When Chu Huandong said this, he narrowed his eyes slightly and looked a little evil. His eyes changed color, which was a little scary and a little charming.
Wang Zhangzhu felt that Chu Huandong had become like an old gangster, saying and doing everything. It was too shameless. She swallowed carefully and felt that her lips were dry and she licked her lips unconsciously.
She didn't expect that her conscious action would make Chu Huandong even more crazy. "Bad girl, let me see if you still dare to seduce me...little goblin..." His voice was hoarse and his movements were not gentle. Wherever he goes, he needs to be pushed hard with fierce and domineering power and an unstoppable momentum.
Wang Zhangzhu's whole body had lost all strength and she was lying softly on the sofa. Her fair body was flushed with a light red nose and her breathing was rapid and chaotic. Chu Huandong was arrogant on her body and there was no place where he could kiss or nibble. Guo Guo said vaguely: "Little rascal...baby..."
Under such stimulation, Wang Zhangzhu's body seemed to have a torrent surging into every sensitive nerve, arousing uncontrollable lust.
Wang Zhangzhu clung to Chu Huandong like a drowning person. His hand inserted into Chu Huandong's hair, pulling his short hair intentionally, and her body clung to him even more tightly.
"Zhangzhu, I love you," Chu Huandong's hoarse voice kept calling in her ears, soft and tender to the bone.
Love sounded so harsh at this time that Wang Zhangzhu's body looked up as if it was going to explode, letting Chu Huandong do all the harm to her.
Tired of the entanglement, Wang Zhangzhu fell into a deep sleep.
Maybe it was because of the child's affairs during the day that she thought of her father's tragic death and of the Wang Family Mansion. In her dream, she returned to the Wang Family Mansion.
The Wang family's garden, which is like a small palace, has not changed at all as before. The ground in the entire courtyard is covered with large pieces of marble, and the fragrance of flowers blooms.
I was sitting on the swing, giggling and calling my dad to come. My dad had just come back from get off work. He walked out of the car in a suit and tie and didn't even bother to change, so he came over and "swung" on the swing by himself.
She even dreamed that her mother looked like her mother. She also had a pair of sweet dimples on her cheeks and smiled at her. It was a sweet smell.
She could clearly hear the melodious melody of her mother playing the piano, and the sound of her coughing when she was sick. Her father leaned beside her mother's bed and chatted with her, not wanting to leave for a moment.
As she walked forward, suddenly nothing disappeared except Song Liangyu's ferocious face and the blood on his father's face...
"Ah" Wang Zhangzhu screamed and suddenly woke up, his whole body turned into cold sweat.
For a moment, she didn't know where she was. She just gasped for breath. Her frightened heart couldn't calm down in a short time.
A warm and dry big hand held Wang Zhangzhu's hand firmly and stretched out his arms to hug her into a wide and reliable embrace. He hugged Wang Zhangzhu tightly like a child. His cheek was pressed against Wang Zhangzhu's. Face "Don't be afraid of palm beads, don't be afraid..."
Wang Zhangzhu's heart felt strangely settled. He reached out and hugged Chu Huandong's waist tightly, but because he couldn't stop sobbing, he twitched slightly and choked with sobs.
Chu Huandong gently stroked her back and murmured some comforting words.
Chu Huandong's embrace was very warm and made people feel comfortable. Wang Zhangzhu nestled in his arms and slowly stopped crying. In such a comfortable and stable embrace, she fell asleep again this time. She slept peacefully and was not troubled by nightmares anymore
The next morning, the bright southern sunshine shined through the curtains as usual. Wang Zhangzhu opened his eyes and looked at the beautiful world, but he was no longer as excited as he was when he regained his sight yesterday.
"Zhangzhu, let's get up and have breakfast." As a fresh breath came, Chu Huandong sat next to Wang Zhangzhu and his voice was like a spring breeze. "The sun is very good today. You can go to the garden to fold peach blossoms with Niuniu."
Wang Zhangzhu sat up in a daze and leaned into Chu Huandong's arms. He said with some frustration: "I don't want to get up. I don't want to have breakfast. Anyway, I can see now. You go to the company. I'll go to Mr. Xu by myself later." "Mr.'s side"[
"I will stay with you at home today instead of going to work." Chu Huandong reached out to hug her and rubbed her hair lovingly. "Zhangzhu always has to face what he should face. I don't want you to have nightmares every night." "Tangled"
Wang Zhangzhu closed her eyes. She knew that Chu Huandong understood what she was thinking and was just waiting for him to speak first. She hesitated and gritted her teeth, "Brother Huandong, I want to go back to the Wang family mansion."
"Okay, I'll go back with you." Chu Huandong shook her hand tightly.
Ever since Wang Zhangzhu fled from the Wang family mansion in panic that night, she has never returned to the Wang family mansion. Whether she went back to seek revenge on Song Liangyu, whether Song Liangyu was imprisoned, or whether Song Liangyu died later, she and Su Yanchi lived here. We have all been back to the Wang family mansion.
Until she becomes blind, even if she wants to go back and take a look, it will make sense.
She could go to her father's graveyard to see her father, but even if she had the courage to return to the Wang family mansion, that place held too many happy memories for her, and it also held too many painful memories. The night her father died was like a shadow on the edge, always covering her heart.
During these days, Chu Huandong would not deliberately mention the Wang Family Mansion to her, and she would not ask because she was unwilling and because she did not dare. But even so, she had constant nightmares and dreamed back to the Wang Family Mansion every few nights.
Sometimes I dream that it is still the same as before. In the dream, I have myself, Chu Huandong, Song Liangyu, my father and my mother, and the family lives in harmony and laughs constantly; but most of the time I dream of that tragic night, full of sadness, and I always wake up with tears on my clothes.
It turns out that she has always been thinking about the Wang family mansion.
Now that her eyes were healed, she suddenly made up her mind that she must go back to the Wang family mansion to have a look, otherwise she would think about it every night.
It takes half an hour to drive from where they live now to the Wang family mansion. During the half-hour drive, Wang Zhangzhu sat silently and stared outside the car.
Arriving at the entrance of the Wang Family Mansion again, Wang Zhangzhu had the illusion that time had shifted. The beauty had not changed, the carvings, corridors and jade carvings were still as beautiful and luxurious as before. The Wang Family Mansion was still like a small palace, but its owner was no longer there.
The security guard at the door was still the same old man who Chu Huandong had used before. When he saw Chu Huandong's car driving by, he greeted them enthusiastically and then opened the door for them.