Mr. Lu, how about divorce today?

Once again, he was thrown on the big bed.

The deep dark eyes looked directly at her, as if to look into her heart.

Le Zhao's heart gives birth to some palpitations. He is a clean man, but he has to break the habit of bone marrow for her again and again.

In other people there can not be defied indestructible habits, to her here seems to have been constantly broken.

Le Zhao subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes.

She and he already have children, this possessive strong to paranoid man this life will pester her.

She has no strength to fight.

If she had a choice, she didn't want to fight him.

Don't know why, cover the eyes, but can't stop the hot tears, along the fingers dye wet cheek.

"Don't touch me."

Le Zhao realized that she was crying. She dragged her crying cavity and complained of grievance. Her other hand also covered her eyes.

She didn't want to cry, but she couldn't help it.

"I've heard a lot of people say I'm casual and dirty. But I don't care at all.

Only you, only you can't say that to me. Even if people all over the world scold me, you can't scold me. "

Because it doesn't matter who scolds her.

Only his words can easily penetrate, pierce and crush her armor.

Only he, he was in her heart, she opened her softest place to him without reservation.

She's not the one who used to be able to walk.

She was born in the hometown where she was born and bred, and which she hated so much.

She fell in love with this man.

However, he was domineering and strong, just like the scorching sun, illuminating her and burning her like fire.

His low voice is hoarse, "Zhaozhao, when I kiss you, I only feel sweet, very sweet."

Le Zhao's body is slightly stiff, but sweet love words make people more bitter, and the aggrieved emotion is like breaking through the emotional dam, which can't be accepted. She couldn't help crying.

Looking at the woman who was just crying quietly, bandit Lu burst out crying. His heart was run over by the chaos of war. He was so clumsy that he picked Le Zhao up and coaxed her with a soft voice.

"You just like my body, you only like my body!"

Le Zhao raised his hand and angrily hit him on the chest. His face was full of tears. He smashed his pink fist on Lu Fei's chest for a moment.

Look, he didn't respond, and then again.

"You don't even know what love is."

Le Zhao sniffed, big drops of tears rolling down, "why do you want me to love you? Why do you ask me that? For what? unfair. It's not fair at all. "

Every time he said a word, Le Zhao raised his hand and smashed it until he was held by Lu Fei's slender wrist.

"No pain?"

Lu noticed that her hands were red.

He's OK. This woman hurt her hand.

His heart aches.

Le Zhao earned a while, did not break free, bite the lip, watery eyes unwilling to stare at him.

She felt very fierce, but Lu didn't think so.

Little woman crying red nose, red eyes, thick curly eyelashes also decorated with crystal tears, full ten like a little poor.

"No biting."

Fingers rubbed the rosy lips, eyes soft and deep, rising hot.

"In this world, the people who can make me give in It's just you. "

Bandit Lu hugged her tightly, let her lie on his chest, put her into bed like coaxing little milk candy to sleep, and kiss the tears on her face. Some slight flattery was hidden in his tough and awkward voice, "Zhao Zhao, no matter when you are in front of me, I can't be indifferent to you."

Le Zhao slowly opens her eyes, and looks at Lu bandit.

Lu Fei, who had a strong vision, was kissing her on the lips. This time, Yue Zhao didn't hide. He lifted his lips sincerely and said, "I only do this to you."

"What about you to my sister?"

Le Zhao asked in a thick nasal voice.

Lu bandit's brow is slightly wrinkled, and she doesn't understand what Le Zhao mentioned about her sister at this time. Le Zhao clearly sees his deep eyes flash across a touch of complexity. She is slightly depressed in her heart, and her cheek is ready to leave. The next second, Lu bandit's mouth is solemn.

"She's gone."

Yue Zhao blinked, her eyelashes flickered, "what do you mean?"

"I can do without her, but I can't do without you."

The bandit Lu pecked her beautiful lips, lovingly and lingering, weaving a dense net with his eyes to entangle the soul of Le Zhao.

Yue Zhao's eyelashes drooped and her eyes narrowed. Lu Fei didn't know what she was thinking.

"You don't like me?"

Lu Fei asked a little childish question. After listening carefully, he could still hear a depressing feeling, "hmm? What don't you like? "Le Zhao's heart is filled with silence and shyness, while the sweet feeling slowly fills the whole heart.

She took the initiative to raise her chin, imprint his lips, and learn from his previous actions.

Kisses, dark and joyful.

His high nose against her, according to the music in his sweet breath, shy mouth, "I like it very much."

Like him, like his overbearing strong gentle delicate, she enjoys every time.

"Brother bandit." She put her hand on his chest and pressed his excitement. Originally, she wanted to clarify the misunderstanding, but I can't say the rest.

In bed, this sentence is a hormone detonator.

Like a vine growing on a tree, it is so soft that it clings to a big tree relying on its own vitality and quietly produces beautiful flowers.

Le Zhao didn't get up until noon the next day

At the thought of this, Le Zhao was so shy that she could not help curling up her toes and wanted to roll in the quilt.

I almost forgot that there is another important thing today.

Fu Cheng, the handsome half breed boy who made Teddy jealous, made an appointment to meet her today, saying that he would take her to see his father.

There is a text message from a strange number in the mobile phone: sorry, the plan has changed, please wait patiently.

At the same time, there was a picture of Le Zhao when she was a child. She was three years old and was held in her arms by a handsome man. Her small head buried in the man's neck, small face shy, laughing very happy.

There is a very magical feeling surging in the chest.

She didn't have the impression of her father, but at this time she felt very strongly that this person was her father.

If this person is Dad, why doesn't he come to her directly, but let Fucheng come?

Dad got married abroad? Is it because of this that mom is sad to tell her dad is dead?

Fucheng is as hypnotic as she is.

It seems that this special ability comes from dad.

Because sister Lexin doesn't know this.

Le Zhao was lying in bed, thinking wildly, only feeling more and more curious. If you ask the bandit Lu, you should know everything.

But at the thought of his jealous appearance, ha ha Let's forget it. If Fu Cheng is really Le Zhao's brother, bandit Lu will not be soft hearted. He is really unreasonable when he is jealous.

Le Zhao sent a message to Zheng Yuanshan, "do you know a man named Fucheng? A handsome man of mixed blood