"Brother, don't go." Qiu Bailu whispered in his ear like a whisper.
The tight string split in an instant, and desire, like a wild beast escaping from the cage, swallowed up all reason in an instant.
Huo Dongheng responded, and then pressed Qiu Bailu under him again.
Her tongue was as soft and flexible as a small fish, entangled and playing with him in his mouth. Her breath was filled with her sweet and sweet taste, which was also mixed with the intoxicating fragrance of Long Island ice tea.
Huo Dongheng's big hands roamed Qiu Bai's bare back. Her bones were slender, and her body was like the finest white porcelain, moist and moving. Although she was thin, she was still bumpy, and the areas that should be full were not reduced at all.
, that plump and soft feel makes people almost tremble all over.
Huo Dongheng's movements began to become hurried, and his hands swept over every inch of her body, leaving a light drop there. Just when he wanted to break through her last defense, Qiu Bailu suddenly and decisively held it down.
his hand.
Huo Dongheng suddenly sobered up a lot, but he still kept his luck and looked at her.
Qiu Bailu's pupils were light amber, like a glass of fine wine, clear and intoxicating. When she looked at him, her eyes were as focused as before. Huo Dongheng saw himself in her eyes, and he wanted to ask her, who is he at this moment?
What kind of role does it play in her mind?
"Brother, I had a dream. I dreamed that my father was dead and you didn't like me anymore. You were with your aunt and others and kicked me out of the company. You said you had never loved me.
Me, you are with me just because of hatred, just because you want to use me...Brother, this is really a terrible dream."
As she spoke, tears fell from the corners of her eyes. When she said these words, she knew that this was not a dream. If this was a dream, then the reality would be a hundred times crueler than this.
"Brother, why do you do this to me? What did I do wrong?"
She asked in a low voice, curled up and suddenly cried.
She cried like a wounded animal. Her body trembled and she covered her face with her hands, but tears welled up from between her fingers.
She had carried such a heavy burden alone for so long. If it weren't for the power of alcohol, she would have continued to carry it. She didn't dare to cry, for fear that Huo Dongheng would laugh at her if she cried. She no longer experienced it.
She couldn't bear the slightest blow from him. She had loved him for so long that she couldn't hate him anymore, but the things he did to her made it impossible for her to love him anymore.
She couldn't love or hate. She didn't know how she was surviving these days.
Huo Dongheng felt a burst of unspeakable sadness, and all his desires had disappeared. He could not comfort her, couldn't tell her that this was just a dream of hers, and now that she woke up, everything was fine. He couldn't even lie.
He forced himself to believe that he had no regrets. Everything he did had a cause and effect. He only took away the Qiu family's property and let the Qiu family receive the punishment they deserve. He had done nothing wrong.
But……
"Dad is so good to you, I am so good to you, why...why...brother...I didn't mean to forget Xiaoxi, and I can't help it...I didn't mean it...I feel so hurt...brother, okay
It hurts..." She cried uncontrollably. She had never cried so happily since Qiu Chengjia's death, and the alcohol gave her the courage to cry.
Her tears fell uncontrollably, and she couldn't wipe them dry or wipe them all away. Each teardrop fell on the palm of Huo Dongheng's hand, which was so hot that he could only endure the pain by clenching his palm with all his strength.
resistance.
"Xiao Lu, don't cry, be good, this is not your fault... this is just a dream..." Huo Dongheng hugged her tightly distressedly, he coaxed her without any rules, and was completely without his usual calmness. Now he only has
One wish is not to make her cry again.
"You lied to me. You are still lying to me now. This was not a dream at all, and it was not my fault. It was all because of you. It was all because of you that I lost my child. When my father left,
You haven't forgiven me, it's all because of you, you liar! I hate you!!!" Qiu Bailu suddenly began to struggle, her strength was so strong that Huo Dongheng couldn't hold her.
Regardless of love or hate, it is a double-edged sword. If you hurt others, you cannot escape unscathed.
She desperately tried to break away from his arms, but Huo Dongheng did not dare to let go. He was afraid that Qiu Bailu would do something irrational in her anger. He had never been so frightened in his heart. It turned out that he would be so afraid.
Qiu Bailu tried her best but couldn't break free. She felt resentful in her heart. Seeing Huo Dongheng so close to her, she opened her mouth and bit his shoulder hard.
She just wanted to make him feel the same pain as herself, and let him taste the sin she had suffered. Although she knew this was impossible, she was not willing to let him go like this.
The taste of blood filled his mouth bit by bit, and it was so sweet that it made people sick, but Qiu Bailu refused to let go. She was like an angry little wolf, biting her enemy. Huo Dongheng's muscles all over his body were tense,
But he remained motionless until Qiu Bai exhausted all her strength and collapsed in his arms.
