Mr. Lu, how about divorce today?

But her strength could not shake him at all.

Lu Fei raised his hand and dragged the tearful woman directly to him. The burning light was at the bottom of his eyes: "you promised me."

Le Zhao's eyes were full of fog, and his whole body was shaking. Leng Bu Ding didn't respond to his words: "what?"

"You promised to see me at the old lady's birthday party."

It's strange that she broke her appointment. Yue Zhao understood this time. Looking at Lu Fei, shaking her red lips, she couldn't speak.

The emotion surging from his eyes made her feel painful and confused.

"Do you know how dangerous infectious diseases are?" Le Zhao's nose is sour, and his voice is a little out of tune. This man is so paranoid that he is a madman!

The man's quiet black eyes looked at her: "I don't allow others to break an appointment."

Laughing at this man's overbearing reason, Le Zhao didn't know what to say. He raised his little hand and smashed it on his chest. It seemed heavy, but he didn't have much strength.

"Do you want to die?" Lu Fei grasped Le Zhao's hand. The cold touch made his brow slightly twist.

"I think you are looking for death." Le Zhao wants to break free, but he holds it with more strength.

"Are you worried about me?" Lu bandit's eyes were so sharp that they seemed to see people through.

Le Zhao was scalded. Fortunately, she was protected by wearing a mask.

The warmth of Lu bandit's palm came in an endless stream. Like people walking in the dark, they finally see a glimmer of light, so the mood of yuezhao also stabilizes.

She said with a wry smile, "yes, I'm worried about you. I'm worried that if you die and I live, your mother will surely kill me. "

The Mou color is deep several degrees, the land bandit holds her hand to slightly tighten, extremely low voice line way: "you are damned."

Just now, the feeling in my heart disappeared immediately. Le Zhao glared at him with tears: "are you still not a man? I'm scared to death. You still say that. "

Lu bandit's lips were so dangerous that he caught Le Zhao's hand and buckled it on her waist.

The force seemed to press her into his body.

A low voice stuck to her ear: "men don't say it."

The thin layer of hot air on the mask, if not touch her earlobe.

It's like a fire in Le Zhao's throat.

For a time, the heart beat violently and could not say a word.

The second half of the sentence, he clearly did not say, but on the tip of her heart skilfully slip, as if hot to the depths of the soul.

Le Zhao bites his lips and lies in his arms. He only dares to look at his well-defined jaw. This man is beautiful, not only in skin, but also in bone.

"You'd better go now. I've been here all night. I can't walk away. " Le Zhao is hard hearted again to drive this man away.

Bandit Lu bowed his head and stuck it on her mask.

Le Zhao instinctively wanted to hide, but he was strong enough to hold her face, not allowing her to escape.

She opened her eyes and saw himself in his black eyes. She was in a state of panic and pity. Instead of driving people away, she was inviting people to come near.

She was scared of herself.

"It's too late."

Lu Fei let go of Le Zhao, his voice was so bland that he didn't feel that he had done a terrible thing.

Childish! I used to know that he was so angry, but I didn't find that he was still so naive! Le Zhao was so angry that he said, "what if I die?"

Lu Fei gave her a look of arrogance and frowned, as if what she said was stupid.

He let go of Le Zhao and looked at the furnishings of the room. He was obviously dissatisfied.

Le Zhao thought that he would be picky, but he didn't want to sit down beside the bed without saying anything.

This is somewhat unexpected.

More to her surprise, Lu bandit lay down on the bed.

Le Zhao frowned: "I think it's better for you to go to another room. I just lay here."

She was so anxious that she couldn't help pulling him.

Lu Fei pulled his back hand, but le Zhao was not on guard. He threw himself forward and fell directly into his arms.

Meet the man's hard texture, across the material is still disturbing.

Yuezhao subconsciously wants to get up, but Lu bandit raises his hand to hold it. With a little force, yuezhao rolls to his side, and then he holds her with his big hand.

"Any more noise, I'll kill you."

Who is afraid of who! Who knows if we'll die together. Le Zhao wanted to go back in this way, but she couldn't say when she saw the fatigue between the man's eyebrows.

Le Zhao hypnotizes herself, she is a pillow.

In fact, she didn't sleep well last night.

Now the bandit Lu is holding her. His calm attitude has influenced Le Zhao.Maybe it's accompanied by someone. Fear seems to be divided into two parts. The pressure in her heart is suddenly not so great.

Eyes gradually heavy, Le Zhao also followed to sleep in the past.

She had a dream.

Dream of the man again, but this time it's not in bed, but by the sea.

The waves beat against the coast.

Rainy weather, very strange, no boat, not even a seabird. She sat there as if waiting for someone.

At this time, I heard the footsteps behind me, and someone hugged her from behind. Instead of panicking, she gave her heart to the people behind her.

That man should be the same as the hero in her shy dreams.

He kissed her earlobe and handed her a bottle.

Le Zhao took it and looked at it. It was a sleeping pill.

She was feeling strange when she heard the man behind her whisper, "I've eaten half of it. The rest is for you. It's your favorite taste, baby. Once you finish eating, you won't wake up again. "

As soon as the original warm scene painting style changed, Le Zhao woke up with a start. Her deep eyes to the bandits on the land, and the frightened expression on her face fell into his eyes.

She shrunk her neck subconsciously.

Lu Fei was angry when he saw her shrinking like this: "are you a pig? Why can't you wake up? Sleep to death

Le Zhao closed his eyes, and the position of his temple was very painful. Thinking about the strange dream just now, the whole person felt uncomfortable.

Looking at her painful appearance, Lu Fei's eyes were slightly tight, and her upright figure sat up and pressed heavily on the call bell,

the nurse ran in because she knew that there was a special person living in the ward, but even so, she was shocked by the strong air of the man sitting beside the bed.

"What's the matter?" The nurse's legs were a little soft, and her professionalism supported her. She asked, "take your temperature?"

Lu Fei half leans on the head of the bed, one hand embraces the pale woman on the bed, the slightly dim light outlines his quiet and perfect outline, and the cold is pressing.

The nurse took the temperature gun with her and immediately took it out. Because she was a little flustered, she poked it directly into Le Zhao's forehead.

In an instant, as death approached, the nurse almost didn't kneel on the edge of the bed and instinctively jumped out: "sorry."