Ruan Mian and Lu Huainan have been married for three years.
They live a life of harmony in appearance and detachment in spirit, respect each other as guests in front of others, and have their own hidden agendas behind others.
She talked about money, he was lustful, and they hit it off immediately.
Ruan Mian knew everything about Lu Huainan, including his love affairs in bed. He was noble and gentle on the outside, but wild and ruthless on the inside. She still remembered how he tortured her until she went crazy on their wedding night.
She even knew.
Lu Huainan raised a twenty-year-old Gu Liang outside. She was pretty and not too tender.
It takes four years to raise.
She had always been a bystander, but she beat up the female college student.
Many people in the circle said that she did not follow martial ethics and wanted to make Lu Huainan feel better, but when she couldn't help Lu Huainan, she made things difficult for his woman.
Nanshan Mansion.
After beating the man, Ruan Mian hurried back to the wedding room, waiting for Lu Huainan to come to question him.
She knew he would definitely come.
Ruan Mian was wearing a lotus pink nightgown, with the skirt half-tied and half-covered hanging down around her waist, a bit like she wanted to resist but was welcomed in. The night view in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows was alluring, and there was no trace of emotion on her pretty face.
There was smoke in his mouth.
Halfway through, there was a sound of footsteps coming from the door.
Very calm and slow.
The man entered the door lightly.
When she turned around, Lu Huainan was already close. He grabbed her waist with both hands, pressed down habitually, and pressed her head on her abdomen: "Have you taken a shower?"
"You just came after washing."
Ruan Mian's voice was soft but not cowardly. She raised her head and stretched out a hand to hook his waist.
The man's waistline is so hard that it hurts his hands.
The slender jade fingers followed the texture of the muscles, climbing inch by inch. Ruan Mian was not as tall as the man, and she stood on tiptoes to kiss his Adam's apple.
While kissing her, she said aggrievedly: "I didn't mean to hit her. You haven't been back for half a month. I can't find you. Secretary Kang said I don't know where you went, so I can only use this trick." "
"Bang..."
Ruan Mian felt pain in the back of his head.
The pain caused her teeth to tighten and her back to sweat.
Lu Huainan pinched her neck with one hand and grabbed her nightgown with the other.
Silk nightgown feels nice.
His lips were hot and his body was pressed against him. The man's figure was as heavy as a rock. Ruan Mian responded with a smile, hooked his shoulders with both hands, and put her legs on his waist.
In the past, he would pick her up and there was a tacit understanding between the two without words.
Today, Lu Huainan surprisingly did not.
As a result, Ruan Mian's legs could not wrap around his waist and he fell heavily.
She fell down and her teeth hit his lips.
Lu Huainan's lower lip was cut open, and blood overflowed. He frowned: "Hiss..."
"It's your fault, you didn't hug me."
Ruan Mian's appearance was pretentious, his eyes were lingering, his fingers reached into his collar, and he opened a button, followed by the second, and then the third. Under the man's pale skin, his abdominal muscles were clear and smooth.
"I haven't seen you for half a month, why are you so anxious?"
Lu Huainan lowered his eyes and looked at her disturbing hands.
Those slender hands were as white as jade and well-maintained. Even a person like him who was obsessed with cleanliness felt beautiful.
Ruan Miantai knows what style he likes.
Pretending to be pitiful: "You can raise it outside. I won't blame you, but you have to get the rain and dew equally, otherwise my house will be almost empty."
Women are born with good skin, as delicate and beautiful as flowers.
Pretending to be pitiful is as pitiful as a flower being cut off.
Like a goblin.
Lu Huainan spread her legs with one leg, hugged her a little deeper, bent his head and bit her earlobe, and said with a teasing voice: "Is the room empty, or is it somewhere else empty?"
Men are good at flirting.
Ruan Mian's face turned red, and his eyes were full of lust.
She hugged people and rolled off the carpet.
Lu Huainan nibbled her and kissed her, the sound filled the room...
