Chapter 332

Han Zhiyu's eyes have been looking at Lu, and obviously saw how painful the expression on his face was.

Looking at him staring at himself, the eyes want to tear her to pieces.

Han Zhiyu still didn't have much strength, but he twisted his waist.

Soft mouth: "yuanze It's hard... "

Lu is also such a proud man, looking at Han Zhiyu in his arms a graceful courtship appearance, but do not want to treat him as someone else! The flame of the body was extinguished, at this time, where he still raised the idea of half a minute to continue.

A sentence echoed in her mind, she took him as he yuanze!

The door slammed. Lu also slammed the door and left. Han Zhiyu was lying on the bed with a soft body. She didn't pull the quilt to cover herself. She just closed her eyes and let her body cool down completely.

Clearly should be happy after revenge, but deep in my heart in addition to sad, no happy feeling.

Not long after I closed my eyes, the door opened again.

Han Zhiyu opened her eyes, but her head was still dizzy. She reached out and tried to cover herself with a quilt

I just touched the quilt and heard footsteps in my ears.

It's him.

Some familiarity has been engraved into the soul, even self hypnosis can not really forget.

Just as she was lying on the bed at this time, even if she didn't see anyone, she only heard the footsteps and knew it was Lu.

Han Zhiyu's hand slowly released when he touched the quilt.

In a twinkling of an eye, Lu has returned to the bedside.

Han Zhiyu has just been dragged to do a scene, the body is soft.

When Lu Yiwu's big hand clasps her shoulder and pulls her up, Han Zhiyu is pulled up and falls into his arms.

Because of the sudden action, Han Zhiyu only felt more dizzy.

"Well -"

when her slender and naked body was pulled up, Lu turned around and pulled her under the bed.

Han Zhiyu's body was not stable at all. When he was pulled off, his legs were as soft as noodles.

When he fell down, his arm in his big palm hurt a little.

With a dull hum, Han Zhiyu kneels on one knee. As soon as his knee touches the ground, his arm is pulled and his waist is held.

Almost half forced to drag her to the bathroom, Han Zhiyu is very uncomfortable, because of his pull brain began to faint up.

In the bathroom.

Lu also holds her hand on her slender waist. Han Zhiyu's lips are white because of her discomfort. Forced to be held by him in the bathroom.

He tried to hold himself on the washstand, but his legs were so soft that it was difficult to stand.

Panting gently, and soon, the big cold hand clasped her jaw and raised her face.

Handsome face approaching, in front of him some fuzzy, but the brain is clear to know who he is.

Still confused eyes, some trance.

Lu is also well-dressed against the naked Han Zhiyu, looking at her drunken hazy appearance. The anger of eyeground is jumping, big palm caresses her face gently, ask a way: "who am I?"

Han Zhiyu is very sad. She didn't expect that Lu would turn back. She thought that she would hurt him, hurt his self-esteem, and give him a hard blow.

To revenge him for doing such a thing to himself when he was drunk.

She also wanted to give him a taste of pain.

It's just that she miscalculated that he would come back.

"Say, who am I?"

Lu is also attached to her body, a cold face forced closer.

Did not meet her, just persistent to an answer.

"Say, who am I?"

The third time, Han Zhiyu's face took the initiative to lean against him, and his lips almost swept to his lips. As soon as he vomited a word, Lu's big hand suddenly tightened

"Congratulations Hiss... "

Before he touched Lu's lips, he was tightened by his big hand, pinching and exhaling

When she said a congratulatory word again, Lu also put his arms around her and stood under the shower.

Turn on the water, the water directly from the top of the head down, pouring on two people.

Lu also holds her waist tightly with one hand, pinches her jaw with the other hand, and forces her to look at herself.

"Wake up? Who am I? "

Han Zhiyu feels the water rushing across her cheek as her head is pinched and lifted up.

Water, blinded.

His voice in the ear, repeatedly asked himself who he is?

"See clearly, who am I?"

Lu Renshui rushes through two people's bodies and tightens Han Zhiyu in her arms to wake her up.

Han Zhiyu is cold, exuding cold from his bones.

This kind of feeling is just like the cold that the baby lost from her stomach that day.

Spurred, she can't see the man in front of her, but she can hear his angry voice in her ears, just like the magic sound around her ears."Han Zhiyu, who am I? Tell me, who is the man holding you now? "

Lu also has no action, just let the water rush, continue to ask her.

She never spoke, her eyes could not be closed, and the strong water column stabbed the warm liquid down.

Because of the water in the brain, the feeling of dizziness is more and more sober.

"Say, who is holding you, see clearly, tell me, who am I?"

With his breath approaching, Han Zhiyu never spoke. As he became more and more uncomfortable, Han Zhiyu could not help shivering.

This kind of cold feeling in the bone is not good at all.

The wine was completely washed by the water, and Han Zhiyu's body also had strength.

When Lu also pressed him again, he directly took one side of Xiaolian's head and smashed it on Lu's head.

"So is Lu, you lunatic!"

Although I woke up, I didn't have much strength.

When the shower head hits Lu's face, it can feel pain, but there is no scar.

At the moment when he released his big hand, Han Zhiyu stepped back, one hand on the wall, panting.

Lu is also hit in the corner of his eye. The pain makes his hands loose and his arms empty. He sees her standing on the wall one step away from him, panting

I've never heard such a good word before.

Turn off the water, just step forward and lock Han Zhiyu in his arms again.

At the moment, Han Zhiyu's head is completely awake, but his physical strength has not recovered.

He was held in his arms by Lu, but he could not shake his hand.

"So is Lu. Get out of here!"

Han Zhiyu couldn't get away with it, and his words were disgusting.

Just now, his behavior is no different from that of a madman. In this abnormal way, he sobers himself up.

"I finally know I'm Lu, don't I?"

Lu also holds Han Zhiyu up with a big hand, and he is once again pushed to the bathroom.

Han Zhiyu's hand push landing is the same, but he turned over directly, and her tall body completely imprisoned her in his arms.

Big hands around to the front, holding her jaw, waist slightly bent down, Jun face close to her face side, forcing her eyes and their own entanglement in the mirror.

"Why are you here?"