As he spoke, his big hands grabbed Wen Ning's soft waist and slowly slid down along the undulating lines.
Although the movement is slow, it is full of meaning.
Wen Ning froze.
He went a little too far today!
She fell asleep once in the morning, which made her whole body hurt. She didn't feel better until she took a nap at noon.
I thought it would definitely be gone in the evening, but he seemed to be more interested in the evening. He had been working on it for so long, wasn't he still satisfied?
But she really hurts!
Although it has been done many times, I still can't get used to it.
However, she must go to Yan City tomorrow!
Therefore, I can only try my best to please him today.
She actually didn't know what to do, and she never took the initiative. She could only imitate his behavior and touch here and there on his body.
However, she really couldn't think of anything fun in this, so why was he so interested?
Soon, her raw touch was like lighting a fire on him. He couldn't control it anymore, so he turned over and pressed her against him.
The big bed swayed for a long time, and the low whimpering and gasping sounds also continued for a long time.
1. Night is simply not enough.
Wen Ning got up early the next day.
When I got up, I saw Lu Yanci already at the dining table.
He held a thin white bone china tea cup in one hand and slowly flipped through the newspaper that had just been delivered to him.
He was still wearing a fine white striped high-definition shirt and black trousers as always. He was noble and cold. Just sitting there made people feel intimidating.
Wen Ning looked at him, feeling like he couldn't overlap the person from last night with the person in front of him.
That Lu Yanci last night was wild and arrogant, as if he wanted to eat her, and his eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes.
Moreover, the person in front of him was cold and noble. Even the way he held the tea cup exuded a sense of nobility and elegance.
Is the difference between one person so big?
Feeling Wen Ning's gaze, Lu Yanci put down the teacup in his hand and looked over.
She wore a loose knitted white sweater that looked very thin.
Her ink-dyed black hair spread behind her, covering half of her back.
Because of his dark hair, his skin appears whiter and his eyebrows become more refined.
And in the past few days, Zhang Hua got a health-preserving meal package from somewhere. She was very accustomed to eating it, but she had gained a little fat. Her small chin was not so sharp, and it felt better to the touch.
His eyes lingered on her face for a few seconds, then slowly slid down to her slender and white neck, which had several dark red marks on it.
It's his masterpiece.
He looked at it for a while, the darkness in his eyes became darker, and his voice became a little hoarse, "Are you up? Why don't you sleep a little longer?"
As if she knew what he was thinking, Wen Ning became a little embarrassed.
He grabbed the sweater with his soft white hands, bit his lip, and said softly: "You promised me that you would take me to Yan City today."
Lu Yanci looked at her shy and careless look, his eyes softened a lot, and his voice was still calm: "Come here!"
Absolute authority!
No room for rejection!
Wen Ning had no choice but to walk towards him.
Before she could reach him, she was grabbed by him and fell into his lap.
He circled her with one hand and took the steamed milk egg that had just been served with the other hand, "Do you really want to go through with it?"
Wen Ning thought he was going to regret it, so he nervously held the small cup containing the steamed eggs and whispered, "Are you going to regret it?"
Lu Yanci looked at her with a half-smile, and his voice was a bit cold, "In your eyes, am I the kind of person who regrets easily?"
Wen Ning held the small cup tightly and stopped talking.
Not only is it easy to go back on your word, it’s simply a case of breaking one’s word and breaking one’s word!
Lu Yanci tucked the small hair on her cheek behind her ear and said in a deep voice, "You can sleep until noon and we'll go there again."
Wen Ning breathed a sigh of relief and let go of the cup.
Only then did Lu Yanci realize that she had been holding on to the hot cup.
He frowned, took her hand and looked at it, and found that the white palm had turned red.
His eyes darkened, and his voice sounded a little cold: "Wen Ning, if you don't let go of something hot like this again, see how I deal with you!"
Wen Ning, like a primary school student who made a mistake, defended himself in a low voice, "It doesn't hurt."
When Lu Yanci heard this, the anger in his heart that had not subsided began to hit his chest again.
What happened last time gave him a great mental impact.
So much so that now, he felt uncomfortable whenever he heard her say the word "it doesn't hurt."
Wen Ning's extremely tolerant character made him feel very troubled.
Even if her palm was stabbed and her little finger was pinched off, she could endure it without crying or making a fuss.
What was even more frightening was that she had broken her ribs and was about to die. If he didn't come to her, she could wait quietly for death.
She didn't seem to care about death.
It was as if there was nothing in this world worthy of her nostalgia, even if she died soon, it would not be a big deal.
This terrifying forbearance and quietness made him feel that she was a closed loop with no gaps. He had been walking for so long, but he had not actually entered at all.
In fact, he has slowly developed some little tempers in her a few days ago. She knows how to cry out when it hurts, say she wants it when she wants it, and refuse when she doesn't want it.
Although sometimes a little irritating, he also finds it cute.
He felt that everything was going in a good direction at that time, but now, because of his mistake, everything seemed to be back to where it started.
Thinking of this, his eyes darkened.
He took her hand, held her injured hand in his palm, and gently pinched the soft little finger, "Does it still hurt?"
Wen Ning shook his head, as if he didn't care about the little finger at all: "It doesn't hurt, I don't feel it."
In fact, it still hurts, especially when I go outside, the little finger is sore.
However, whether she felt it hurt or not was not that important.
Anyway, he lost money. Although it wasn't much and he cut it in half, it didn't matter if he didn't fight for it in the first place.
After breakfast, Wen Ning quickly changed his clothes and waited for Lu Yanci in the living room.
When Lu Yanci came out, he looked at her in a not-so-thick winter coat and frowned slightly.
Turning to Zhang Hua, he said: "Bring her two more clothes. It's not as convenient there as at home. We won't be coming back to stay tonight, so bring all the medicine and other necessary things."
After a pause, he added: "Bring some of her favorite snacks, some of which can't be bought over there."
Zhang Hua: "Yes, mistress!"
Lu Yanci took the small white cashmere shawl from Zhang Hua's hand and put it on Wen Ning.
He moved slowly and seemed to do it all with great skill, as if he had done it many times.
Wen Ning looked at his almost perfect profile and was dazed for a few seconds.
If he does this, she will feel that she is loved.
That little bit of rare tenderness and warmth was what she wanted to crave in her entire life.
But she woke up immediately.
She told herself over and over again how cold-hearted this person was.
He seems to be treating her well now, but when trouble comes, he will never favor her.
It is estimated that when he gets tired of playing, even if she dies in front of him, he will not frown.
