Luxurious family does not accept the love: Mr.Mu, please respect yourself！

After a long time, Lanxi changed into a set of white sportswear.

The wet hair tip was pasted on her face, half cold and half hot. The mottled blood marks on her lips had scabbed. The large bright red kiss marks on her ears and neck could not fade away. It looked even more shocking against her white skin.

She went downstairs as usual, touched the railing of the white stairs, raised her eyes and slowly saw the dishes on the table.

A full table, concerned and considerate.

The black figure that can not be ignored is sitting on the sofa with the international financial morning news he reads every day.

Lanxi walked over and touched the temperature of the milk cup. It was still hot.

The clear water eyes looked at the table. There was no meaning to sit down and eat. She turned and walked outside the hall. Mu Yanchen finally couldn't sit still. A painful light flashed across Junyi's pale face. At the moment she brushed past, she stretched out her long arm to grab her hand and shouted, "Lanxi."

Without opening his mouth, he didn't know that his voice was hoarse.

The strength in his hand was as heavy as last night. Lanxi stood still and shuimou calmly looked over: "can't I go out?"

If she didn't know that this was her home, she would really be in a trance and think that everything was in the hands of this man. Even if she was painful, she complained, and she had a terrible hatred, she had to pretend that there was nothing when she woke up in the morning, and even had a peaceful breakfast with him.

Mu Yanchen was quiet for a long time and got up. The dim light of the morning light hit his face. He was so handsome that people were stunned. His eyes were full of pale and painful desolation. His thin lips were lightly pursed. He didn't dare to move her again. He just gently surrounded her from behind: "where are you going? I'll send you."

But after really encircling her, the calm and pale handsome face suddenly changed color!

"It's good everywhere. I can breathe..."

"Why don't you even wear a bra?" he tried to restrain his cold voice and bowed down with a hint of painful anger.

"Wear uncomfortable, don't want to wear." her voice is soft and soft, and her eyes are calm.

Mu Yanchen lightly hugged her, his strength tightened, and his face was completely white.

Gently turned her over. He tried to ease the breath in his chest, bowed his head, pressed down tenderly, and said low, "Lanxi, did I say, never torture me by torturing yourself... I won't allow it."

Lanxi's eyes, followed by a red.

A lot of things in front of her flashed through her mind. I thought that it was such a little bit that forced her to this situation. She couldn't stand it. She pulled down his hand and wanted to go out for a walk.

She really can't stand it. She wants to breathe.

A pair of arms pulled her back and bound her in her arms. She could feel his arms trembling and trembling, but her strength was still so strong that she couldn't move.

His eyes were red with tears. Lan Xi put his hand on his shoulder and pushed it out.

"Don't touch me..."

After all, she was too young, too young and too unable to hide her emotions. The cold she deliberately maintained collapsed at this moment, and her voice choked and trembled: "Mu Yanchen, I beg you not to touch me again!!!"

None of his voice, taste and strength could remind her of the pain last night. The fear and pain engraved in her 17-year-old life were imminent, accompanied by boiling tears.

Hearing her, mu Yanchen's dull pain was gradually spreading, and the sin that almost suffocated him last night came overwhelming.

He knew what he had done and how unforgivable it was.

His cold eyes were red and covered with blood. He felt her struggle according to the head of the person in his arms, dissolved her strength a little bit, endured it and recited it silently.

Hate it.

Lanxi, take out all your strength and grief and anger to hate me.

Because when a man in hell can't atone for everything, pain will be his greatest redemption.

When sin comes, it is like a net. He will never turn over.

Lanxi struggled until she had no strength and her body softened. She didn't know how she was picked up by him. When she was conscious, she was already in the sofa, and his arms still imprisoned her tightly.

Her eyes were hazy, but she couldn't cry.

"Do you want enough..."

Her voice trembled in her sobs.

Mu Yanchen's body stiffened.

"I'm yours now. Are you satisfied?" she raised her tearful face and asked softly, "brother."

The last word stabbed him out of breath, his pale thin lips pursed, and his hands half embracing her began to tremble.

Lanxi got up, put his hand on his shoulder and continued to say, "do you know how I felt when I just took a bath and saw that I was covered with that mark and couldn't wash it off?"

Mu Yanchen's consciousness was defeated bit by bit.

She's only 17.

Her voice and thoughts are immature. She should not accept these things that are too mature.

But now she is in front of herself, revealing the existing facts and reminding him of his sins.

