Lay Down My Bad Husband

When Lin Ziyi frowned, his eyes immediately overflowed with a touch of heartache.

"Don't move any more, Tang Su. Otherwise, you don't know when your wound will heal." She said in a soft voice, like cotton wadding, warm and comfortable.

Tang Su slowly opened his eyes, lifted his eyes and looked at Lin Ziyi. At the corner of his lips, he outlined a shallow and charming radian.

"Do you care about me?"

Lin Ziyi pursed his lips and stared at him.

"Not angry with me?"

Lin Ziyi still stares at him, a little angry, "don't you need to give an explanation?"

The man raised his lips, laughed, and then looked at Lin Ziyi. His deep ink eyes were shining, his eyes were burning, and his husky and sexy voice sounded. He was very serious and devout, "Lin Ziyi, I'm very glad, I'm very glad what happened that night six years ago."

Lin Ziyi looked at the beautiful and charming man in front of him, and listened to every word he said. His mind suddenly rippled violently. Never before had waves of throbbing ripples spread out in the lake.

So, Tang Su's words, not to explain or apologize to her, but directly to her confession?

Face, once again, such as the explosion of red clouds, once again failed to win the red thoroughly.

The man looked at Lin Ziyi, who was as attractive as a ripe red cherry. He propped up his body with his elbows and moved to the other side of the bed to make room for Lin Ziyi to sit down. Then he patted the bedside and called, "come here."

"No

She's not fooled.

With patience, the man called again, "come here!"

Lin Ziyi pursed his lips and moved his legs away.

The man looked at Lin Ziyi, who was moving slowly. When she was within the reach of her long arm, he reached out and took her slender waist and brought her to the bed.

Lin Ziyi gave a light cry. In response, he was sitting on the bed, next to Tang Su's head.

The man raised his head, put the pillow to one side, and then hooped Lin Ziyi's slender waist to carry her back.

"Tang Su, what are you doing?"

Just when Lin Ziyi didn't know what Tang Su wanted to do, the man just loosened her waist. Then, his head fell down and his side face directly rested on her thigh.

The importance of the man's head came down. Through the thin fabric, Lin Ziyi obviously felt the heat in the man's body and the fortitude of the facial lines.

Looking down, the man has closed his eyes again at this time. His pretty face is lazy and soft at this moment. Under the dim light in the room, he faints countless charming halos, making people lost.

Is he going to use her thigh as a pillow?

"Hello, Tang Su..."

"Don't move. Let me sleep."

Lin Ziyi took action for a while. A big hand on the other side of the man patted her ass, and then a lazy and sexy low voice sounded.

Lin Ziyi bit his lip and glanced at the bloodstains of white gauze on the man's back. The whole heart seemed to be yanked by a big hand. The dull pain immediately spread all over his body.

So many injuries on the body, it should be very painful!

However, since she came in, she has not seen the man's brow frown.

Looking at his dense two rows of eyelashes under the obvious cyan, heart, inexplicably on the abnormal pain in front of this man.

In order to sit in that position, he is very tired and hard!

With a slight frown on her brow, Lin Ziyi did not move or resist again. She raised her hand and gently dropped her soft finger on the man's ear frame, just as she used to comfort the stream to sleep. Her thumb, from the man's ear frame, gently rubbed to the earlobe, repeated over and over again.

"Tang Su, don't you worry about people finding out the relationship between Xiaoxi and me?"

The man sleeps on Lin Ziyi's soft and warm thigh, and his nose lingers with the light and fresh smell that belongs to her. I don't know how many times more comfortable and comfortable than pillow.

She could not break the small hand on his ear frame, as if with magic, all the pain on his body were instantly dissipated, and the thin electric current, along the ear frame, quickly ran to his whole body.

He stretched out his hand. Even if he kept his eyes closed, he could grasp Lin Ziyi's other hand accurately, and then wrap it in his palm.

"There's nothing to worry about."

The man doesn't say much, but his voice is more and more languid. He slowly says these words, with a strong sense of tiredness in his voice.

"Then..." Do you really want to marry an Xiyan?

At the end of the day, Lin Ziyi didn't ask again. She had asked this question too many times. Before, it might be necessary and meaningful. Now, it's on the verge of an arrow. She has to ask again. Wouldn't she just embarrass herself and embarrass Tang Su?Now that she herself has fallen in love with this man, and they are doomed to be unable to be aboveboard together, so be it. Furtively, she knows her lover or her junior.

Who called this man, or the father of her child.

Lin Ziyi's low voice, and the words that she didn't export behind her, of course, the man is quite clear, what Lin Ziyi wants to ask and what he cares about.

However, without 100% assurance, he did not dare to promise anything in front of her, because he was afraid that she would be disappointed with him.

It's too tired. Lin Ziyi is the best hypnotic. Soon, the man will go to sleep.

Feel the man's breath, become smooth and shallow, Lin Ziyi know, he fell asleep.

Small hands, finally began to climb up his side face along the man's ear frame, inch by inch, gently rubbed the man's handsome and shameful facial contour, knew Tang Su for so long, even slept together for several times, this is the first time to look at this man so closely and seriously.

The way this man sleeps is lovely!

Yes, it's cute.

In the past, she thought that Xiaoxi was a man with some similarities. Now, by careful comparison, the two men were more than a little similar. They were almost six or seven points alike, except that Xiaoxi was full of meat, while Tang Su's facial lines were extremely clear and angular, and there was no superfluous flesh in his whole body, so he didn't look like it It's like that.

Lin Ziyi's fingers, from a man's forehead, to his eyebrows, to his eyelashes.