Chapter 221

He chuckled: "when I say you want to come back to me, don't you think I just want you to eat with me, eh?"

Of course, she understood the metaphor, but she just resisted. Her breath sank and sank: "not now."

"When will that work?"

His hand just won't quit.

The darkness enlarges all human senses. The metaphor feels that his hand is like a little ant, gnawing at her skin and accumulating electric current in her blood.

She felt a little uncomfortable, and she knew it very well.

The night is particularly dangerous.

She breathes a long time. At this time, she calms down slowly. The big deal is resistance. No matter how big it is, she sleeps like a man.

Besides, it's not like I haven't slept.

Besides being a scum, this man has a high status, a lot of gold and a handsome appearance. There's nothing wrong with him. He just doesn't know if he has had any relationship with other women in recent years.

When Yu Yu thought of this, he suddenly felt nauseous.

Her voice was light and she repeated, "not today." Lu Yan didn't say anything. He pulled out his hand, but he couldn't hold it back. His slender fingers pinched her chin and forced her to lean over her face. Then, his thin lips covered her lips and quickly put his tongue into her lips and teeth. He was strong and couldn't let her back. He held her restless hand with one hand.

His voice was a little vague: "if I don't kiss you, then I'll be with you. "

Yanyu's eyebrows jump, and there is fire in his amber pupils. In the end, he is angry. In Lu Yan's eyes, such anger is more vivid. He hasn't seen such a metaphor that makes him move like a fire for a long time.

He clearly felt the sound of heart beating in his heart, like beating a drum. His chest was hot.

In the back, he didn't do anything more, just kiss the words from time to time, and sometimes stretch out his fingers and gently touch her eyelashes, her eyelids and her lips.

In front of the metaphor, she would feel annoyed. In the back, she had no emotion at all. She closed her eyes and soon entered the dream.

In the chaos, when she was half asleep and half awake, she was like a wolf trapped in her heart, vaguely heard him say: "this time, you can't leave."

Is that right?

The metaphor falls into the dream completely, the whole body is soft and feeble, the hands and feet are soft, and the nightmare engulfs her.

In a manor in London, night falls, the manor has fallen into silence, heavy low pressure enveloped the whole manor.

The servants came and went in silence, without a sound.

Up the winding stairs covered with soft carpet, I heard the noise from the closed study door.

In the study, the light is still so dim.

The carpet was soft, but she had already been wet by the tea. Shi jiaran's hair was wet through. Her face was pale, her eyes were slightly down, her eyelashes kept moving. Her red lips were tightly pursed, and her hands were cold. She clenched her fingers and restrained her trembling.

Shi Zhengfeng's face was calm, and the shadow in his eyes was almost overflowing. His whole face was shrouded by the cloud and anger. The veins on the back of his hand burst up: "Shi jiaran, when you are so big, when you are raising your mother, you should know what it is for, right?"

Shijiaran didn't say a word, and her throat moved in silence and humiliation. Shi Zhengfeng sneered: "in the early years, I paved the way for you to get close to Cheng CI. You didn't use it. You didn't even get close to the side of Cheng CI. In recent years, you've grown up. At least you're engaged to Lu Yan and have a good time with Lu Yan's son. But you've stopped at your fiancee, and you don't even have a formal

engagement banquet!"

The more he said, the more angry he was. With a lift of his hand, he threw the things in his hand toward Shi jiaran's face and hit Shi jiaran's cheek.

It's a lot of pictures that fall down.

There are countless pictures of words and little stars.

Shi Zhengfeng asked someone to follow his words.

"Lu Yan's ex-wife has come back, do you know? Lu Yan has moved into his ex-wife's house with Lu Shumu, who you have taken care of for more than two years! "

He was contemptuous and humiliated: "you've been a nanny for two years, and you don't even have a child's heart. No wonder Lu Yan won't get engaged to you!"

Shi jiaran's face became more and more pale. She bit her red lips so that they lost their color. She almost bit them.

Shi Zhengfeng stared at her face, kept silent for a while, and soothed her tone: "jiaran, you are also a famous lady in London. The time family has provided you with so many superior conditions. You can't be inferior to an orphan, can you?"

Shi jiaran's nails are deeply in the palm of his hand.

The sting sobered her up, made her rational.

She just felt that her whole heart was on the fire, burning, burning, almost bursting. Shi Zhengfeng said, and his face sank again: "Shi jiaran, you fight for me and think of a way. If Lu Yan doesn't marry you in the end..." He grinned coldly. The chill in his eyes diffused slowly and seemed heartless. "Don't forget, you have a mother who is still in intensive care unit and needs constant attentionIt's supported by our equipment. "

When jiaran was hit on the head like a mug stick, her father took a sharp knife and stabbed it into her heart without hesitation, stirring and bloody.

She forced to hold on, so that she didn't let herself fall.

Her forehead was blue and quiet for a long time. She heard her broken voice on and off: "I see, Dad."

She wanted to make a promise. Her heart was full of hatred. She was full of hatred for the middle-aged man in front of her.

But these hate, she had to suppress, had to swallow.

Because she is not qualified to say hate, she can only be the puppet line in his hand, his seemingly beloved girl, and his best marriage tool in exchange for the continuation of her mother's life.

When she came back to the room, she shook her hands and closed the door. The whole person collapsed. She leaned against the door and slid down little by little.

She didn't know what to do.

She has a sense that she is in a dream. Everything is unreal and dazed. Only pain is heartbreaking.

She was born in the middle of the family. From childhood to adulthood, she was not treated as well as the third child. Sometimes she hated her mother and the young lady who didn't know anything in the hospital. She chose such a man, destroyed a family and everything.