Master Spoils His Wife To The Extreme

Ziyan looked at Zhuo Weiting and thought or asked.

"That girl is you, isn't she?"

Zhuo Weiting said, stretching his arm and stroking the bangs in front of Ziyan's forehead.

"That night, your mother broke you here. This scar was left at that time."

Zhuo Weiting's sentence is equivalent to telling Ziyan the answer.

Ziyan's lips trembled and her tears took away from her eyes. She slid down the sofa and held Zhuo Weiting tightly.

"You knew it early in the morning. Why didn't you tell me?"

"At that time, I just guessed that the day after we got married, because you had too many scars, and after so many years, I wasn't sure. When you asked today, I realized that it was really you."

Zhuo Weiting stroked Ziyan's soft hair with emotion. The relationship between people is really subtle. Maybe he and Yaner were doomed as early as 18 years ago.

"Yan'er, will you marry me?"

Excited, Zhuo Weiting proposed again.

"Ah Ting, get up. I promised ah Feng that I would never get married again in my life."

Ziyan wiped her face on Zhuo Weiting's clothes and wiped all her tears and snot on it.

"Yan'er, I went to London to find Gao Jianfeng. He said bless us. Really, those so-called promises, will you let him go to hell?"

Zhuo Weiting was furious when Ziyan made another promise.

"Ah Ting, you won't understand. I said a lot of words to hurt ah Feng last time. I promised him he wouldn't be with you or..."

Ziyan shook her head and was responsible for what she said. That's what the teacher taught them from childhood to adulthood.

"Yan, you don't believe that we went to London to find Gao Jianfeng. I think he should be very free now."

Zhuo Weiting dragged Ziyan's hand as if he were going to fly over immediately.

"Ah Ting, in fact, love doesn't have to be together. Let's raise Xiaoxian together."

Ziyan looks at Zhuo Weiting. Although she also wants the three of her family to live together, she promised ah Feng that she must do it.

In this life, she owes him too much unless

"Yan'er, do you want to hear Gao Jianfeng say you don't mind us being together before you give up the damn promise?"

Zhuo Weiting got up, clasped Ziyan's hand, took out the phone and pulled Gao Jianfeng's phone.

"Gao Jianfeng, tell Yan'er that the damn promise you said at the beginning doesn't count."

Zhuo Weiting yelled at the other side as soon as the phone was connected.

Gao Jianfeng, who was lying in bed, was stunned. He understood that Ziyan and Zhuo Weiting were together again. Although he spoke frankly at the beginning, now he knew that Ziyan was on the other end of the phone, but he couldn't say it.

In such a short few days, they are going to make up. Where does Yan'er send him?

"Yan'er, if..."

"Ah Feng, I will be responsible for what I said. I won't get married or..."

"Hell, you love me too. Why do you have to say something against your heart?"

Zhuo Weiting was so angry that he grabbed the phone and smashed it on the ground, desperately hugging Ziyan and kissing madly.

"Yan'er, no matter what you think, you can only be my wife in this life."

Zhuo Weiting kissed Ziyan fiercely with anger. He didn't allow her to refuse him with any excuse.

"Ah Ting, don't do this."

The lip was bitten, and Ziyan instinctively pushed him.

"Yan'er, you love me. Why can't we be together?"

Zhuo Weiting presses Ziyan on the sofa. He is angry with Ziyan about her commitment. She has told him before that she only loves him all her life.

"Ah Ting, don't do this. Let's talk about what we have."

Ziyan wants to sit up, but Zhuo Weiting presses her to death.

"That's it, Yan'er. You said you would only love me in your life. I want to hear you say you love me. Now."

Zhuo Weiting bit Ziyan's lips. Since he met, he never heard Ziyan say love again.

Seven years ago, Ziyan would say it every day, several times a day, but now she is stingy.

"Ah Ting, I love you, but..."

Zhuo Weiting doesn't listen to any but, but, or, he just needs to know that Ziyan loves him.

"Ah - ah Ting, put me down quickly."

Ziyan's body suddenly hung in the air. She was frightened and instinctively wrapped Zhuo Weiting in her hands.

"Don't let go, Yan'er. We were husband and wife originally. No one can separate us. Today, no one can stop me from wanting you."

Zhuo Weiting said and took Ziyan into the lounge.

People's patience is limited. He waited so long. It was not easy for Ziyan to take the initiative to find him. He thought he could keep the clouds open and see the sunrise. Unexpectedly, we still can't be together.

Go to his promise, he wants to be together. He not only wants to be with Yan'er, but also has to have a baby as soon as possible. It's best to be angry with Gao Jianfeng.

"Ah Ting, no......"

"Yan'er, this is your punishment. I don't want to hear it. I only know that people who love each other should be together. I love you and you love me. That's enough."

Zhuo Weiting kicked off his shoes and rolled to the bed with Ziyan in his arms. Obviously, he was a little impatient and couldn't undo the buttons of Ziyan's clothes.

