The deep kiss, with his flavor, quickly melted in their mouths, and the air in her mouth was swept away by the powerful kiss.

This time, she is no longer as reserved as before, but clumsy and hard to respond to men's kiss.

Just a minute, but like a century.

Finish the kiss.

She was a little shy to turn away the face, raised her hand to cover the position of the chest, for fear that the other party would hear his violent heartbeat.

"If I can, I'd like to get my leg fixed so I can really have you." His mellow voice is ambiguous, if there is a point in his words.

She was no longer a girl without love affairs. How could she not understand that he was referring to men and women.

Just, will Lu Zhengnan accept what he is now?

Stunned for a moment, she summoned up her courage and asked, "what if I'm not perfect?"

She kept her eyes on the man in front of her, but his face did not fluctuate, so that people could not guess his real emotion.

Does Lu Zhengnan dislike his imperfect wife?

Her heart beat again uncontrollably became disordered, and her lips were white with her teeth, and then the blood stains appeared.

Tang Mengyu's beautiful eyes twinkle, there is a kind of uncertainty about the future and helplessness, this moment, she does not know how to get the answer.

What if Lu Zhengnan's answer is no? So, is she still qualified to stay with him?

She felt the bitterness in her heart like bile flowing to the chest, and the indescribable desolation gradually spread to her whole body.

Lu Zhengnan's rich eyebrows rose slightly, and slowly raised an arm. His outstretched palms caressed her beautiful face. Her movements were extremely gentle.

"When I'm not perfect, you don't dislike it, and you choose to marry me." Lu Zhengnan is proud of a hook of lips. His tight facial features add a touch of softness. "If I dislike you after I'm good, don't I become a slag man?"

After saying this, he chuckled twice, as if there was no need to ask the question, because the answer was already self-evident.

She looked at the sincere and gentle man in front of her. Her uneasy heart seemed to have been ironed. A warm current suddenly came up, which could not help describing the appearance of the man after he recovered.

In her imagination, he would be wearing a well cut black suit that would give him a good figure. Deep facial features are clear-cut, a pair of strong sword eyebrows, deep eyes like stars under the night sky. There is a calm and introverted person can not ignore all over the body, temperament is low-key and does not lose expensive. There is not only gentlemanly elegance but also unique masculine taste of men.

Such Lu Zhengnan will certainly become the prince charming in the eyes of many women. At that time, they will all want to be his wife.

However, now she has nothing, even the body is not complete, where is worthy of him?

Think of here, a sigh directly stuck in the throat.

She couldn't tell what she felt. She felt as if she was blocked by a big stone, and she felt a little out of breath.

However, thinking of the culprit, her face flashed with hatred, and her eyes were so red that it seemed to bleed.

In the end, what makes her incomplete is the evil silver masked man!

That scum repeatedly violated himself and took away the most precious part of the woman. His crimes were beyond description. Even if he was beaten to the 18th floor of hell, it was not too much!

Lu Zhengnan saw that she was silent for a long time. Her eyebrows slightly twisted and asked in a deep voice: "Mengyu, why don't you speak?"

She tried to squeeze a smile from the corner of her mouth, but the words she said seemed powerless. "I'm a little tired. I want to go back and have a rest."

"Well, take a rest." Lu Zhengnan answered in a soft voice, put down the big palm on her cheek and patted her on the shoulder placidly.

Tang Mengyu walked back to the bedroom with a heavy heart. He kicked the foot of the hard solid wood bed in a trance. He snorted with pain and collapsed on the soft big bed.

She looked at the ceiling for a while, then picked up the massage physiotherapy book from the bedside table and continued to study the massage techniques.

As soon as the woman left the study, Lu Zhengnan told the servant to call zhao shu back.

"What's new?" The man in the wheelchair has a deep face and a cold voice without a trace of temperature.

"It's confirmed this time that the dead is aunt he. But the last person in the pool, the police don't know who it is. " Zhao shu reports in a gloomy way.

Smell speech, endless anger toward him, hands unknowingly clenched into fists.

Lu Zhengnan's expression is grim, rebukes one: "these these dinks!"

Zhao Shu was startled by his roar. After a long time, he said, "the master called the police station personally, and there has repeatedly promised that the case will be solved soon."

Lu Zhengnan's mouth floated a touch of ridicule, his whole body exuded manic breath, his face gloomy as if covered with dark clouds.How dare those bastards promise to solve the case soon?!

The pool murder in the villa has not been investigated. Now we can expect them to solve the murder case in Houshan?!

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