Cold President's Exclusive Beloved Wife

His lazy voice relieved her, turned and sat down on the sofa. At this moment, she didn't want to take a bath, let alone go to the bedroom. In this spacious building, she felt that the safest place was the living room.

"I can let you hear an zehuan's voice. You should remember the voice of manager an? After all, he used to be a popular man in front of Jiang Junyue, but Jiang Junyue didn't think he was planted in the hands he trusted most in the past, but it can't blame Jiang Junyue. Hehe, an zehuan can't help it, right?" he smiled and walked towards her, The tall figure sitting beside her added an invisible pressure to her in an instant.

The heavy breath came to her face. She saw him pick up the mobile phone with one hand, but put the other hand on her shoulder lightly. She gently took her and leaned against his shoulder, but did not talk to her, but said to the mobile phone: "find a way to let an zehuan speak, I want to hear."

"OK, wait a minute, don't hang up." someone came back from the other side. Then, LAN Jingyi heard the footsteps from his mobile phone. The sound was very light. It seemed that he was deliberately trying not to make too heavy a noise. It seemed that he was deliberately avoiding someone.

"Did you put someone beside Jiang Junliang's people?"

"Do you think I need it? Hehe, how tired it is." slightly raised lips, Lu Wentao was slightly proud at this time.

"Then how do you know so much and so detailed?" Lan Jingyi still felt incredible.

She doesn't believe it, really doesn't believe it.

Before the mobile phone caught his shoulder and side face, he tilted his head and looked at her, "because of you." after that, he picked up her face. Unexpectedly, when his mobile phone was still connected, a pair of lips suddenly fell down.

LAN Jingyi was frightened. Her body suddenly stiffened and her conditioned reflex was fierce. Then she stood up, "Lu Wentao, I haven't heard an zehuan's voice." she looked down at the man in front of her. However, she was obviously taller than him, but her heart trembled when she came into contact with his sight.

She suddenly found that she never seemed to understand this man.

His long eyelashes blinked, and a little sarcasm was written on his handsome face, "hehe, you don't believe what I said, do you? Come on, listen, is this manager an's voice?" he suddenly pulled her arm, took her and sat on his lap, "don't move, come."

She leaned against his chest, one ear was his mobile phone, and their heads were close enough for them to hear the sound inside.

"When will Jiang return the photos and videos to me?"

An zehuan's voice is really his voice. It's not bad at all. LAN Jingyi remembers it. She continues to listen. She wants to hear where an zehuan is?

But suddenly, there was something loose in his ear. Lu Wentao had removed his mobile phone and pressed it off. He smiled and stared at her. "Do you believe it now? Maybe I lied to you before, but now, I really didn't lie to you. As long as you obediently promised me, I'll tell you the whereabouts of an zehuan." he said, his fingers picked up her jaw and his bright eyes swept her face, Then she swept down, and then her eyes stopped there. She swallowed a mouthful of water and curled up. She bit her lip, but she tried again, "Lu Wentao, can't you stop me from hating you?"

"If I say I don't let you hate me, don't you hate me? Hehe, how good I am to you in France. I've endured everything. If you don't allow me to touch you, I won't touch you. Whatever you say, I hold you in the palm of my hand. I'm afraid of you. I don't want you to do this or that, but in the end, what can I change? It's just that you fake marry me again and then fake divorce me. I'm still He didn't get anything. Jingyi, that feeling was very sad. You know what? Jingyi, when you and Jiang Junyue were together again, did you think about my feeling? "He said in a hoarse voice, holding her face higher and higher. He didn't stop until her watery red lips were almost sticking to him, "In fact, I love you more than him. No one loves you more than me. What I give you will never be less than him, but more, many, many..."

The soft lips fell down with a little warmth. He kissed her gently and forced her to slowly close her eyes. A tear slowly flowed out, flowed through her cheeks and the corners of her lips, half slipped into his mouth and half into her mouth. The salty taste astringed her heart, but the man who kissed him suddenly hugged her body, "Lan Jingyi, you can't escape me again, can't..."

"No... don't..." suddenly, the man in the hospital intensive care room flashed in his mind, recalling the slight smile on his lips when he fell asleep. LAN Jingyi pushed the man desperately. This used to be her home.

But now, it's not anymore.

