"Tide, Ah Ting's eyes have recovered. It's time for you and Ah Ting to consummate your marriage. Go find Ah Ting tonight!"
While eating dinner, Jiang Chaoxi's mother-in-law Zhou Shulan suddenly spoke.
Jiang Chaoxi's heart tightened and he responded weakly: "Okay."
She has been married to Lu Yanting for three years and has taken care of Lu Yanting's daily life for three years.
After his eyesight recovered, he moved out and lived alone.
Jiang Chaoxi found Lu Yanting's house outside based on the address provided by her mother-in-law.
It is a single-family villa located on the riverside.
She entered the password to enter the villa.
The huge villa was filled with a strong smell of alcohol.
Jiang Chaoxi found Lu Yanting in the master bedroom on the second floor.
At that time, Lu Yanting was half-naked, lying on the two-meter-wide bed, sound asleep.
There is still unfinished wine on the bedside table.
The room was filled with the suffocating smell of alcohol.
"Lu Yanting..." Jiang Chaoxi shouted, but he didn't respond.
Jiang Chaoxi sat on the edge of the bed and gently brushed the side of Lu Yanting's handsome face with his fingers.
Lu Yanting was the most beautiful man she had ever seen. She had looked at his nose and eyebrows over and over again in the past three years, but she still couldn't get enough of him.
Looking at him, my heart was beating fast and my cheeks were hot.
After three years of marriage, she was finally consummating her marriage with Lu Yanting.
I felt nervous and apprehensive, mixed with a little expectation, and my heart became moist.
Jiang Chaoxi leaned forward and pressed his moist red lips on Lu Yanting's firm brow bone.
three years.
This man's face has been etched in her heart.
Apart from him, I can no longer pretend to be anyone else.
Jiang Chaoxi plucked up the courage to take off his clothes, took Lu Yanting's arm, and lay in his arms.
She hugged him shyly but passionately, and pressed her small, red mouth against his thin lips.
Her breath was filled with the smell of alcohol mixed with the smell of male hormones, and she also became drunk.
"Well..."
Lu Yanting seemed to have regained some consciousness.
He seemed to have fallen into a deeper and deeper nightmare.
With his eyes closed, he rubbed Jiang Chaoxi into his arms and deepened the kiss.
Her sweetness and tenderness made him unable to stop, gnawing at her beauty passionately and crazily.
His body was like a soldering iron, ironing Jiang Chaoshi's tender body.
The flames set her on fire, as hot as him.
Lu Yanting's enthusiasm made Jiang Chaoxi breathless. She even forgot to breathe and was intoxicated in his arms. Under his leadership, she forgot about pain and felt the pain in her bones.
Feel the passion that belongs to him.
Feeling his heartbeat planted in her body.
For a moment, she had the illusion that he loved her.
Until he whispered in her ear: "Xue Ning..."
Snow Ning?
Jiang Chaoxi's hot body seemed to have fallen to the bottom of the icy lake in an instant.
this name.
She had heard it countless times.
When he first arrived at the Lu family, Lu Yanting often called her Xuening, and she would correct him: "Mr. Lu, my name is not Xuening, my name is Jiang Chaoxi!"
It wasn't that she hadn't thought about Xu Ning being the one Lu Yanting loved, but because of her status, she was not qualified to ask.
After the violent storm, Lu Yanting fell asleep again.
To him, tonight was just a misty spring dream, and in his dream there was only Xue Ning.
Jiang Chaoxi dragged his tired legs downstairs.
At the corner of the stairs, a woman in white suddenly appeared, and Jiang Chaoxi was so frightened that she sat down on the ground.
She opened her eyes wide and looked at the woman in white in front of her in horror.
After taking a closer look, I realized it was a huge photo.
Jiang Chaoxi took out his mobile phone, turned on the flashlight, and illuminated the photo.
The woman in the photo is very beautiful, with delicate eyebrows, small and rosy lips, white clothes than snow, long straight black hair spread behind her head, a cello in her hand, and a slight smile on her lips.
As a woman, Jiang Chaoxi also felt that the woman in the photo was beautiful, with an unworldly beauty, soft and frail, like an orchid in an empty valley.
At this moment, Jiang Chaoxi realized that this villa was the wedding room of Lu Yanting and the woman named Xuening.
And she just replaced Xu Ning and completed the wedding night with Lu Yanting.
She won't even appear in Lu Yanting's dreams.
There was only Xuening in his dream.
Just like when he came, Jiang Chaoxi left quietly.
…
Two days later.
Jiang Chaoxi saw the living Bai Xuening.
It was at Bai Xuening's private concert after returning home.
Bai Xuening expresses a concert invitation to Lu Yanting.
When Jiang Chaoxi saw the sender's name, she opened the courier with anxiety. She saw an invitation inside, so she took the invitation to attend the concert.
Jiang Chaoxi didn't want to lose to Bai Xuening, so she put on makeup carefully before going out and picked a red dress that she thought looked beautiful on her.
But the moment I saw Bai Xuening.
Jiang Chaoxi knew that he had lost.
Bai Xuening is slender and tall, wearing a silver evening dress, sitting there playing the cello, like a fairy descending to earth.
Her skin is fair and her delicate facial features do not need too much modification, but she is still beautiful and bright.
Every frown and every smile is so beautiful that you can't even take your eyes off it.
Bai Xuening is not only beautiful, but also very talented.
Now he is an internationally famous cellist.
There were not many spectators present, only a few dozen people. Everyone was well-dressed, and it was obvious that they were successful people with status and status.
The stage is not big, and the distance between Bai Xuening and Jiang Chaoxi is less than five meters.
Jiang Chaoxi didn't understand music, so he just stared at Bai Xuening the whole time.
This woman who makes Lu Yanting dream about her is beautiful, confident, elegant and calm.
All the beautiful adjectives Jiang Chaoxi can imagine can be found in her.
Bai Xuening returned to China three days ago.
Calculating the time, it happened to be the day when Lu Yanting got drunk.
Jiang Chaoxi's heart throbbed violently.
The concert is halfway through.
Suddenly someone threw red paint at Bai Xuening.
Bai Xuening's snow-white skirt was instantly dyed red.
"Ah..." She screamed and was pushed down by two men who rushed to the stage.
She fell to the ground along with the cello.
A man took a hammer and hit her cello hard.
Bai Xuening's cry echoed in the concert hall: "Don't smash my piano, my piano... my piano..."
The person who smashed the cello said viciously: "This is the retribution for being a mistress. The first time is a warning, and the second time, it will kill you!"
After saying that, he stepped on Bai Xuening's hand.
Then he and his accomplices ran out quickly.
"Ah, my hand..."
Bai Xuening's shrill screams echoed throughout the concert hall.
Things happened so fast that there was chaos in the concert hall.
The security guard ran out after the troublemaker, but he had disappeared.
Jiang Chaoxi stood not far away, looking at Bai Xuening quietly.
She held her red hands and her face was full of tears. She looked pitiful, like a white camellia with rain, which made her even more pitiful.
At this time.
A tall and straight figure seemed to fall from the sky.
Like a god, the three thousand worlds are radiant because of him.