As he spoke, he buried his head in the hair at the back of her, and his low and hoarse voice revealed a hint of exhaustion, "Wanwan, I'm a little tired, let me sleep for a while."
Holding this soft and delicate body in his arms, smelling the faint fragrance of the woman's hair in his nose, Lu Hanting closed his eyes.
Soon, he fell asleep.
Xia Xiwan heard his shallow breathing, and he actually fell asleep like this!
Was he planning to spend the night at her place?
Today is his and Li Yanran's wedding night, won't he go back?
Xia Xiwan moved a little.
The man in his sleep groaned. The sexiness that could not be expressed in his mute voice was sultry. He murmured in confusion, "Wanwan, be good, let me hold you and sleep for a while."
He was too tired and tired. It was already early in the morning and it would be dawn soon. He wanted to sleep for a while, but he was afraid that she would escape. Only holding her like this could make him feel safe.
How scared he was that as soon as he opened his eyes she would be gone.
Xia Xiwan's heart was intertwined with shame and resentment, as well as a touch of grievance and powerlessness.
Her delicate body was pressed into his arms, and the man's charming masculinity enveloped her, trapping her tightly like a net, as if she couldn't escape no matter what.
Maybe she couldn't break free, and he would restrain her so domineeringly even when she was asleep.
Yu Jie's thick comb-like hair trembled wetly, and Xia Xiwan's eyes turned red again in the man's arms. Wasn't this method of confinement his silent and paranoid attempt to retain her?
I don't know when, but she has become an obsession that he can't let go of.
However, she still has to leave after all.
If she stays here, he will be controlled by Li Yanran for the rest of his life.
She stayed here to share the same man with Li Yanran.
Her life shouldn't stop here.
She is leaving.
…
The next morning.
Lu Hanting slowly opened his eyes. He reached out to hug that soft and fragrant body, but there was nothing around him. Xia Xiwan was no longer there.
He suddenly lost all sleep, his deep narrow eyes suddenly opened, and he sat up.
Where has she gone?
There were bodyguards guarding the outside, so she couldn't get out.
Lu Hanting pursed his thin lips into a cold arc, stood up and got out of bed. He pressed the scar on his left chest with his big knuckled palm. A layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his handsome face gradually turned pale.
white.
It hurts.
The temperature on his body was also extremely hot. The wound had not been treated in time last night and the wound had become fester and infected. He had a high fever.
But the pain in his body was completely negligible. Xia Xiwan was gone, and he felt empty in his heart.
Where did she go?
There was no Xia Xiwan's beautiful figure in the huge room. Lu Hanting quickly walked around and then fixed his gaze on the balcony.
He walked over with steady steps and opened the curtain with a "swish" sound.
Xia Xiwan was still on the balcony, holding her with her two slender arms and sitting quietly in the corner of the balcony, her palm-sized face resting on her knees, her densely combed feathers hanging down one by one, she closed her eyes
The eyes are sleeping.
The window was opened a crack, and the cold wind outside was blowing the hair around her cheeks. Even the hem of her skirt was swinging in the air with a cool and swaying arc. Her whole body was so empty that it was impossible to grasp it.
Lu Hanting's heart suddenly hurt, as if a big hand was grabbing his heart hard, making every breath he took hurt.
Slowly stretching out his big, sharp-jointed hands, he picked up the girl.