"I never thought about it that way," Lu Jing'an held one of Huanong's hands and handed her the cup in his hand. He also handed her a hot towel and pointed at her hair.
She looked down and saw egg yolk on her hair.
A cry of "fuck" rang in her heart. Was the care she had just done in the afternoon in vain?
Huanong put down the cup in his hand and went upstairs. When he walked to the door of the master bedroom on the second floor and was about to open the door, he remembered something: "Boss Lu, this house..."
"There are no other women, it's still your territory."
Lu Jing'an didn't wait for anyone to finish his words and spoke directly. He knew what Huanong was going to fart without even thinking about it.
"Huh, I guess no woman can like a cripple."
Lu Jing'an:..........
Huanong is such a vicious person. He will make you mad, but he can still give you a few stabs before leaving.
In the bathroom, Huanong lowered his head to clean his hair on the sink. Lu Jingan half-leaned against the door and looked at her: "Don't wash it?"
"I don't have the habit of washing my hair and bathing in strange men's homes. Who knows if you are a pervert?"
"I've seen everything that needs to be seen and touched everything that needs to be touched. If I were a pervert, you would have become a specimen long ago."
Huanong moved his hands.
Looking at Lu Jing'an: "Let me just say you are sick! You can even think of things like specimens."
Lu Jing'an:..........
Suddenly, the faucet was turned off, and Huanong was about to go out, but the person blocking the door had no intention of doing so.
"Boss Lu, if stalking could solve the problem, I would have married hundreds of others."
"Nonnong, I beg for a chance to change my ways," Lu Jing'an's words were completely different from his tone just now. When you listen carefully, you can actually tremble slightly, like a child who needs forgiveness from his parents after doing something wrong. .
"With a life sentence, there is a chance to reform. Can you let me struggle a little longer before you sentence me to death? Huh?"
The man's soft begging look made Huanong feel ridiculous for no reason.
"Let you struggle? Have I given you too few chances to struggle? Boss Lu is self-willed and always only believes in his own judgment and choices. He always puts the demands and concerns of others last. If you had believed in me at the beginning, you wouldn't have come to this point. At this stage, we have done nothing beforehand and are wise after the fact?"
"To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that you are still a man, and if it weren't for the fact that you serve me in bed with all your heart, I wouldn't be able to feel relieved if I stabbed you twice."
"Stay away from me," Huanong stretched out his hand to push the person away, but saw Lu Jing'an blocking the door.
"What do you mean, Boss Lu?"
"This is the first time I've seen someone go online to ask for forgiveness."
"I don't make any excuses for what I have committed, but I can't bear to give up on this marriage. After two years of marriage, even if there is no emotion, there is still affection. Can this affection be given up just like giving up?"
"Honey, you can give up as soon as you say so. What does love mean?"
Huanong responded with every word, not giving Lu Jingan a chance to retort, and tried his best to pull the person away. The latter became unsteady and fell on the table beside him, knocking over the white porcelain vase with bright flowers in the vase. The peonies are so delicate and beautiful, blooming in all kinds of colors.
There is a feeling that the spring beauty of a year has been destroyed, and the ultimate beauty seen by Yao, Huang, and Wei Zi.
A feeling of fragmentation came, and Huanong didn't care so much. He strode open the door and went out. Lu Jingan followed closely behind.
Quinlan came up with a fruit tray. As soon as he reached the second floor, he heard the quarrel and couldn't dodge.
Huanong came out, his face full of anger and could not hide it. He reached out and picked up the fruit knife on the tray and said to Lu Jing'an: "Don't force me to cut you off."
"If you can forgive me for stabbing me twice, I will, Nong Nong."
Lu Jing'an's eyes fell on the sharp blade in her hand, and Huanong's anger seemed to be poured down by a bucket of water, instantly extinguished.
"So easy? You're dreaming."
How could she let someone come out of the cold palace so easily? Don't expect her to treat her favorably without waiting for ten or eight years. Do you really think that she, Huanong, is one of those women outside who want to hug him and look after him?
After Huanong finished speaking, he threw the fruit knife into the tray in Kunlan's hand with a clang. He was so frightened that he trembled. When he turned around and wanted to go downstairs, someone grabbed his arm.
Lu Jing'an grabbed her arm and spoke in an urgent tone. He knew very well that tonight was his only chance to trick someone back. After tonight, not to mention Huanong, even Yang Xian would be able to become him. A stumbling block on the road to pursuing Huanong.
Leaving the gate of Puyun Mountain, wanting to see Huanong again is like going to heaven.
"You said you loved me."
"I have said that I love you, even now. I can admit that I have loved you, but if I love you, do I have to tolerate you pushing me out again and again? Lu Jingan, love and desperate I can still distinguish between love brains, so don't do whatever you want just because I love you a little."
"When I hold you up, you are like glass; when I throw you down, you are like broken glass."
Huanong shook his hand away: "Let me go."
"Dense..."
Huanong was so angry that her long hair, which was originally meticulous, became messy after being pulled several times, and layers of sweat broke out on her originally fair skin.
Seeing Lu Jing'an getting entangled again, she picked up something and headed towards Lu Jing'an without even thinking about it.
When the fruit knife entered Huanong's body, Huanong's brain seemed to have been hit by something.
The violent mood was instantly sobered.
Lu Jing'an bent slightly, raised his eyes slightly, and his surprised and horrified eyes fell on Huanong, with a strong sense of disbelief.
The latter, when he lowered his head, saw that his palms were covered in blood.
He took a few steps back in panic.
As he stepped away, Quinlan trembled in fright, and the fruit plate in his hand fell to the ground.
"Mrs?"
"gentlemen?"
"gentlemen?"
Within a few steps, Kunlan's steps seemed to be filled with lead and it was difficult to move.
Huanong panicked and backed away with his hands paralyzed. When his lower back hit the railing, before he had time to calm down, Lu Jing'an tilted his body and fell down the stairs with his head. Puyun Mountain has a large space, and there is a spiral staircase from the second floor to the first floor. The initial watering took a lot of effort and took a long time to complete.
A custom-made off-white Persian carpet is laid on it, which is rich and charming.
But such a rich and charming place was dyed red with layers of Lu Jing'an's blood.
In an instant, Puyun Mountain was in chaos.
When Kunlan's horrified call sounded in the house, Xu Wei, who was brainwashing with Chen Shi in the yard, was shocked.
The conversation between the two stopped, and Xu Wei took off the cigarette from his lips: "Did you hear anything?"
"Xu Wei————."
"It's broken." Xu Wei was startled when he heard Kunlan's voice, turned around and rushed into the house.
He pushed open the heavy door of the villa, and when he saw the person lying on the ground covered in blood, his legs weakened and he almost fell to his knees.
