Chapter 72

Lu Yihuan was sent back to Lu's house by the people arranged by Zhang Yijiao, together with Liu Mengru and the two waiters.

At Lu's house, Liu Mengru took Lu Yihuan directly to her own room, and then she went to find Angelica dahurica.

Lu Yihuan ran straight into the bathroom, put a bathtub full of water, took off the rags that could not become clothes, and kept scrubbing his body, so that he could not wash away the traces of love with all his strength.

She put her fingers into her private place and washed it very persistently, as if she could wash away the dirt.

Lu Yihuan became more and more like a madman.

She felt so dirty and disgusting.

She didn't understand that she tried her best to set up this bureau with Liu Mengru. It was clear that Lu Xiaoya's clothes were indeed wet and she did change clothes. Why was she locked in when she and Liu Mengru went to see a good play.

The medicine given to the man was very heavy. When she saw them, she rushed over directly. First, she grabbed Liu Mengru and tore her clothes and even her underwear. She went to save Liu Mengru, but she put herself in. Liu Mengru ran away, but she was stripped and pressed on the ground, and the man fell on her

Her cries and shouts looked so pale. In my ears, I seemed to hear my desperate cry at that time

"Mengru, Mengru, don't run, help me, help me..."

As if the devil had blocked her, Lu Yihuan was fluttering in the bathtub, shouting and crying. There was no light in the bathroom. The darkness around her seemed to swallow her, nibbling away at her reason bit by bit.

She was naked and lifted up her hips, and then she felt the pain of tearing. Her dignity, her pride and everything she had passed with the pain, and the shame and tremor surged in. Her every breath seemed to be a tear. Gradually, she seemed to lose consciousness.

She is Yi Huan, the joy of the whole family. How can she become dirty and humble?

Liu Mengru went and returned. As soon as she entered the door, she didn't see Lu Yihuan. When she found Lu Yihuan almost drowned in the bathtub, her soul was almost scared.

She dragged it out of the bathtub with great difficulty, dried her naked body and helped her to the bed.

In a daze, Lu Yihuan hugged Liu Mengru: "Mengru, you're here... Um... Mengru, help me..." Lu Yihuan woke up and suddenly hugged Liu Mengru and cried.

"Yihuan, we... We can get revenge one day! Such pain will make Lu Xiaoya worse off than death! " Liu Mengru had tears in her eyes and a dry voice.

Lu Yihuan suddenly found the way forward in the darkness. The beast locked in the deepest part of his heart broke free from its shackles and roared out.

It's all Lu Xiaoya. It's all because of her. She's the culprit of everything! If she hadn't suddenly appeared, she would have taken away her grandparents, the identity of Miss Lu, her innocence and everything!

Her nails were firmly embedded in Liu Mengru's arm: "it's all her! It's Lu Xiaoya! " There was a crazy look in her eyes.

Liu Mengru's voice trembled, but it wound around Lu Yihuan's ear like a vine: "it's all her. It's all her. We've become like this. How can we experience such pain without her!"

Lu Yihuan's mind was full of Lu Xiaoya's three words at the moment, constantly floating and echoing, occupying her little remaining reason: "Lu Xiaoya, why don't you die! Why don't you die! "

"Yi Huan, every time, it's clear that our layout is very cautious. Why are we hurt in the end? Where are we inferior to her!" Liu Mengru's words corrode Lu Yihuan's heart like poison.

"I'll kill her! Kill her! " Lu Yihuan grabbed the pillow as hard as Lu Xiaoya.

"She's just a hooligan. What qualifications does she have to be the eldest miss of the Lu family and the heir of the Lu family! Everyone gave her praise except praise... "Liu Mengru's voice was like a maggot's tarsal bone, pushing Lu Yihuan into the abyss.