"Brush!"

He was a little anxious. He pulled his clothes open with his hands, and the buttons flew up. Ziyan was surprised to hold her chest.

"Ah Ting, don't do this. Let me go."

Ziyan is a little scared. She has never seen Zhuo Weiting like this. Even when she was married before, he was not so angry.

"Do you now say that I want to bully you again?"

Zhuo Weiting's hand stopped, but his eyes were leaping flames.

"Ah Ting, you know, can you give me some time? I promise you, we'll start over, but we can't... um..."

Ziyan's explanations are superfluous. Zhuo Weiting has decided to get Ziyan today anyway. It has been seven years. He hasn't had any women in the past seven years. She should also give him some sweets.

"I can. I've been waiting for you for seven years. I always believe you're still alive. If you're really gone, I won't get a wife in my life. Yan'er, can you understand the pain?"

Zhuo Weiting kisses Ziyan and moves her hand on Ziyan. Her body is more mature than before.

He felt it last time in the elevator. Maybe it was because he had a child, which made Zhuo Weiting more difficult to control himself.

"Sorry, I ignored these."

Ziyan felt guilty when she heard Zhuo Weiting's painful breathing.

"Wife, I love you, since seven years ago, maybe earlier."

Zhuo Weiting smiled. He knew that his Yan'er came back and his wife came back. After that, he would be very happy every day.

"Husband, I love you too."

Ziyan closes her eyes and gives her red lips. Commitment is very important, but at this moment, feeling is important.

For seven years, both she and ah Ting need to truly feel each other's existence.

"Yan'er -"

Zhuo Weiting lowered his head and buried himself in the soft arms he had been longing for for for for a long time.

"Well, promise to go to hell."

Before reason was driven away, a word of knowledge came out of Ziyan's throat.

"Wife, it's right to think so. No one can stop us from wanting to love, and no one can stop us from together. Therefore, now you are not allowed to think about others. You can only think of your husband me and look at me, so that we can get back the feeling of the past."

Zhuo Weiting saw that Ziyan's star eyes closed slightly and spoke with command.

Ziyan seemed to be bewitched and really opened her eyes slightly.

Looking at Zhuo Weiting, my memory really goes back to seven years ago. At that time, although I was very hesitant, I was really happy, especially when a ting defended her. To celebrate her birthday.

Ziyan slowly stretched out her hand and circled Zhuo Weiting's neck, with intoxicating tenderness in her eyes.

"Yan'er, over the years, I've been looking for you. I've been looking forward to our reunion. At that time, I knew that I couldn't live without you."

Zhuo Weiting's breathing voice is full of love. He has been looking forward to this day for so many years.

Looking forward to holding Yan'er in her arms and returning to her warm body.

"Ah Ting, these years, I want to love, love you and hate you. The whole thought is to unite you."

Ziyan's eyes are glittering and translucent. The reason why she can sustain these years is also because of her love and hatred for him.

"Yan'er, I love you. We'll never separate again."

With Zhuo Weiting's heavy breathing and a powerful action, the lovers who have been separated for seven years finally have each other at this moment.

The indoor temperature is getting higher and higher. Men and women begin the night.

"Er! Wife, don't leave me again, will you?"

Ziyan's delicate body clings to his strong body. In the past, Ziyan always bears it silently, but now, she is more cooperative and knows how to make both sides happier.

A series of chants overflowed from Ziyan's throat, like an aphrodisiac, which made Zhuo Weiting unable to stop.

The blending of love, every call, is the voice of love.

"Wife, promise me not to leave me again."

Zhuo Weiting repeatedly sought Ziyan's resonance, and Ziyan's tears fell on the pillow along the corners of her eyes.

She loves him and really loves him. Even after seven years, she knows that he is always the only one in her heart. If she betrays her friend and really wants to go to hell, she would rather sink in this love fire.

No matter how Zhuo Weiting asked, Ziyan didn't respond. In addition to this love between men and women, there was a love that haunted her.

As if afraid of pressing Ziyan, Zhuo Weiting exchanged positions with Ziyan. He held Ziyan and let her fall on his chest.

A tear inadvertently fell on his chest and burned his heart.

"Yan'er, what's the matter with you?"

Zhuo Weiting knew that Ziyan was crying. He reached out to turn on the light in the lounge and looked at Ziyan's ruddy face with tears. He nervously held her face.

Ziyan didn't speak, but held Zhuo Weiting tightly, buried her head in his chest, listened to his heartbeat and felt the heart that really loved her.

"Yan'er, is it because of me or because of him?"

Zhuo Weiting extinguished all the lights in the lounge. Only then did he know that the city had entered the night. The room was a little dark and could only see the outline of each other.

"Yes, ah Ting, our marriage has' expired ', right?"

Ziyan's voice seemed a little choked. I don't know what she said?

Is it legally valid? Or psychological estrangement?

"Yan'er, do you still want to leave me?"