Wen Ning was extremely afraid that he would do something strange again, so he shrank back, looked at the doctor next to him, and whispered, "Uncle, who is he?"
Lu Yanci then turned around and nodded to the doctor, "Please change the dressing for her wound."
This doctor looked very knowledgeable at first glance. During the dressing process, he did not ask where the wound came from, nor did he become curious about Wen Ning's identity. He just applied the medicine again.
I was given another shot of tetanus, told not to get wet, and left.
After changing the medicine, Wen Ning didn't know how to face Lu Yanci.
Today was obviously not the weekend, but she felt that Lu Yanci had no intention of leaving to go to work. Didn't he take over the Nanfeng Group? Doesn't he have files to deal with for such a large group?
As if he had read through her thoughts, Lu Yanci said calmly: "I will be at home this afternoon. You have a good rest. I am working in the study. There is a party in the evening. You and I will be together."
Wen Ning wanted to ask if I could not go, but he didn't dare to ask directly.
She actually didn't want to stay in this room for a moment, but thinking about how she ran away in the morning, Lu Yanci would definitely not let her out again. All she could do now was to go to her room and sleep.
She had only been gone for half a day, and there seemed to be a few more things in the room.
She was not interested in these, so she just drew random pictures on the drawing board on the small balcony, and then started to call Lin Manxue.
This girl is always very mysterious for a few days every month, unable to make calls or reply to messages.
It's the same this time. It's been six or seven days and there's no news at all.
She was really bored, so she had to fall on the bed, and then her mind was filled with the scene where Lu Yanci kissed her just now.
The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, and the more she thought of fear, the lips she touched lightly felt like they were starting to burn.
Slowly, she felt that every inch of skin he touched became hot.
There was a faint fragrance of white roses wafting in the air. Thinking about everything intimate with Lu Yanci, she suddenly felt her stomach churn and hurriedly rushed to the bathroom.
After vomiting, she looked at herself in the mirror, slowly lowered her eyes, and covered up all her emotions.
Heitian took a nap, and when he woke up, the sky was already gray.
The housekeeper took her to the cloakroom next door, and she discovered that Lu Yanci was also there.
The cloakroom is a full thirty to forty square meters, and most of it is Lu Yanci's clothes. Almost all of them are suits, and most of them are shirts, mostly white.
At this time, he was wearing a gray-and-white striped shirt and iron-gray trousers. The shirt was tucked into the trousers. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, looking noble and cool.
Seeing Wen Ning come in, he glanced at her face, which was still slightly sleepy, and said calmly, "Come here."
Wen Ning's sleepiness disappeared immediately, and he suddenly became a little nervous, "Uncle, I, I can't tie my tie well..."
The hurried look made Lu Yanci's throat tighten, his eyes darkened, and his voice became hoarse, "Come here."
Wen Ning looked at him and felt a little scared. He wanted to hide, but the space was so big and there was nowhere to hide, so he had no choice but to walk over.
Before he could say anything, he picked Wen Ning up in the air.
"Uncle!" Wen Ning exclaimed.
Lu Yanci put her on the counter in front of him, placed his hands on both sides of her body, and pressed her against the wall.
He slowly smoothed the fine hair on her face with his hands, and said in a hoarse voice, "I won't wear a tie today. The people who are going there tonight are a few of my friends. Don't be afraid. You can be more casual."
As he spoke, his voice paused and he said slowly: "There is no Lu family."
As if he was explaining something, Wen Ning's heart became tighter.
It's his friend! But she doesn't want to see his friends!
But she didn't dare to say these words. She just lowered her head and bit her lip subconsciously. She bit her small mole until it turned red and glowed.
Lu Yanci raised his hand, pressed his fingertips against her soft lips, pressed on the small mole, and rubbed it back and forth.
His eyes were dark and his voice was cold, "Wen Ning, has anyone kissed you before?"
Wen Ning was already nervous. When he heard him suddenly ask such an inexplicable question, he subconsciously raised his head and looked at him.
There was confusion and confusion in his eyes.
Lu Yanci seemed to be satisfied with her youthful performance. He lowered his head and bit her lips lightly, "Mine, do you understand?"
The voice was very low and hoarse, but it carried a strong flavor of warning, and the air seemed to be dyed with a layer of power.
breath.
Wen Ning looked at him blankly, as if he didn't understand what he meant.
After a while, she lowered her head and said in a very low voice: "But you are my uncle."
Lu Yanci narrowed his eyes, grabbed her chin, and forced her to look up at him, "Are you afraid?"
His eyes were sharp, cold, and a bit cruel that she had never seen before.
It was as if she could be strangled to death by him if she said the wrong word.
Wen Ning shuddered and lowered his eyes, not daring to look at him.
Lu Yanci narrowed his eyes and said in a colder tone, "Do you not want to or don't you dare?"
Wen Ning didn't dare to answer. He only dared to say tremblingly: "It hurts."
She didn't mean to say it hurt, it really hurt. He seemed to be out of control, and his strength was so strong that he seemed to break her jaw.
Not getting the answer he wanted, the coldness in Lu Yanci's eyes deepened, and his thin lips pursed into a straight line. The strength in his hands did not decrease, and the chill in the air seemed to get stronger.
Wen Ning hissed in pain, "Uncle, it hurts so much."
The voice was very soft and thin, and seemed to be a bit crying.
Lu Yanci narrowed his eyes and slowly released his hand from Wen Ning's jaw.
There were two bright red fingerprints on the soft and white chin. Lu Yanci gently rubbed them a few times and said in a very cold voice, "It's useless if I'm afraid, and it's even more useless if I don't want to. All I want can only be mine." .”
What he said is absolutely correct. He has stood at the top of this world since he was born. He is the one who sets the rules of the game. The education he received is naturally unique.
No one taught him how to give alms, and plunder seemed to be his nature.
No matter what it is, as long as he wants it, someone will naturally rush to bring it to him. This is true for items and people.
Therefore, he naturally believed that he could get what he wanted.
"Wen Ning, learn to get used to me, I don't have much patience."
Wen Ning lowered his head and said in a low voice, "You want to marry Miss Luo."
Lu Yanci looked at her lowered eyebrows, with a meek look on her face, as if she had a good grasp of things.
His thumb slowly ran over her soft lips, "You care about this?"
Wen Ning lowered her head and bit her lip without speaking. All she could see was her thin bangs dancing on her smooth forehead.
Lu Yanci looked at her for a while, tucked the fine hair on her face behind her ears, then reached out and took out a white tulle skirt, "Just wear this."
