Chapter 118

Han Zhiyu opened her eyes and kept twisting. It was cold and hot. She couldn't tell where she was.

Only know in front of that face, haunted, "love."

"Who do you love?" He continued to kiss discontentedly, inducing, "who am I? "Yes?"

"So is Lu." She had a headache and was in a daze. When she breathed and breathed, it was all his breath. "You're noisy."

"Say it

“…… I love you

His hands were on the buttons of his shirt on his chest, and the man said, "untie it."

Her hands trembled with no strength, and several buttons untied for a long time under his kiss.

Until the last one was untied, the shirt was thrown aside.

"What else?" His eyes bottom a dark red, voice hoarse more severe, command, "take off."

"Oh..."

The belt fell to the ground.

He possessed her almost without reason

I don't know how many times he asked her, but he never had such a good time.

The wild animals in the man's heart came out more and more, especially the hoarse voice of her crying, which made the situation worse.

Repeatedly asked the same question, let her answer again and again.

Never tired of listening.

Her obedience and cooperation all night gave him great satisfaction both physically and psychologically.

Lu also looked down at the woman with tears on her face.

He was bullied and covered with traces of green and purple.

Poor red eyes.

A trace of black hair was sweat coagulation in her face, black and white, particularly attractive.

"Zhiyu..." He picked her up and wiped away her tears.

Also heard her unconscious cry repeated, "no, no I love you. I don't want to... "

Lu was also stunned, raised his lips and gave her a kiss on the face.

He didn't know how many times he forced her to say he loved him.

Maybe she didn't cry dumb because she was in bed alone. She was forced by him to say that she loved him

But in the end, she cooperated with him, and he didn't plan to do what she wanted.

No, no, we have to!

"Zhiyu, take a bath and then go to sleep."

With crying voice is still wronged to shudder, "I love you."

"I know. Go to bed after the bath." He rubbed her hair, "no, let you rest."

She was weak all over, soft and close to his bare chest, "sleepy."

Lu also embraces her and washes her clean. He says carelessly: "Zhiyu, will you wake up and not want to admit it?"

“……”

In the bathtub, the woman in his arms was asleep.

It doesn't matter. This time she doesn't want to admit it.

Lu also raises her head, kisses up again, "good."

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the next morning, the shaking sound of the mobile phone made Lu wake up quickly.

The moment he wakes up, when his hand touches the woman in his arms, he stops.

She fell asleep quietly, her face full of exhaustion.

On the fine white skin, there are countless traces left by him last night.

Lu also slightly narrowed his eyes, looking at her sleeping face.

He pursed his lips, and the feeling of a dry throat began again.

It's not suitable to see this kind of picture in the morning.

He reached out and picked up the shaking mobile phone and looked at Wang ziyue's message.

Oh, there's a password.

The person next to him suddenly moved, and his soft body was pulled out of his arms.

"Awake?"

As soon as Han Zhiyu was conscious, he heard the voice beside him.

Before I opened my eyes, I felt that my whole body was in great pain, as if every inch of bone had been severely trampled.

This feeling is really familiar.

"Hungry or not?"

Next, another sentence.

Han Zhiyu opened his eyes and his heart sank slowly.

She doesn't remember much about yesterday. She just remembers that she wanted to drink and couldn't find Wang ziyue. When she met Zhang Jing, they went.

One by one, she felt it was a rare chance to get drunk.

Maybe when you're drunk, you don't have to worry about anything.

The last memory is that she was so sleepy that she fell asleep on her stomach.

"Not hungry."

She could hardly recognize the sound of opening her mouth.

What happened last night? She was hoarse.

Lu also side head, looking at her dejected appearance, "will eat some throat tablets."

She looked at him. Her eyes were a little complicated and obscure. She pursed her lips slightly. She looked at the mobile phone in his hand and said, "what are you doing with my mobile phone?""Here you are." Lu also handed in the past, "you have a message, I did not read."

Her eyes a little distrust of irony, the phone back.

"Because of the password."

Han Zhiyu put the mobile phone aside, pulled the sheet to block his chest, "no password, you read it, right?"

"Others may be, but I'm not interested in Wang ziyue's messages." Lu also slightly dumb low voice, toward her near.

It would be strange if he was interested in the messages between them and girls.

"You too..."

Under the quilt, two people's bodies are not inch.

As soon as he leaned over, he hugged each other intimately.

Lu also lowered his head on her forehead, nose tip, slowly kiss down.

Press her struggling hand at will and lift it above her head.

When I touched her lips, I just tasted it, and her sexy voice was in her ear, "are you kicking me, or do you want to wrap around my legs? I didn't want enough last night. You don't want to get out of bed today? "

She finally gave up the struggle and opened her eyes lazily, looking at the beautiful face in front of her, "then I won't move. Do you want me to get out of bed?"

"Don't ask what happened yesterday?"

Han Zhiyu couldn't tell exactly what was wrong. He probably felt that his eyes were wrong.

The impression of him still lingers on his gloomy and cold appearance when they separated that morning.

But after a night, she couldn't see the slightest chill in his eyes.

Only she can not understand the deep, thick like the ink can not be opened.

"There's nothing to ask. It's just drunkenness." Han Zhiyu took a deep breath, calm heart, shallow hook lips, "Mr. Lu, since do not intend to let me out of bed, it is better to let me down now?"

"Yes." Lu is also a low smile, "but you can't wear yesterday's clothes. I also asked my aunt to take out the clothes in your cupboard and clean them. If you want to go on like this, whether you want to have breakfast or have activities later, I don't have any problems. "

Han Zhiyu frowned and looked at him with a trace of anger in her eyes.

No matter how calm she was, she could not walk up and down in his sight without clothes.

The man fingers gently pinched her chin and turned, "why don't you talk?"

Han Zhiyu laughed at himself, broke free from his shackles and slowly put them on his shoulders. "My throat is tortured like this by you. What else do you want?"

Lu also faintly coagulated her, "you are hoarse, didn't you call yourself?"

“……” Her brow twisted and a blush appeared on her face.

"You said too much."

Han Zhiyu was shocked and blurted out, "what did I say?"