Chapter 293

All the way, Lu is also trying to suppress his anger until he stops at the parking lot of Lu's villa.

As soon as the car stopped, Han Zhiyu reached out to push the door open, wrapped his tight coat and got off.

As Lu strode forward to reach out for her, she leaned to one side and whispered, "I'll go by myself."

Lu also stood in the same place, looking at Han Zhiyu step by step, for a long time to follow.

Before and after walking in, Han Zhiyu didn't look back, just whispered, "I'll change my clothes."

With that, he went upstairs step by step.

Her step is very slow and steady, every step is like firmness.

Lu is also downstairs, from finding Han Zhiyu's surprise to seeing he yuanze's anger.

He was as if he had been slapped in the face.

He never thought that he had only been out for two days, as if everything was off track.

He waited for Han Zhiyu to give him an explanation, including the children and he yuanze.

As long as she explained, he would listen.

Staring at the upstairs, the time went by, anxious, impatient to continue to wait, strode upstairs, just about to push the door, the door opened from the inside.

Seeing Lu, Han Zhiyu's expression didn't change much.

What she was wearing was not household clothes, but the clothes she used to go out. She only took a look at him and went downstairs.

One before and one after, he followed her downstairs. Han Zhiyu was very cold. She was cold in the cold wind just now.

I didn't speak. I went to the restaurant and prepared to pour a cup of hot water.

Lu has been waiting for the same, see Han Zhiyu indifferent expression, has reached the limit.

He always leads others by the nose. Because of his love, he is now led by the woman in front of him.

His anger, jealousy, worry, calm and indifference to her are like jokes.

"Zhiyu, don't you want to explain?"

The big hand clasps Han Zhiyu's wrist and tugs hard. Holding the cup, the hot water shakes unsteadily, spills out and splashes on her hand

"Explain what?"

Scalding hot water on the back of the hand, white skin was immediately red, but Han Zhiyu did not feel the pain, nothing like the same hand back, slowly turned around, calm mouth.

Those eyes are still pretty.

Calm, no waves.

"Why didn't the child? Why are you with he yuanze? You're not going to explain that to me? "

In a word, Han Zhiyu felt that his blood was frozen from head to foot.

I thought he didn't know it, so when he came out from he yuanze's house, he put up with his actions.

But I don't want him to know at all, but now he questions himself with this attitude.

For a moment, Han Zhiyu felt as if she had never understood the man in front of her.

She sneered, thin lips Xidong, "Lu is also, let's divorce."

Lu Zhiyu's pupil is tight, and his big hand on Han Zhiyu's wrist becomes heavier unconsciously. His deep eyes lock Han Zhiyu's calm eyes

"What are you talking about?"

Word by word, every word seems to squeeze out of the teeth.

He asked her for an explanation. Is that her explanation?

Han Zhiyu stood quietly in front of Lu Yiye and looked at him. As if he didn't see the anger he was trying to suppress under his eyes, he raised his lips again and spoke more quietly: "Lu Yiye, we are away from Well... "

The word "marriage" was stuck in her mouth by him.

Lu Yanyi tugs hard, and Han Zhiyu falls into his arms. With his other hand, he clasps her jaw and lowers his head to hold her lip. He uses the fastest and most effective way to shut her up.

He couldn't hear her say the word divorce again and again, which showed how eager she was to divorce him.

Since he chose her, he didn't intend to divorce!

The moment he was kissing, the calm on Han Zhiyu's face was broken by one second.

My eyes suddenly widened, looking at the face magnified in front of me

There's never been resistance.

Han Zhiyu refused to land with both hands and resisted his approach.

Lu's face is even colder. Her resistance only aggravates his anger.

They were very close to the dining table, and Lu also clasped her wrist and released her big hand, holding her hip directly.

Han Zhiyu, who has lost a lap recently, is easily picked up by him and put on the dining table.

Slide along the hip to one side, pull her leg to the waist to measure a button, pull her to him, at the same time, his body is also close to her.

Han Zhiyu didn't have much strength, so he couldn't make it.

The head that swings is held by his big hand, she no matter how hide, all can't hide the lip that he approaches.Lu also deeply kisses her, the big hand follows her leg, swims in her leg side.

When she resisted, she stuck it on her lips in a hot and humid tone, and said like a light coax: "Zhiyu, don't get angry because of the children's affairs..."

When Han Zhiyu reacts to his words, his struggling body suddenly froze.

She didn't think she was going to hurt any more.

But when he heard the word "child" in his mouth, Han Zhiyu could still clearly feel a contraction in his heart, and the pain spread to his limbs

In my mind, I can still see the text messages he replied to himself, and the words AI Shiqi said to her.

Without thinking about it, Han Zhiyu raised her left hand.

"Pa --" a clear sound broke the beauty of this moment.

Lu also had a distinct palm print on his left face, and the tenderness of his eyes faded completely.

Looking at him, Han Zhiyu's tone was firm, word by word, and each word seemed to squeeze out from his teeth, saying: "don't touch me, you go away!"

Lu also stares coldly at Han Zhiyu sitting on the dining table, thin lips light: "Han Zhiyu, divorce, you don't want to."

With a bang, the door was thrown up and Lu left.

Han Zhiyu sat on the dining table, her tight body softened.

After a long time, Han Zhiyu slowly slid down from the dining table.

Legs some virtual soft, hands on the table to stabilize their body.

Step by step, slowly go upstairs.

Back in the bedroom, Han Zhiyu didn't take off her clothes. She lay on the bed and stretched out her hand to cover herself.

Night, gradually deep.

Han Zhiyu lay motionless on the bed, keeping the same posture.

Curled up in a ball, hands in the belly position, flat, like never had.

Here, once bred a small life.

When she knew, she didn't feel much.

It was not until the moment of loss that Han Zhiyu clearly felt how he was losing from his life bit by bit.

I can't help it

In the dark, Han Zhiyu's hands clasped on her abdomen tightened, and warm liquid gushed out of her eyes.

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