Her eyes became more and more red. Her soft voice whispered, "I'm thinking about what I'll do in the future. I'm going to get married in the future. How can I tell my boyfriend - who took me away for the first time? Can I remember how painful it is every time I do that kind of thing in the future..."

"Bang!" with a sound, her soft body crashed into his chest, and her powerful arm hugged and strangled her. The green veins on her arm were prominent, violent, trembling and about to collapse.

Mu Yanchen closed his eyes and knew for the first time that breathing was painful. It was killing him, but he couldn't stop.

Lanxi's face was full of tears. She thought that the lacrimal glands that couldn't cry secreted hot night again. She was buried in his neck nest and cried and continued to say: "I didn't hate anyone... Even three months after my mother died, Mo Ruqing married my father instead of her. I didn't especially hate her..."

"Mu Yanchen, I hate you..." her hand wrinkled his shirt.

"Mu Yanchen, I hate you!!" she screamed with a cry. All the pain and grievances broke out at this moment. Her hands touched indiscriminately. She didn't know what cold things she touched on the tea table on his back, biting her teeth and stabbing him in the shoulder!!

Mu Yanchen groaned low and stuffy. He only felt the sharp pain like tear spreading on his shoulder. His face was pale for a moment. His strength to hold her was not loose, but tighter. He felt and endured all the pain she gave him.

Lanxi's hand has been working hard, working hard until he can't use any strength anymore.

The hot tears blurred her eyes. It took her a long time to see what she was grasping. It was a silver fork on the tea table. At the moment, she was deeply immersed in Mu Yanchen's shoulder. The scarlet blood penetrated his white shirt. For a moment, it was like a bright red rose blooming on him, bigger and more obvious.

A little shock spread in her heart.

Finally realized what she had done, she was stunned, her little hands trembled and loosened, and even wanted to leave his arms. When he hugged him back, she looked up at his eyes. His lips were terrible white, but his eyes were still quiet.

Like every time she saw him alone, she was quiet and without waves.

Forever lonely.

A little fear and pain rose with her breath and drowned her.

She put her hands on the sofa, her shoulders jerked violently and cried.

"I'm sorry... Brother, I'm sorry..." she climbed over and approached the terrible fork deeply immersed in his flesh and blood. She trembled and grabbed his shirt. She didn't know what to do, "do you hurt... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

At this moment, mu Yanchen's heart was like a little collapsed coast, confused, but she was still crying, so he didn't dare to lose his mind, gently hugged her, covered her ear and said, "it's okay... I'm okay, Lanxi, don't be afraid..."

He rejoiced in the pain.

I'm glad she's still kind and simple. I'm glad she's in love with such a woman.

Even if the crime is heinous.

Even if it's doomed.

The pain came at the right time, otherwise he would not know how to end.

She cried like this and the pain like this. Even if he gouged out his heart, he couldn't change her for a little peace. What happened last night seemed like it hadn't happened... How should he end all this.

***

Nie Mingxuan came out of the super ward and his face was stiff with laughter. After all, he was his father's lifelong friend in the military and political circles. It was necessary for him to come here to have a look when he had an accident. When he went out of the door, he felt that his mouth had no taste. He lit a cigarette and went outside the ward building to smoke. In a trance, he saw a person sitting on the steps with a familiar back.

Raised his feet and walked over, as if afraid of frightening her. Nie Mingxuan tentatively shouted, "Lanxi?"

The sitting man came back from his daze.

Lanxi raised his eyes and looked at him. The ends of his hair were slightly disordered and scattered on his shoulders, like a small animal suddenly emerging from where.

Nie Mingxuan couldn't help smiling. Just now he felt like it was really her.

Recalling that day when my father said that Mu Mingsheng, the former head of the military region, and his new wife went to Hainan for vacation, I guessed in my heart and asked, "is your brother inside?"

Her face was white and her lips were very pale. She bowed her head and continued to sit there holding herself.

Nie Mingxuan has never met such a girl who has no choice. She wanted to ask her how mu Yanchen came to the hospital twice and again recently, but suddenly found some terrible red marks on her neck. If she was right, there were also some wounds on her lips.

His breathing was tighter. Nie Mingxuan went over and squatted down. He gently covered her head with his cigarette fingers. He obviously felt her tremble, hid for a while, lowered his voice and asked softly, "someone bullied you?"

——She was in the third year of senior high school. She knew this when she accompanied Yan Chen to deal with her school fight, but now it's hard to relax.

It's not like a fight.