But Lu Wentao's body has long been imprisoned in her arms. No matter how she struggles, she can't earn her arms like pliers, "Wuwu..." Lan Jingyi was really flustered. When Lu Wentao's tongue quietly rushed into her mouth, a pair of upper and lower shell teeth, "hiss", Lu Wentao took a cold breath. He hurt, very painful.

But it was just a meal. Then, his tongue still drilled into LAN Jingyi's mouth and stirred wantonly. He just wanted to suck all her sweet 'honey' into his mouth. Her taste was very sweet and delicious, just as in his memory. That year and that month, he really shouldn't let go

"Sobbing..." her mouth was full of bloody smell. She bit him again and again. It was bleeding, but he just wouldn't let her go.

Tears flowed more and more on her cheeks, one after another. She was so helpless and frightened. At this moment, LAN Jingyi regretted that she shouldn't have come to Lu Wentao, but it's no use regretting. The man on her didn't care about her hesitation and panic. LAN Jingyi only felt that her heart was about to jump out. She was dying, dying

"Let my love be with you forever..."

Suddenly, this song was integrated into the living room where there was only low breathing. It was LAN Jingyi's mobile phone ring tone, a "bosom lover".

"Woo woo, get up..." Lan Jing Yi was struggling desperately. At this time, someone called. It must be a very important call.

But it's no use. The song continues, and the man on his body continues his kiss and touch.

LAN Jingyi felt goose bumps on her body. She really couldn't stand it. "Get up..."

Or, it was the repeated singing of the song "intimate lover" that annoyed Lu Wentao, or it was LAN Jingyi's tears that finally softened Lu Wentao's heart. He finally got up from her and felt a cigarette from the cigarette box on the tea table. When the lighter lit the cigarette, LAN Jingyi rushed to his bag and took out his mobile phone, Quickly picked it up, "Hello, who?" it was a number she didn't know or a fixed line number. She was a little strange to call so late.

"Jing Yi, it's me. It's my second aunt. Come back to Jiang's house quickly. The old man... He......" Feng Meijuan's voice trembled more and more, and she couldn't go on.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with him?" Lan Jingyi leaned on the wall in fear. Feng Meijuan guessed that Grandpa might have had an accident.

"Old man, he... He... He had a heart attack and... Died..."

"Bang", the mobile phone fell to the ground and fell apart. Feng Meijuan's voice finally disappeared in the suddenly quiet living room. However, it still lingered in LAN Jingyi's ears. Has the old man passed away?

How is this possible?

The old man was fine in the hospital before, but now

It seems that everything is so unexpected, everything is so strange.

Lu Wentao takes a smoke and turns to LAN Jingyi. From her reaction that she just took the phone, he can guess that something big should have happened, otherwise LAN Jingyi won't be able to hold her mobile phone stably.

"I'm going back. Something happened to Grandpa... Something happened..." she didn't even have time to pick up the broken mobile phone. Lan Jing Yi was about to rush out. Nothing was more important than the old man's going. It couldn't be so fast. She didn't believe it, just didn't believe it.

Lu Wentao quickly cut off the cigarette he had only smoked a few mouthfuls in his hand, took his coat and chased out, trimming his clothes while chasing.

LAN Jingyi had zipped her pants when she answered the phone. Now she rushed out of the room like flying and turned around the stairs. She wanted to rush downstairs and to the Jiang family. How could the old man die before Jiang Junyue woke up and was rehabilitated?

How can this be?

When LAN Jingyi rushed out of the building door, Lu Wentao had caught up. She couldn't run faster than his long legs. She stretched out her hand to pull her petite body and pulled her straight to his car, "I'll take you there."

LAN Jingyi didn't say a word. He let him put her in the car and let him send her a seat belt. Until the car started and drove out of the community, she suddenly woke up and said, "give me a cigarette." she wanted to smoke. Now only smoke or wine can make her a little sober. Her head and brain were in a mess. An inexplicable fear filled every cell in her body. She was afraid, She was flustered. She felt as if her heart was going to jump out of her chest. It was no longer her own.

Lu Wentao glanced at her pale face, so he had to take a cigarette from the storage box and handed it to her, and then the lighter, "only one, smoking is not good."

But although he said it, LAN Jingyi didn't respond at all. She lit the cigarette mechanically and began to smoke hard. She couldn't smoke so much that she coughed after only one mouthful.