"Let me go, I want to go home, I want to see A Ming." Lan Xingchen angrily tried to shake off Gong Yurui's grasp, but Gong Yurui's arms were as strong as a copper wall and fixed her to the bed unable to move.
"I'm not allowed! That's not your home, this is!" Gong Yurui was stung. When will Lan Xingchen remember that he is her husband? However, Gong Yurui was in pain again. When Lan Xingchen remembered
After everything happened, will she hate him as much as she does now?
"Not here!" Lan Xingchen shook her head. Facing a man who was unfamiliar to her, she couldn't accept it.
"You are very weak now. If you want to see A Ming, you have to wait until the injury is healed!" Lan Xingchen was in pain, and he followed the pain. Gong Yurui chose to retreat. If she insisted on going to see A Ming, she would also
She can only go after the injury on her wrist heals.
"I want to go now. I don't feel at ease if I don't see A Ming." Lan Xingchen suddenly burst into tears. Gong Yurui said that A Ming's life or death was uncertain, and she had to go see A Ming in person to feel at ease.
"Lan Xingchen, don't challenge my limits!" Gong Yurui tried hard to hold back his anger. He had already made a retreat. He couldn't give in over and over again. "I won't let you see me no matter what."
Qing Cang Ming!"
He had finally snatched Lan Xingchen back from Qing Cangming, so how could he let her go back to Qing Cangming again?
With a bang, the door was mercilessly closed again.
Gong Yurui turned around angrily and left the bedroom, wanting to ease the painful emotions at the moment.
As soon as he went downstairs, Gong Yurui picked up the wine on the wine table and drank several large glasses of strong wine to relieve his inner depression. His mood was extremely irritable.
"Second Young Master, why are you here? Why aren't you looking at Miss Lan?" Aunt Zhang came out of the kitchen and saw Gong Yurui drinking alone.
"She doesn't even want to see me, so what am I doing here?" Gong Yurui said, and drank another glass of red wine.
"Second Young Master, you'd better hurry up and guard Miss Lan. Just now... I... I added something to Miss Lan's porridge... I'm afraid that Miss Lan... she will need Second Young Master very much...
…" Seeing Gong Yurui and Lan Xingchen arguing and committing suicide, in order to ease the atmosphere between them, Aunt Zhang took it upon herself to secretly add some seasonings to the porridge Lan Xingchen had just drank, hoping to help them.
The relationship between husband and wife slowly becomes tense.
"Aunt Zhang, what did you add to the porridge?" Gong Yurui immediately put down the wine glass in his hand and asked Aunt Zhang coldly.
"It's...that thing..." Aunt Zhang was slightly embarrassed to say it.
Aunt Zhang felt heartbroken when she saw her second young master being unhappy all day long.
"Damn it!" Gong Yurui cursed in a low voice. No longer caring about blaming Aunt Zhang, he threw down the wine glass and ran upstairs again.
"Lan Xingchen!" As soon as Gong Yurui opened the door of the room, he saw Lan Xingchen shouting hotly.
She shouted, and kept reaching out to pull off the thin pajamas she was wearing. The drugs were rushing through her body, making her feel so uncomfortable.
"Well, it's so hot... I feel so uncomfortable..." I don't know why, not long after Gong Yurui left, Lan Xingchen started to feel hot, sweating all over his body, and his cheeks were even more frighteningly hot!
"Lan Xingchen... wake up, I'll take you to take a shower!" As soon as Gong Yurui came closer, Lan Xingchen, whose consciousness was no longer clear, hugged his arm tightly and rubbed her hot cheek. Lan Xingchen only said
Knowing that Gong Yurui's arms are so cool can alleviate the uncomfortable heat on her body.
"Well...it feels so uncomfortable. I don't want to go..." As soon as he opened his arms, Lan Xingchen covered him again. This time, Lan Xingchen held his arms with both hands and refused to let him leave. Gong Yurui was helpless,
When she caught a glimpse of Lan Xingchen's cut wrist, she paused for a moment. The doctor said that her wrist must not touch water these days. Thinking of this, Gong Yurui hesitated for a while. However, at this moment, a figure immediately came up to her.
, kept scurrying around in his arms, and kept murmuring: "I feel so uncomfortable... help me..."
Lan Xingchen's warm lips kissed him randomly in his arms through the fabric of his clothes. Gong Yurui, who had been forcing himself to restrain himself, could no longer stand Lan Xingchen's unconscious passion. He was not Liu Xiahui, and his beloved woman was in his arms.
He cannot be a true gentleman!
Gong Yurui's fisted hands gradually spread out, and his breathing became more and more erratic. He hooked his arms upwards, wrapped them around Lan Xingchen's waist, lifted her up and threw her onto the bed. Then, a tall body pressed down on her.
body...
A shadow pressed down, occupying all her sight, and then attacked her lips, swallowing her roughly.
"Meet..." Lan Xingchen subconsciously wanted to resist, pushing Gong Yurui's thick shoulders with both hands, but she couldn't push him with his boulder-like figure. Gong Yurui sucked Lan Xingchen's red lips.
, not letting her have any room to dodge, closely following her back bending movements, "Xingchen, I'm here to help you now."
As soon as he touched her, his body began to heat up; when he kissed her tender lips, the faint and unique body fragrance made him want to eat her whole body, tongues of fire entangled fiercely, and his teeth bit the clove.
Use your uvula to bring it into his mouth.
His kiss had been so fierce that it almost blocked her breathing. She was afraid that she would be swallowed up by him. She unconsciously grabbed Gong Yurui's shoulders with both hands as if to invite her...
He opened up Lan Xingchen's loose pajamas that had been torn apart by himself, found her two sensitive red berries with his lips, opened them and sucked them, and swirled the tip of his tongue as much as he wanted... A numbness like an electric current came from the top of the mountain, Lan
Stardust's little mouth couldn't help but let out a comfortable moan.
The indescribable strange feeling made her want to relax and immerse herself in the atmosphere like wandering in a garden. As if she had found a way to relieve the heat, Lan Xingchen couldn't help but hold Gong Yurui's head with her hands, and inserted her slender fingertips into her.
His hair, hoping to get rid of the unbearable feeling on his body as soon as possible.
Gong Yurui pursed his lips and chuckled, his smile a little evil. He knew that Lan Xingchen's body was in urgent need of him to relieve the heat, but he didn't want to end the beauty of the moment so quickly. He deliberately slowed down his actions and teased her to his heart's content.
Lan Xingchen was tortured so much that she wanted to cry, her body involuntarily catered to his movements. She wanted him to further ignite the spark into a prairie fire, burning her body, so that she could end this torment as soon as possible.
The fire of torture; but Gong Yurui just wanted to see her anxious, to see her lying unconscious in his arms, beating and beating her, while he kept comforting her, but never let her go.
It wasn't until Lan Xingchen cried loudly and felt uncomfortable in his arms that Gong Yurui let her cover his waist and sink into her body. At this time, his endurance reached the extreme, and his body was even more intolerable than hers.
God knows how much pain he endured in order to delay the quiet time with her!