She was still crying, but silently and no longer. Huo Dongheng touched her face with his hand, and his hand was cold.
"Have you bitten enough? If not, you can continue after you have gathered enough strength." Huo Dongheng's voice was surprisingly gentle, and his palms fell on Qiu Bailu's eyes, "Don't worry, I won't run away, you can first
Take a nap, and when you wake up, you can calculate the general ledger again."
Qiu Bailu thought that after experiencing so many things, she would never sleep with this man again, but she was wrong. Amidst Huo Dongheng's monotonous comforting voice, she closed her eyes, and darkness immediately swallowed her up.
Huo Dongheng sat next to her, watching her sleeping, with tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes. He leaned down, kissed the tears from her eyes, stroked her long hair, and called her name over and over again in her ears.
.
"Xiao Lu...Xiao Lu...my Xiao Lu..."
*When Qiu Bailu woke up again, the sky was bright. The pointer hanging on the wall pointed to the Roman numeral six.
She had been put on cotton pajamas, and her feet were also wearing thick cotton socks. Qiu Bailu got up from the bed, hugging the quilt, her eyes dull.
The hangover gave her a splitting headache. She tried hard to recall what happened last night, but she could only recall some vague shadows.
She drank something strange in her wine, and then a man asked her to remember him and what was his name...
Qiu Bailu shook her head, her mind was still in chaos, and she decided not to embarrass herself anymore.
There was a bowl of porridge on the small table beside the bed. Qiu Bailu picked up the porridge bowl and found that the millet bowl inside was still warm. She raised the bowl to her mouth and her movements suddenly froze.
She realized that something was not right. She was in the Qiu family villa. Why was she here? She was drunk in front of a strange man. It was a very lucky thing that she was not dragged away to take advantage of her.
Why would you return to the Qiu family's old house?
Qiu Bailu was suspicious. She thought of a possibility, but immediately dismissed it.
How could he be so kind as to bring her back from the drinking party? Even if it was really him, how could he let go of the fat meat that was brought to his mouth.
The clothes on her body were warm and dry, and there was nothing wrong with her body. Apart from a severe headache, she felt no discomfort at all. Qiu Bailu was not a little girl. She knew that she slept well last night and was not disturbed in any way.
With doubts in her heart, Qiu Bailu put down the bowl and sat up from the bed.
When Qiu Bailu went downstairs, she saw the old maid at home. The old maid smiled kindly at her and said, "Good morning, miss. My uncle is having breakfast. I will help you prepare the tableware."
The restaurant is on the first floor of the villa. When you open the window, you can see the rose garden, opposite Qiu Bailu's designer.
Huo Dongheng had finished his breakfast and was sitting in a sunny place by the window reading the day's Economic Times. When Qiu Bailu walked into the restaurant, he heard the voice without even raising his head, "I asked Aunt Zhou to steam the snacks you like to eat."
Long Bao, you have a taste."
His attitude was calm and his words came naturally, as if they were still newly married and their relationship was in its prime.
Qiu Bailu hesitated for a moment and sat at the table.
If she learned anything during her marriage, it was that no matter what grudges she had, there was no need to vent her anger on her own body. She could not do things that would make her loved ones angry and her enemies happy.
Aunt Zhou's cooking skills are still the same as before. The steamed buns are made with thin skin and large fillings. When you bite into them, a mouthful of fragrant juice will overflow.
When Qiu Bailu was eating, Huo Dongheng didn't talk to her, and the two of them were doing their own thing silently.
After Qiu Bailu finished finishing the basket of steamed buns, Huo Dongheng raised his head and said, "Have you eaten yet?"
Qiu Bailu looked at him warily, "What are you doing?"
Huo Dongheng smiled slightly, but it was ugly, "There are some things I want to tell you. Let's find a quiet place."
"No, it's right here. If you have anything to say, just say it." She won't forget what happened last time when they were alone. She would be crazy to go to a quiet place with him!
Seeing Qiu Bailu being so guarded against him, Huo Dongheng laughed to himself and said, "You treat me like a scourge to guard against? If I really want to do something, can you guard against me?"
"At least here, okay." Qiu Bailu replied calmly. There were people coming and going here, and these people were all old servants of the Qiu family. If Huo Dongheng dared to go crazy again, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to spare her.
"Childish." Huo Dongheng disagreed.
"Are you going to tell me? If you don't tell me, I'll leave." Qiu Bailu was not interested in spending any more time with him.
Huo Dongheng felt a little at peace when he saw her slightly angry eyebrows. He was afraid that she had forgotten about her crying last night. He never wanted to experience her looking so sad again.