Wrong marriage to a double-faced husband

It was biting and sucking, so rough that Wanning's tears overflowed.

The more she hides, the more she entangles, the more she retreats, the more he moves forward... Wanning can't struggle. Lu Jingshen's Nightgown has already spread, revealing the violent scenery inside.

Late rather struggled countless times, the pain hit the volume, gritting his teeth, there was no way, and slapped him somewhere in the landing depth of field.

Hiss

The dull pain hissed, and Wanning quickly covered his painful red lips and retreated. Lu Jingshen looked at Wanning coldly and arranged his nightgown, but the anger in the bottom of his eyes was getting stronger and stronger.

Wanning.

It seems to annoy him!

Bend over.

Lu Jingshen pinched up the sofa more than two meters. When the veins on the back of his hand burst, his arms waved fiercely and banged out.

"Lu Jingshen, you're crazy!"

Night Ning didn't even understand why his sudden anger was for. He seemed to be really crazy. He was not as cold as Lu Jingshen. He threw everything he could fall and everything he could hit.

Wanning kept dodging and avoiding.

Ten minutes later.

There was nothing to fall in the bedroom. Lu Jingshen stood in the middle of the bedroom with his high body, slightly raised his handsome face and closed his eyes.

Night Ning looked at him coldly and always felt that Lu Jingshen seemed to be different.

a little while.

Lu Jingshen took out his mobile phone and sent a message out.

next.

Lu Jingshen became silent, no longer talking, but sat on the sofa.

He is tall and slender. Even if he sits, he is like an emperor, domineering and cold.

There was a kind of heart piercing pain in his limbs and bones, but he couldn't tell whether it was in his body or in his heart

There was a sudden silence in the bedroom.

The wind blew in from the window and rolled the gauze curtain. Wanning looked coldly at Lu Jingshen's silhouette and suddenly turned to look out of the window

Hate is really hate, but deep in the heart, the pain is still there.

Lan Jing hurried over with the medicine box, opened the door, stepped over, and shrank back in fear.

He was stunned by the mess in front of him!

In here.

Did you just have a big fight?

They are all hurt and in the mood to fight!

Aunt Yun came in with Mei Lanju, quietly and quickly cleaned up the house, changed the sheets and quilt covers again, took a batch of decorations again, and restored the house to its original state in half an hour.

Lan Jing has been cleaning the wound on Lu Jingshen's back. When he knows that Wanning gave Lu Jingshen Salt water, the whole person trembled.

Raise a handsome face and look at Wanning in shock.

It took more than an hour to wash Lu Jingshen's wound bit by bit. Looking at the original less serious wound, now the blood is red. Lan Jing found that her hands were shaking.

This is really hate!

I really hate it!

For more than an hour, Lu Jingshen was like a sculpture. He sat on the sofa without pain or movement, allowing Lan Jing to toss.

Wanning sat on the bed and looked at the scene coldly, with his long fingers clutching the quilt.

She had to admire Lu Jingshen. This kind of endurance is really not what ordinary people can do. It's cruel and strong enough!

"Lan Jing..."

Wanning's soft voice sounded and filled the whole spirit. Lan Jing, who was sweating in front of his forehead, was startled.

Wanning's white lips opened gently. As soon as he was about to speak, he saw Lu Jingshen standing up with a deep face. For a moment, Wanning seemed to see Lu Jingshen stagger, but not out of date.

Lu Jingshen lowered his eyes to tidy up his bathrobe, then turned and walked towards the door

This vigorous pace makes Wanning feel that he should have been dazzled just now!

And the door.

Aunt Yun stopped, pale, but said softly.

"Young master, the old man has ordered you to sleep here tonight. Tomorrow morning, we will send the ironed clothes."

Lu Jingshen's slender body paused slightly, and his body was stained with a lot of hostility. Wanning was worried that he would be difficult to Aunt Yun, so he pointed to the sofa.

"Welcome to the sofa!"

"Why!"

Lu Jingshen's cold voice didn't have any temperature.

"Xia Wanning, you sleep on the sofa and I sleep in the bed."

Lan Jing and aunt Yun looked at each other, then cleaned up respectively, took everyone and quickly left the bedroom, and closed the bedroom door for them.

Wanning quickly climbed to the middle of the bed and rolled up the quilt.

"Sorry, this is my bed. This villa is mine, Mr. Lu. I remember that you disdain to sleep with me, so I wronged you."

Lu Jingshen walked slowly step by step to the bed with long legs. Cold eyes looked at Wanning and looked into the hurt meaning in the bottom of her eyes. Her originally pale face suddenly became more white

"What if I have to go to bed?"

Late rather look up, two people four eyes relative, but surging.

Wanning picked up a blanket, rolled it bit by bit, turned it into a straight line and put it in the center of the bed.

"The road is facing the sky. Go one side. Which side are you going to go?"

Finish.

Wanning didn't give Lu Jingshen a choice at all. He chose the right and lay down quickly.

Anyway, the 38th line has been drawn. As long as the well water doesn't invade the river, we can sleep together.

Everyone is an adult, and there is a marriage certificate here. Sleep. What's the matter?

Lu Jingshen, with a cold and calm face, walked to the left and lay down slowly.

But.

He has a wound on his back. Even if he sleeps, he can only lie on his side.

Wanning closed his eyes, slept for a while, opened his eyes again and turned his head.

"Lu, can you sleep with your back to me?"

"You carry it!"

Lu Jingshen frowned, said coldly, and then closed his eyes... Wan Ning stared at him and waited for a while. Lu Jingshen didn't turn his back. Wan Ning snorted coldly, turned his back to Lu Jingshen

……

early morning.

When Wanning opened his eyes, the window had lit up.

There was no Lu Jingshen around. Wanning breathed a sigh of relief and sat up slowly.

Aunt Yun came in to wait on Wanning. When she got up and washed, aunt Yun opened her lips slightly and didn't speak.

"Say what you want, aunt Yun."

Wanning went out of the bathroom and went to the cloakroom. She picked up her clothes and whispered. Aunt Yun came over.

"Madam, maybe I'm talkative. Don't blame me."

Wanning nodded and would come to make up for her later. The image designer nuoxin would not come for another hour and a half. Dress more comfortable first.

"Madam, last night, when you quarreled with your husband... I came up... When I came up, I seemed to see bamboo standing at the door..."

"What?"

Later Ning Meng was stunned and turned to look at Aunt Yun. Aunt Yun's face was not very good-looking, and she frowned at her memories.

"I really saw a figure, and I brought three meilanju in at that time, but there was no bamboo, right?"