Leng Leng raised her hand and wanted to help her wipe her tears, but she slapped it open. She twisted to one side and wiped her tears indiscriminately, trying to explain, "I didn't cry. I had eyelashes in my eyes, which hurt."

Li Ye prayed for her thin lips to close tightly, reached out to clasp her chin, turned her face around, and her voice became more and more low, "let me help you see."

Yan Luoxi: "

The man's cold facial features gradually enlarged in front of her, and finally stopped above her face. She looked up at him. The man's lower jaw was clear-cut, and the slightly protruding Adam's apple was sexy.

The exhaled hot breath sprayed on her face, full of male hormones, encroaching on her brain and all her senses.

The soft finger belly was propped on her eyelids. He looked at her upper and lower eyelids carefully. He didn't see the so-called eyelashes, but the red blood in his eyes was crisscross, which was distressing.

He lowered his head, put a thin lipstick on her eyelids, and sucked the salty tears from his eyelashes. He sighed, "don't cry. I was bad last night. I shouldn't have left you alone in the rain."

Reluctant to see her wronged and pretend to be all right, if you want to cry, you have to find all kinds of reasons to pretend to be strong.

She made him feel like a big bastard, powerless and distressed.

Yanluoxi was shocked. She suddenly looked up at him, and tears swirled in her eyes. He was not a man who could easily speak soft words. It was really not easy to lower his noble head and admit his mistake to her.

But he didn't realize where his mistake was.

She hung her head lonely, "you don't have to apologize to me. After all, you have no obligation to take into account my feelings. I'm not feeling well. I'll go back to my room first. "

Seeing her turn and go out, Li night prayed, frowning more tightly, and grabbed her wrist.

With a low cry, he said that the Roche had been pulled around by him and pasted a tall and straight flesh wall. She struggled angrily, but the man did not move, and his powerful arm tightly wrapped around her waist.

"Speak well." Li Yeqi bowed his head and stared at her for a moment.

Yan Luoxi was even more angry. Regardless of the injury of her wrist, she forcibly wanted to break away from the clamp of Li night prayer, "let me go."

Li Yeqi's eyes flashed a deep touch. He clasped her disorderly hands and pulled. Her tall and straight body pressed her on the wall, and each other's bodies were closely pasted together.

"What are you angry with me?"

Yanluoxi hit her back against the wall, and there was a burst of pain. Her eyes were red, staring at the night prayer, mixed with anger and grievance, "you barbarian, you let go of me, I don't want to talk to you."

"If you don't want to talk to me, who do you want to talk to? That scum man, or Fu Lun, or Bai Xiao? " The more Li night prayed, the more angry he was.

Why didn't he know when his wife was concerned by so many flies?

Yanluoxi was angered by his stiff tone, and her words were sarcastic, "what about you? You are either Li Zhuang or Fu Youran, and you are unwilling to be lonely."

Li Yeqi leaned down slightly and clasped her chin. "Madam, don't try to annoy me while I'm talking to you, otherwise you can't afford the consequences."

Yanluoxi hated that he pinched her chin very often. It felt as if she was very weak.

She clasped his wrist and pulled it away.

The next second, the man buckled her wrist and pressed it on the wall. His lips were pasted tightly. At the beginning, it was overbearing plunder.

The irritability in her heart was not reduced by the kiss, but added to her irritability and uneasiness in her fierce resistance and non cooperation.

Standing outside the car last night, he clearly saw Bai Xiao looking at her, affectionate and gentle. Think of her lips again, once touched by Bai Xiao, he wanted to kill manically.

Before a Fu Lun stopped, another Bai Xiao came. He wanted to lock her in his arms and was not allowed to go anywhere, so as not to attract bees and butterflies to him outside.

"Sir, madam..." aunt Tong's voice suddenly sounded behind her. Yan Luoxi noticed that the man covered on her body was stunned. She immediately pushed him away and quickly escaped from the kitchen like a frightened deer.

She ran out and almost ran into aunt Tong. She quickly avoided and didn't say anything. She rushed up the stairs and ran back to the room.

Aunt Tong looked at her back and disappeared on the second floor. When she looked back, she saw the male host come out with a gloomy face, with blood on her thin lips, looking a little embarrassed.

Wrinkled shirts, you don't have to think about what these two were doing in the kitchen just now.

The couple really fight at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed.

Li night prayed with his fist against his lips and coughed twice. He felt a little dizzy. He stared at Aunt Tong in a daze and whispered, "aunt Tong, boil some millet porridge and send it to her. She's hungry."

Although I bullied her angrily just now, I didn't ignore her stomach growling all the time.

A stubborn little thing.

When he married her, in addition to being responsible for her after sleeping, another factor was that he didn't want to worry about marriage.

Marry a woman who looks good to her eyes and feels good when she sleeps. In the long years to come, they will live a life of mutual respect. At least they won't hate each other.

This is the original intention of marrying her.

But I don't know when his eyes will stop on her longer and longer. She will be sad and he will be upset. She said she liked other men and he would be so angry that he wanted to kill.

It seems that everything related to her is no longer controlled by his reason. Such a runaway mood is really bad, and he doesn't like it at all.

Yanluoxi returned to the master bedroom and locked the door with trembling fingers. She leaned against the door and sat on the ground feebly.

Burying her face between her legs, her heart was so sad that she was about to suffocate. The arrogant man would kiss her if he didn't say a word, but she didn't like this feeling at all.

Such a self is too humble, as if he can only do whatever he wants.

I don't know how long it took. There was a knock at the door. She was surprised that she had sat by the door for so long that her legs were numb. She frowned and whispered, "who?"

"Madam, I cooked millet porridge. Will you take it to your bedroom or will you eat it?" Aunt Tong stood outside the door and asked.

Yanluoxi stood up with the door. She rubbed her cheeks to make herself look energetic. She said, "I'll go downstairs to eat."

"OK." Aunt Tong felt a little strange listening to her voice. Did they not make up?

Downstairs, Yan Luoxi sat in the restaurant, sipping soft and waxy millet porridge. The hot millet porridge entered his stomach, as if it warmed the corner above his stomach.

Didn't she already tell herself? No one loves her. She loves herself more. She can't let herself be the one who shakes her tail gas. It's too sad.

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