Falling into the water with a pop, Wen Qiao was filled with a mouthful of water.

She floated on the water, kicking the soles of her feet, as if stepping on cotton, and instead of lifting, she sank down.

She fluttered twice, and suddenly a splash of water hit her face, and the next second one arm went around her waist, and her big palm held her lower abdomen, pressing her into her arms.

The man's hard chest was against her back, it was hot, and it was a little cold when it was swept away by the water, and Wen Qiao couldn't tell whether it was hot or cold for a while.

She just wanted to break free from this embrace quickly, and after a random kick, she was dragged to the shore by the waist, and a man's deep voice came from overhead: "What are you messing around?

His voice was lazy, and the tail was outlined upwards, and as he spoke, he deliberately removed his big palm, so frightened that Wen Qiao hugged his arm.

The soft fragrance hit the bosom, and the woman's aroma was extremely strong.

The soft body was pressed against his waist and abdomen, and his senses were more sensitive.

His palm caressed her waist, but her waist was thin and soft, and she felt that she could break it as long as she used force, how could she be so thin?

Lu Yunzheng glanced down at Wen Qiao, and the corners of his mouth curled.

Lifting her to the shore, he knelt beside her, smiling at the end of his eyes: "Why are you so stupid?" ”

I don't know if it was because she was filled with water or hugged by Lu Yunzheng, her face turned red, inch by inch, and her neck became pink.

With the undulating panting, the spring light is beautiful under the neck.

Wen Qiao came to his senses, broke free from his hand, a cold color crossed his eyes, and hid to the side.

If it weren't for Lu Yunzheng dragging her inexplicably, she wouldn't have fallen into the water, she looked at him with cold eyes: "Don't come here." ”

Lu Yunzheng stared at her for a long time.

The poor bath towel was still floating on the water, and Wen Qiao didn't care so much, picked up the bathrobe at Lu Yunzheng's feet, and ran while wrapping it.

Lu Yunzheng looked at her embarrassed and fled, and a trace of interest crossed his eyes.

When Wen Qiao walked away, Lu Yunzheng turned his head to see Aunt Rong and walked over quietly.

"I think you did it on purpose. Aunt Rong kicked him.

Lu Yunzheng did not answer.

Aunt Rong couldn't be angry, "I'll tell you, Wen Yu is chasing Wen Qiao, don't even think about it." ”

Lu Yunzheng said lazily: "What do I really want, can you manage it?"

Aunt Rong: "...... Don't mess around. "Dogs!

He rubbed his wet hair, craned his neck, and walked to the room, pretending not to hear Aunt Rong's warning.

*

Lu Yunzheng took a shower and dried his hair before falling into bed and holding his mobile phone to watch.

In the WeChat group, there is a discussion around Wen Yu's love affair with a dead wood.

has already talked about 99+, and Lu Yunzheng is too lazy to flip through it, just seeing the latest.

Xu Dui: @闻煜, where did you two go last night?

Li Huai: ...... So fast?

Li Ti: Brother Zheng's hat has arrived.

Lu Yunzheng: Stupid.

All:...... Ex-husband's brother is broken!

Lu Yunzheng quit WeChat, stood up and went to the desk to read the email.

He was wearing a black bathrobe, his white collarbones were exposed under the slightly open collar, he wore a pair of round-framed eyes, his gaze was tightly fixed on the screen, serious and focused, the warm light shrouded in him, and even the angular and thin eyebrows were outlined in soft lines.

He looked at it on his elbows for a moment, his slender fingers tapping on the keyboard, the pace getting faster and faster, his brow furrowing into a small hill.

"Is it so hard to get me a secretary?"

The work group, which was as quiet as chickens, was fried by Lu Yunzheng's complaint.

After a while, he took off his glasses, walked to the bedside and collapsed, spread his hands and tilted his head to sleep.

In the dream, he returned to the time when he was just married, and Wen Qiao was pressed against the windowsill by him, doing unspeakable things. Her slender waist and autumn-like eyes were about to be knocked out of the water.

She bit her lip and sobbed lowly, like a little milk cat, tickling people's hearts......

Lu Yunzheng opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were particularly clear in the dark night, he was stunned for a few seconds, and fished out the mobile phone that disturbed his dream, and when he saw Wen Yu calling, a sense of depression blocked his heart.

He picked out the bathrobe, took a shower and suppressed the floating depression before dialing it back to Wen Yu.

"Brother Zheng, is Wen Qiao with you?"

When Lu Yunzheng heard Wen Qiao's words, his eyebrows jumped, and he teased: "At three o'clock in the morning, if she is with me, I will sometimes call you?"

