When she saw Lan Lingzhou's eyes falling on the bruises she had bitten by He Mingjue last night, her heart ached, and she could only continue, "I know that my fiancée is like this to other men. No man is like this."
I will accept it. Lingzhou, I’m sorry, we can terminate the engagement!”
Breaking off the engagement means that she has lost a haven that she can rely on. She can no longer pretend that she is in love with any man. She may continue to live that kind of wandering life, and she doesn’t know where she will drift in the future.
. She once thought that Lan Lingzhou's identity as a man could bring her a lot of security. But now, when she became Lan Lingzhou's fiancée, she found that his love for men was just an excuse to be with her.
Facing her current relationship, she suddenly became at a loss.
Lan Lingzhou looked into Wen Xihe's eyes and felt his chest tightening uncomfortably.
He moved his eyes away from the purple hickey on Wen Xihe's neck, frowned, and pressed Wen Xihe's shoulders with both hands.
"Xiaohe, did you do it voluntarily?" Did you voluntarily lie under that man, let him possess her, and let him hurt again and again? Wen Xihe opened her mouth. She wanted to deny it, wanted to say that she was not
It wasn't voluntary. It was just that when the words came to her lips, even she didn't believe them.
If she was voluntary, why did she feel more and more painful every time she fell out of a wanton sex with He Mingjue? If she was not voluntary, then the one lying under He Mingjue moaned unbearably
Who is it, who even bends her body to cater to her whenever she feels emotional?
The images of herself and He Mingjue being entangled over and over again flashed before her eyes, and she felt as if her heart was covered by a dense black cloth, making her breathless. She couldn't breathe over and over again.
He shook his head helplessly and tried to hold his head in his hands to stop himself from thinking more.
"I don't want to do that, I don't want to, I really don't want to..." She didn't know why when she met He Mingjue, her body didn't obey her orders at all. Her heart was clearly shouting to leave, but her body couldn't.
Catering over and over again.
She hates herself like this, and hates herself even more.
A pair of hands almost forcefully grabbed her as she shook her head in pain. Lan Lingzhou's big hand went around the back of her head and pressed her hard against his chest. The familiar body temperature slowly cooled her down.
He was surrounded by grass, just like the unchanging tenderness of Lan Lingzhou in his memory.
"I will not cancel the engagement unless you feel that I am binding you and making you unhappy. Apart from the first time, as long as you still need me, I will not leave you. As long as... this is what you want
Yes!" When the words came to his lips, Lan Lingzhou hesitated. In fact, what he wanted to say was: "As long as you don't leave my side!"
No matter how strong a person is without any weaknesses, he still has a weakness in his heart. If He Mingjue is Wen Xihe's weakness, then Wen Xihe is Lan Lingzhou's. Lan Lingzhou's fear of losing Wen Xihe is not at all
No less than He Mingjue. But in Wen Xihe's life, Lan Lingzhou always came too late.
Wen Xihe's tears fell again, and she stretched out her arms to hug He Mingjue. At that moment, the warmth gathered from the emotion carefully surrounded her, temporarily driving away the haze in her heart.
She thought that she would never be able to go back to He Mingjue. She thought that she would always have to accept a new relationship because of someone who loved her, and try to fall in love with someone who was not He Mingjue again.
people.
She should be able to...
"Lingzhou..." Wen Xihe raised his head, trying to slowly firm up his thoughts in his heart, and finally raised his head, "Thank you for your tolerance. Give me some time, okay? I can definitely forget it."
Let me get over it and fall in love with you again. Okay?" She said softly, her voice almost filled with sadness, but her eyes were bright and firm.
Lan Lingzhou's heart became extremely soft in an instant.
The woman said she would try to fall in love with him...
"Xiaohe..." Almost unable to control his emotions and impulses, Lan Lingzhou suddenly put his arms in his arms and held the petite Wen Xihe tightly in his arms. The man was almost eager
, lowered his head to look for the half-opened red lips, and kissed her with infinite warmth, probing, tossing and turning, with the slightest tenderness.
Wen Xi's body stiffened, but she did not refuse. She closed her eyes, and although she did not respond, she allowed Lan Lingzhou to kiss her more deeply.
The soft feeling on the lips was like gummy candy with infinite fragrance. The more Lan Lingzhou tasted it, the more he couldn't stop. The soft jade in his arms was gentle and obedient, without any hint of resistance, and it was even more silently stimulating.
Lan Lingzhou's nerves. His hands slowly moved to Wen Xihe's back, pressing her whole body into his arms.
The originally tender kiss slowly became tinged with the smell of sex.
"Lingzhou..."
Wen Xihe suddenly panicked. She did not expect that just a simple kiss would develop into a situation that she could not control before her eyes.
"Don't reject me, I will make you forget him..." Lan Lingzhou leaned next to Wen Xihe's ear, leaned over and pressed her on the sofa, kissed her full of lust, and pressed her again
Come down.
"Don't...um..."
All Wen Xihe's words were swallowed up by Lan Lingzhou's kiss. She turned pale with fright and pushed Lan Lingzhou's chest with both hands.
A complex emotion flashed in the man's eyes, and then quickly disappeared.
Originally, his sex had a strong sense of temptation...
The man on top of him stopped, and at this time, there was a knock on the door.
Lan Lingzhou lowered his head and pressed a kiss on Wen Xihe's forehead, then stood up and opened the door. As soon as Wen Xihe saw him leaving, he jumped off the sofa like a frightened rabbit and hurriedly packed up.
Slightly messy clothes.
The door opened, and the three people froze on the spot at the same time.
No one expected that He Mingjue would come to the door at this moment. Wen Xihe looked at He Mingjue outside the door with a pale face and forgot what he was doing.
"President He!"
Two equally tall men were outside one door and one was inside. The one on the outside wanted to come in, but the one on the inside refused to give in at all.
He Mingjue's eyes, filled with fire and ice, fell directly on Wen Xihe's messy clothes. His eyes silently swept up a feeling that made Wen Xihe's hair stand on end. Sure enough, before he could open his mouth, He Mingjue was cold.
The cold ridicule came.
"I'm really impatient. I just got out of my bed and I can't wait!"
Those words were like a slap with a blade, striking hard at Wen Xihe's face. All the blood drained from her face, and she couldn't even stand, staggering and almost falling down.
The two men ran in front of her almost at the same time and stopped her from falling down.