France, Provence, in a villa.

In a blink of an eye, Xia Lan has lived here for more than 20 days, to be precise, she and Qiao Zimo have been married for almost a month.

In the past month, she has been like a walking dead animal, eating and sleeping every day, sleeping and eating, but even so, she has not gained weight, but has lost a lot of weight.

Could it be that Qiao Zimo has never had a good temper, no matter what she is, he didn't get angry, no matter what she did, he didn't accuse her, but tolerated her excesses.

In mid-March, it was a rare good weather, and what was even more rare was that Qiao Zimo didn't cook dinner, but said that he would take her out to eat.

"I eat at home every day, I guess you're tired of the food I cook, so I'll take you out for a French and Western meal today."

Xia Lanmo directly chose to ignore his words.

He asked her to go out, and she would go out with her, of course, this was a rare opportunity, and she hoped that tonight there would be a chance for her to leave him for a while, even if it was for a few minutes.

Of course, it was basically impossible to escape from him, because Qiao Zimo would definitely not give her such a chance.

Her only hope is to use the excuse to go to the bathroom when the time comes, of course, Qiao Zimo will probably follow her to the bathroom door, but it doesn't matter, she can find someone to borrow a phone in the women's bathroom to make a call.

Xia Lan was thinking about waiting to go to the bathroom to borrow a phone in the restaurant all the way, and her brain kept thinking about how likely this card was, because after all, what she wanted to call was an international call, and not everyone's mobile phone could make international calls.

When the time comes, she has to find a foreigner, preferably to meet Chinese or Asian, and she is still here for tourism, so that it will be much easier for her to make domestic long distances.

However, when she followed Qiao Zimo into the private room of the restaurant, she realized that her plans along the way were all in vain, because Qiao Zimo would not give her a chance to go to the bathroom at all.

Qiao Zimoding's private room, and it is a high-end private room with a toilet, she wants the bathroom directly in the private room, and she doesn't need to go to the public toilet outside.

An authentic French meal, but also a candlelit dinner, with exquisite dishes served one after another, beautiful colors, exquisite shapes, and fragrant aromas.

"Come, try your favorite French meal," Qiao Zimo picked up a French meal and put it on the plate in front of him: "Try it." ”

Xia Lan mechanically picked up the fork, forked a piece and put it in his mouth, chewing gently, it was indeed made by a five-star chef, and the taste was very delicious.

"If you like it, eat more," Qiao Zimo put another bowl of soup in front of her: "And the borscht you like." ”

Xia Lan nodded, since there was no hope of escaping, and there was no hope of making a phone call, she had no other way to think of anything other than facing reality.

Maybe it was because she hadn't eaten Western food for a long time, she held the fork a little raw, and when she didn't cut the steak a few times in a row, she pushed the steak in front of her to the side irritably.

"Here, you use this,"

Qiao Zimo suddenly magically took out a pair of chopsticks and handed them to her, and then brought her the steak she had just served, picked up the knife and fork and patiently cut it, and then put it in front of her.

"That's how you can pick it up with chopsticks and eat it." He looked at her with a smile.

Xia Lan lowered her head and didn't look at his smiling face, when Qiao Zimo was smiling, it was something that could make countless women fall for it.

Because Xia Lan basically didn't speak, the two couldn't communicate, so the whole dinner was also carried out in silence, and the candles were only halfway burned, and their dinner was over.

On the way back, there was a rare moon, Qiao Zimo's car was driving very slowly, and the canopy of the sports car was open, so that she could see the moon when she looked up.

The moon is very round, the white moonlight is sprinkled down like water, there are very few vehicles on the road, the field of vision is very wide, and there are very few houses on both sides of the road, and the whole uphill road is a large green scenic area.

The moon is so round and the scenery is so good, but Xia Lan has an ominous premonition in her heart, she always feels that something may happen tonight, and she can't escape.

Qiao Zimo's car finally drove back to the villa, and as soon as the car stopped, Xia Lan couldn't wait to push the car door and get out of the car, and then quickly ran towards the hall.

The hall was unlit, it was pitch black, she was a little nervous and turned on the light, and then ran quickly towards the second floor, because their bedroom was on the second floor.

Although she and Qiao Zimo have been married for a month, they have always lived separately, with two rooms upstairs, Qiao Zimo lives in one and she lives in one.

After going upstairs, she took out the key to open the door of her room, but I don't know if she was panicked, she couldn't open it, she was so anxious that she was sweating, and footsteps sounded behind her.

Qiao Zimo came up, and walked straight towards her, she became more and more nervous, the palms of the hands holding the key were sweaty, he stood behind her, his big hand reached over, directly wrapped her little hand, and then forced, the door clicked open.

She quickly entered the door, but there was no chance to close the door with his backhand, he had already followed, and pressed towards her step by step.

She nervously retreated, but the room was so big, she couldn't retreat at all, and finally her back was pressed against the wall, and he was already in front of him, and his head was bowed

Before the name of "Qiaozi" was shouted, his thin lips had blocked her pink lips, not giving her a chance to resist at all.

She and Qiao Zimo have been in love for ten years, she was kissed by him when she was fourteen, and when she was a teenager, the two of them couldn't help but kiss each other every time they met.

But now, she only felt panic and fear, she couldn't find any feeling at all, and the only thought in her mind was to escape, escape as soon as possible

But where can he escape, he is like a powerful lion, and she is just a little white rabbit waiting to be slaughtered, not to mention the strength to fight back, and even the ability to parry.

How Qiao Zimo took off her clothes, how she took off her last fig leaf, and how she put her on the large bed covered with rose petals

How did this happen, Xia Lan had no impression in her mind at all, the only thing she knew was her resistance and struggle when Qiao Zimo's whole person was covered

She tried her best to push him in, but where could she refuse? He kissed her lips, kissed her collarbone, and took advantage of her panic as he kissed her to the fullest

He eventually entered her body, and as a legal husband, her mind was full of shame and indignation, and tears were sliding down like beads of broken thread

And he kissed the crystal clear tears on her cheeks one by one, carefully comforting and caressing, until she was emotionally stable before proceeding to the next action