can't you?"

The man frowned, "No."

"Why not? I have such a good relationship with Sister Feng Jiao..."

Before she finished, the man grabbed her chin.

He stared at her with wild eyes.

"You want to live with Qin Fengche unless I die."

Yan Huan bit his lip, "what's wrong with you?"

Li mingjue said in a deep voice, "my woman, no one else can get involved."

Yan Huan grabbed his hand and pushed it away.

"Do you think we can go back?"

Men are silent.

This brief silence hurt Yan Huan even more.

She tore the necklace off her neck, and a circle of blood came out of her slender neck.

She threw the necklace at the man.

"Li mingjue, I don't love you! Break up!"

She put down her cruel words, turned and left.

Leaving Li mingjue was more painful than she thought.

But once there is nostalgia, as Lu Zongming said, she will only bring him greater disaster.

She must go.

Suddenly, there was a hurricane behind him.

Before Yan Huan could react, he was carried by a man.

"Li mingjue, you put me down!"

She struggled, but the man's arm was as hard as steel.

He took her in his arms and went all the way back to the bedroom.

With a bang, the bedroom door closed.

The next second, she was thrown into the soft bed.

Yan Huan fell in a daze. The man then bullied and pressed down and kissed her lips.

Yan Huan struggled desperately, but she had no resistance.

With a hiss, his thin shirt shattered.

Yan Huan stared at the man's eyes.

There is no familiar desire or fire, but only peace.

Yan Huan realized that he didn't really want to be himself. His heart suddenly hurt and struggled even more.

"Li mingjue, don't... you promised not to touch me..."

The man ignored her weak cry and

"Ah -" the broken whisper spilled over the red lips, and the fingers clenched the tight bed sheet.

Yan Huan looked at the shaking ceiling, almost broken

Li mingjue looked down at her sweaty little face, her pretty face was full of blush, and a pair of water eyes flashed tears.

The heart was slightly painful, and the action became particularly cherished.

Yan Huan's consciousness is more sober than ever before.

She clearly remembered his eyes, his movements

……

Yan Huan lay in bed, covered with a man's coat.

The calf is still slightly twitching, not painful, but extremely cold.

The man leaned over and kissed her side face and whispered, "why is it so cold?"

Yan Huan didn't answer. The man hugged her body from behind and tried to warm her body.

But the closer he was to himself, the colder she felt.

Li mingjue stroked the red mark on her neck, and her black eyes were stained with thin anger.

He leaned over and kissed the red mark, which was gentle to the extreme.

Yan Huan curled up, avoided his kiss and said in a low voice, "is this your punishment for me?"