Their Honey Love

Delete all the records, left Yi Chen just safely turned off the computer, directly took the change of clothes, went into the bathroom.

When she saw Lu Zixuan in the bathroom with a charming smile on her face, she was completely stunned. It took her a long time to react.

"Ah... You... Why are you here?"

Zuo Yichen never dreamed that he rushed into the bathroom and saw a piece of naked Lu Zixuan.

Shouldn't he be in the study? He won't... Won't see the picture of his email just now?

Zuo Yichen was a little uneasy. In her beautiful eyes, she was afraid that Lu Zixuan would see everything.

Lu Zixuan's dark eyes are completely locked on Zuo Yichen's body, and the corners of his mouth evoke a charming smile.

With his approach, Zuo Yichen obviously felt his heart beat faster.

When she saw Lu Zixuan's naked chest, her little face was immediately stained with a layer of pale color.

The shame on Zuo Yichen's small face makes Lu Zixuan's handsome face rise with an evil smile. He deliberately takes a step to the left Yichen.

"Pa..." the sound of the door closing made Zuo Yichen jump.

She quickly turned to open the door to leave, but

"Lu Zixuan, you locked the door. Are you... Is that too much? Open the door quickly Unable to open the door of the left Yichen, anxious to land Zixuan shouts.

Lu Zixuan walks directly in front of Zuo Yichen and holds her hands on the door, trapping her completely between herself and the door.

"Mrs. Lu, you came to the door on your own initiative. How can I live up to Mrs. Lu's good intentions as a husband?" Lu Zixuan's peach blossom eyes, which are as bright as stars, are full of enchanting light.

"I... I thought you weren't here. I... I just came in." Zuo Yichen said anxiously, her heart pounding, the more and more strong masculine breath lingering in her nose, made her at a loss.

Lu Zixuan's big hand fell on Zuo Yichen's cheek.

The atmosphere of ambiguity is more and more strong, and they are closely shrouded in it.

"Why do you and 'she' imagine so much?"

Lu Zixuan with a trace of hoarse voice, rang in Zuo Yichen's ear.

She? Imagine with her? Is this the reason why Lu Zixuan keeps himself around?

The fire of enthusiasm, just like a basin of cold water, mercilessly extinguished, left Yi Chen directly pushed Lu Zixuan away.

"Lu Dashao, I'm not interested in being a stand in for anyone."

Left Yi Chen cold eyes look directly at Lu Zixuan, originally full of charming star eyes, at this time there is no trace of temperature.

Lu Zixuan's sword eyebrows are tightly wrinkled, and his big hand is directly buckled on Zuo Yichen's waist.

"You should be glad that you are qualified to be a double." Cold voice without a trace of temperature, just like March 9 weather in December, mercilessly pierced Zuo Yichen's ear.

Double?

Hearing these two words, Zuo Yichen smiles instead of anger.

"I'll let you know now that I'll never be her double."

Finish saying this words left Yi morning, directly untied the clothes on the body, stand in front of Lu Zixuan.

"Will your" she "do such a thing?"

Left Yi morning Feng eye tiny pick, twinkle enchanting charm.

"Zuo Yichen..." Lu Zixuan clenched his teeth, clearly with a similar look to "she", but now what "she" will never do.

Mingming knows that Zuo Yichen is intentional, but Lu Zixuan finds that her self-control, which she is always proud of, is slowly out of control under her deliberate provocation.

Lu Zixuan's more and more heavy breathing makes Zuo Yichen's lips have a touch of bitterness.

His palpitation is not because of himself, but because of her.

Left Yi Chen slender small hand, light arrive at the chest of Lu Zixuan.

"She and I are not the same people. Lu Zixuan, it's your most wrong decision to let me be her stand in." Zuo Yichen's sweet voice, with a blazing breath, sprayed on Lu Zixuan's ears.

Eye with an intoxicating smile, but in this smile, there is her pain.

"Enough." Lu Zixuan suddenly roared and pushed Zuo Yichen away. There was no trace of affection or tenderness. It was as cold as ice for a thousand years.

Without any preparation, Zuo Yichen fell to the ground directly, and the edge of the bathtub hit her waist. A deep pain made her almost faint.

"You can't compare yourself with her. Don't compare yourself with her. You'll only insult yourself. You don't even deserve to carry her shoes." With these words, Lu Zixuan walked out of the bathroom without any nostalgia.

Looking at the back of Lu Zixuan's leaving, Zuo Yichen's tears are pouring out uncontrollably.

Lu Zixuan went directly to the study and took out a picture from the drawer.

Looking at the smiling woman in the photo, he finally showed a doting smile on his expressionless face.

With great effort, Zuo Yichen finally stood up. Through the mirror, she clearly saw the bruise on her waist.

Zuo Yichen sighed helplessly.

After soaking in hot water for a long time, the pain in the waist slowly disappeared, but the large bruise never faded.

In the evening, Lu Zixuan didn't return to her room. That night, Zuo Yichen lost sleep again. She stood by the window until she felt cold. Zuo Yichen realized that she didn't close the window.

After a hot bath, Zuo Yichen directly lay on the bed.

Because it was Lu Ziming's first breakfast when he returned to China, all the members must attend at the request of the old man.

Lu Ziming's face has been rippling with a proud smile since he was valued by the old man.

"Zixuan, where's Zuo Yichen?" I haven't seen Zuo Yichen all the time. The old man's face is very ugly. There is a layer of angry flame pouring into the black pupil.

"Don't go and call the young granny." Seeing the old man's ugly face, Yifang quickly orders the servants around him.

Zhou Mei seized the opportunity and immediately showed a mocking smile.

"Sister-in-law, your daughter-in-law really doesn't know manners. Now she doesn't even listen to the orders of the old man. It seems that one day, she will climb on your mother-in-law's head."

Zhou Mei's sharp and mean words make Yi Fang frown, adding a bit of disgust to Zuo Yi Chen.

"Auntie, you'd better care about your own son. After all, if a man is inhumane, will there be a woman?" Lu Zixuan slightly pursed his thin lips, and his eagle eyes, like Obsidian Stone, fell on Lu Ziming with deep meaning.

The words "inhumanity" made Zhou Mei stand up in a moment of anger.

"Lu Zixuan, if you dare to humiliate my son, I will... Never let you have a good time." Zhou Mei yells at Lu Zixuan.