Cold-hearted young master and revenge bride

He didn't want to control himself any more. The woman's hands clasped his arms and her teeth clenched his lower lip.

He said with a smile: "if you want to cry out, why do you have to endure so hard?"

At last she could not help crying out. Such extreme provocation and inner humiliation experience make her feel mixed at this time.

Her skin clings to the man's body, a line of tears slowly overflow from her eyes, such humiliating mistress life, is one day, she will eventually numb and adapt?

It's in the middle of winter. For several days in a row, the sky seems to be missing a corner, and the snow keeps falling. The whole world seemed to be shrouded in mist.

Lin Yiwan stands in front of Lin Youxian's bed, looking at his father surrounded by ventilator and oxygen tube. Since last time, Lin Youxian's condition has plummeted, most of the time every day is in a coma.

Lin Yiwan fell down and held his father's bare hand. When will father recover? Lin Yiwan begged Qi Aozhi not to let his father know about the change of ownership. He agreed.

These days, she listens to him. Every day she stays in the apartment except the hospital, and she doesn't associate with people who have nothing to do with her. She is like a turtle in a shell, tiny and humble.

She looked at her father's sleeping face and looked calm and safe. She looked at her watch again. She had been here for more than an hour. It was not far from the two hours of free time Qi Aozhi had given her. He told her yesterday that he wanted to eat her millet Chili Beef pot tonight. She had to hurry to buy materials and cook them for him.

She carefully put Lin Youxian's hand into the quilt, then pressed every corner of the quilt carefully, and then walked out of the ward slowly.

She walked all the way out along the long corridor of the ward. Suddenly, her steps stopped. In front of her, the man who was facing her turned out to be Mencius, whom she had been avoiding these days.

Her first reaction was to turn around and run away, but there was no place to hide. She had to harden her head to meet him.

Mencius' eyes brightened when he saw her. He quickened his steps and quickly came to her with a slight gasp.

His bright eyes were shining with suppressed enthusiasm and fear of losing: "Yiwan, I finally see you. These days, you don't answer my phone. I'm waiting for you at the gate of your community, and I can't see you. You came to visit uncle Lin on purpose to miss my working time. If I didn't ask my colleagues to let me know when they see you. If I'm a bit late today, I'm afraid I'll miss it again. "

Lin Yiwan didn't dare to look him in the eyes. She also knew that it was not the way to avoid him all the time, but she really didn't know how to tell him.

She pulled out a wisp of smile to him and said: "Ziqi, I'm sorry, I..."

He was staring at her face, only a few days, she was haggard. Her face was pale, as if she had lost weight again. She looked weak and lifeless.

He grabbed her arm nervously: "what's the matter? What happened? "

She bowed her head. Anyway, she should have made it clear to him.

Finally, she slowly raised her eyes: "let's talk outside."