Delicate Wife Is too Attractive

Three in the morning.

The sky was gray and it began to rain.

The door lock "clicked" and made the woman in the bedroom stiff.

"You're back."

The woman in front of her was dressed in pure white translucent pajamas. Lu Qian's eyes became deeper and deeper, and her tone was as cold as pious ice: "why did you appear here? Give me an explanation."

Thinking of the instructions given to her by the kind woman, she sucked her nose and forced a smile: "let's have a rest..."

Her scallion fingers began to unbutton his shirt.

"Get out." Lu Qian pointed to the open door.

Xia Qingli held back her tears and her small white hand touched Lu Qian's shirt button again. "Mom said tonight was a rare full moon night and helped me measure my body. It was a good day to be pregnant."

"Lonely?" Lu Qian took a step back. His eyes were full of disgust. It seemed that her touch would make him feel sick.

"I..."

Xia Qingli has a red nose and a astringent voice.

She could not see his disgust or his dislike for herself. She would feel heartache when she heard him humiliate herself again and again, but she couldn't help it.

Everything was finalized nine years ago when she was brought into Lu's house.

She must marry Lu Qian.

Can only marry Lu Qian.

"Go out, or I'll call to help you find a man to solve your loneliness."

She looked at the man in front of her unbelievably. The tears in her eyes finally couldn't help dripping down and fell on the back of her bare feet.

She has no shoes on.

The villa was instantly quiet.

When the mobile phone screen was bright and bright, she forced her trembling voice and cried out, "Mom, why don't you sleep so late?"

"I'm worried about you!" Zhang Rou's voice came from the phone, "how's it going?"

Xia Qingli glanced at the man in front of him, blushed and said, "it's very smooth."

"I also said to let Lao Zhou pick you up. Just go well. Remember to use the thing my mother prepared for you tonight. It doesn't hurt. I heard it's too cool to breathe..."

"Oh, mom..." Xia Qingli's little daughter's shyness is just right.

"Okay, mom won't say." Zhang Rou had already smiled into a flower and hung up the phone happily.

Xia Qingli met his eyes, his cheeks flushed, pursed his lips, and whispered for a long time: "if mom asks, can we say that we have..."

The tone of voice turned slightly, but she couldn't find a suitable word to describe it.

Bumped into the cold in the man's eyes, he bit his lower lip with a guilty heart and stopped talking.

White and small teeth clench the pink lower lip, unspeakable temptation.

Lu Qian smiled coldly, "what if mom thinks we're asleep? I can't marry you. "

Her original shy little face froze for a moment, and it took a long time to turn into an ugly smile: "I didn't think so..."

"It's better not to sleep with you. Even if you have our Lu family's children in your stomach, I can't marry you. Xia Qingli, give up. "

Water as clear eyes suddenly filled with water mist. She grabbed his hand and slowly loosened it. Na Na's mouth: "I know."

In my memory, the boy who always stood out for her and everything would protect her coincided with the man's face in front of her.

The man who said that he would live and die for her as long as she wanted and as long as she wanted was torturing her every day.

What happened to him that made him suddenly like this?

Xia Qingli tried to keep her tears from falling. Her voice trembled: "Lu Qian, do you have to hurt me so that you can feel happy?"

Want to escape the general backward two steps, but as soon as you move your feet, there is a bone piercing pain on the soles of your feet.

The pain made her stagger and didn't stand firm. She jumped forward uncontrollably.

With a muffled sound, Xia Qingli looked at the man who was pressed by herself.

Even though the floor was covered with heavy carpets, it can still be judged from the sound that Lu Qian fell badly.

For Shanglu Qian's angry eyes, Xia Qingli's words to explain were all frozen in his mouth, opened his mouth, and didn't say anything.

"Satisfied?" Lu Qian's voice became colder and colder.

All this, in his eyes, was just a trick deliberately designed by her.

"Yes, I'm sorry..." Xia Qingli struggled to get up.

But as soon as his hands reached the carpet, he was turned over by the people under him, so that he couldn't move.

"You..."

As soon as the pink lips opened, the man pressed on his body kissed him fiercely.