Wen Yu and said, "I sent her several messages, she just gave me a voice message back, she didn't speak, I'm worried that something will happen to her." ”

Lu Yunzheng felt that Wen Yu was really on top of him, and he acted as a boyfriend before the relationship was confirmed, and sneered: "What can happen in my hotel?"

Wen Yu knew that he still had a grudge against that WeChat, so he said that he would let Lu Yunzheng go to Wen Qiao's room to take a look at it, but Lu Yunzheng was really annoyed and reluctantly agreed.

He bent his hand and slammed on the door of Wen Qiao's room, but no one responded.

"What do you want to do in the middle of the night?" Aunt Rong was woken up and stared at Lu Yunzheng incredulously.

Lu Yunzheng couldn't cry or laugh, "Wen Yu asked me to help Wen Qiao bring a word." ”

"So late?"

Lu Yunzheng took out his mobile phone and handed it over, "I don't believe you called." ”

After speaking, he went back to the room with his mobile phone.

Falling into the sofa, he flipped out Wen Qiao's WeChat.

Lu Yunzheng: Sleeping?

For a long time, no one responded.

He lit a cigarette, smoked slowly, pressed the phone several times halfway, but did not receive a reply, and there was still a cigarette left, which he directly extinguished in the ashtray.

Pull open the door and head towards the lobby.

This hotel is a hotel owned by Luk's Group, and he has the right to ask the hotel to give a spare room card.

I swiped the room card and pushed the door open, and the house was pitch black, quiet and terrible.

Plugging in the card, the room light suddenly turned on, and I saw a small hill bulging out of the bed. Curled up in the quilt, tightly covered, he walked in to take a look, only to find that the people in the quilt were shivering.

He stepped over and whispered, "Wen Qiao?"

He lifted the quilt, Wen Qiao subconsciously hidden, and he dragged his wrist to the side of the bed in a daze, and looked carefully, only to find that she had a lot of sweat on her forehead, her sweaty hair stuck to her forehead, and her lips were pale.

She snorted like a kitten and fell to the bed as if begging for mercy.

The suspender of the white nightdress slipped off and hung loosely on her shoulders, and a red mark appeared where he had pinched hard, and she bit her lip, her eyes were full of water, and in the slightest blink of an eye, she might cry, and her cheeks appeared abnormally white......

Lu Yunzheng probed Wen Qiao's forehead, it was not hot but a little cold, and when she touched it, she felt that she was trembling, her extremely curled up caused a large piece of smooth back to be exposed, white and soft, her eyes fell on the black tattoo on her butterfly bone, and her narrow eyes narrowed.

Is that?

Tsk, Lu Yunzheng raised his eyebrows.

"Hurt ......" Wen Qiao muttered quietly without the cover of the quilt.

Lu Yunzheng couldn't hear clearly, leaned down and heard the words in her mouth vaguely, patted her cheek, and asked in a low voice, "Where does it hurt?"

Wen Qiao didn't seem to be very conscious, just repeatedly shouted that it hurt very much, and his nails were buckled into the quilt, pressing out a patch of white.

He put his ear to her lips and heard her say, "I have menstrual cramps." ”

“......”

In Lu Yunzheng's cognition, he didn't know that a woman's menstrual cramps could be like this.

Moreover, she didn't even want to call a doctor, did she plan to die of pain?

Wen Qiao was dragged into his arms, leaning against his chest, and he asked in a low voice: "Didn't you go to the hot springs at night, why do you have menstrual cramps?"

The man's scorching temperature kept coming, and the aroma of the shower gel surged into his nose one after another, and he wanted to vomit a little.

Lu Yunzheng: "......"

Covered her with a quilt, turned off the air conditioning in the room, stuffed a pillow for her to hold, and gently closed the door and went out.

Lu Yunzheng called Li Ti again to make sure that there was no major incident, so he went to the lobby, asked the manager to get the painkiller aunt towel, took another cup of warm water, and returned to Wen Qiao's room.

The manager thought that Wen Qiao was his woman, and secretly told him: "The pain is a big reaction, you can help her rub her stomach." ”

“......”

He went back to the room, dragged her into his arms again, and helped her to feed the water, Wen Qiao smashed it, wrinkled his brows and drilled into the bed impatiently, he buckled her in his arms, took the painkiller over and over again, pulled open the wrapping paper with his mouth and took out the medicine, and put his index finger into her mouth.

Warm water slid the medicine down the throat.

Lu Yunzheng lowered his head, his chin rested on the top of her head, the woman's fragrance was extremely strong, he looked at the hair stranded across the fingertips of the medicine, and suddenly thought of the pain like this, what should I do in the future?