Chapter 1

"Well, it hurts"

The body was attacked without foreplay, and ye Huanyan cried out in pain.

But it doesn't seem to be of any use.

This is the fifth time tonight.

The man who should have slept on her side woke up at some time. His cold fingers ignited on her everywhere, as if he had deliberately teased her. Then he turned over and rushed in directly in a few seconds.

With his in and out movements, she felt the pain was not so strong, but some enjoyment.

Ye Huanyan's five fingers tightly pulled the quilt under her body, and the shell's teeth made a 'uh huh' sound.

In the quiet space, with the 'squeak' sound from the bed board, the man's action is also more wild.

I don't know how long it took before the movement gradually subsided.

She tried to catch the silk and was covered Naked, Ling Han was not as good as she wanted. She first threw the quilt aside, put her arms on her side, and stared at her face with interest, "why, are you shy?"

She dare not look directly at him.

"Didn't you enjoy it just now? Who can I show you with such purity?" Ling Han sank down a little and gradually approached her Slapped cheek. Her rosy lips curved a subtle arc, as if she was deliberately trying to destroy the fortress in her heart. "Don't forget, I said that I won't be satisfied until you 'make' your body loose. I'll let you go if I'm satisfied."

He deliberately accentuated the word "do", and then enjoyed the embarrassment on her face with satisfaction. The emerging blush and her slender fingers clutching the sheet all made him feel better.

After a while, he breathed coldly, rolled out of bed, picked up a white bath towel, wrapped it around the position below his abdomen, and walked lazily in the direction of the bathroom.

"Taking medicine is bad for your health. Remember to dig it out. Don't be pregnant and play love cards with my grandmother. I won't take this set."

After the crisp door closing sound, the water in the bathroom came crashing, completely isolating Ling Han's voice.

Ye Huanyan opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling above her head. As the blush on her face faded a little, what emerged was a pale.

Ah... Pull it out.

She laughed at herself, as if she had been used to the tone of men.

Yes, he hates her to the bone. How can he leave that thing in her body and let her conceive his child?

……

When ye Huanyan woke up again, it was already daybreak, and the empty place beside him was cold.

She dragged her aching body, simply cleaned her body, wrapped her messy hair, put on a bright blue skirt, and smeared a little foundation make-up on the bruise on her neck to cover the small strawberries.

Downstairs, several servants stood around the table to serve, Ling Han leaned on the main chair like a bone, and the knives and forks in his hands were lifted and put away, elegant and noble.

His eyes noticed that she was standing at the entrance of the stairs. The knife and fork in his hand paused and said casually, "grandma just called and asked me to take you back to your old house on Saturday."

With that, he cut another piece of steak and put it into his mouth.

"Back to... The old house?" Ye Huanyan hesitated a little. She lingered down the last step, and her slapped face was full of tangles. "Grandma, does she have anything important to say?"

Otherwise, how can you call them back for no reason?

But these words were heard in Ling Han's ears, but they became more and more harsh. His eyes were unconscious and gloomy, "bang Dang", and the collision between knife and fork and bowl made a clear sound.