Han Yu's breath was very close, close at hand, and Ah Sheng's heart was raised to his throat in an instant.

"What do you do?"

She reached over and pushed Han Yu away.

The light was turned on by him with a "snap", only to find that his side face was a little red, and she didn't pay attention to him just now, but it was like a slap in the face.

Han Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he could see that he was a little displeased: "We are husband and wife, is it strange that a husband has *** for his wife?" He"

Ah Sheng was covered in a layer of sweat, and his voice was very cold: "I am a human being, not an emotionless puppet, I just married you, have you considered my feelings?" ”

Han Yu stared at her, spoke again, and his voice was suppressed: "Gu Sheng, if the person who is talking to you now is Lu Zichu, will you still refuse him?" Da"

"At least he never forced me."

Ah Sheng's words were tepid, but Han Yu's whole face sank when he heard it, thinking of the night when Wangjiangyuan lit up for most of the night, like a sharp knife cutting his heart.

Han Yu was full of jealousy and had nowhere to vent, especially when he saw her look, he was completely angered. I couldn't help but say that Han Yu clasped Ah Sheng's jaw tightly, and while his lips were pasted, his flexible tongue had already probed in strongly.

Ah Sheng's jaw was restrained, and he only felt that the kiss was extremely rough, entangled in her tongue, as if he intended to devour all the breath between her lips.

Ah Sheng stretched out his hand to push him, but he held down his shoulder and pressed directly on the bed, and tears of humiliation fell in an instant.

If it weren't for Han Yu tasting a faint salty taste, he might really have lost control and possessed her, but when she cried, he suddenly sobered up.

Looking at the tears that slipped from the corners of her eyes, Han Yu's heart seemed to be drenched in warm water again, and he regretted it indescribably.

Ah Sheng pursed her lips, wiped away the residual breath of Han Yu on her mouth, and lay on the bed quietly, and after a while, she said: "Han Yu, you are raping in marriage~." ”

Han Yu was a little annoyed, once upon a time, he was so mean that he lost his manly demeanor? Legally she was already his wife, and he said he was going to give her time......

The sentence "strong ~ violent in marriage" is like someone raising his hand and slapping him. What he wanted more than her body was her heart.

And he almost cut off all the back roads.

The room was silent, Han Yu did not stay in the bedroom this night, and Ah Sheng sat on the bed and slept for most of the night.

The child gently kicked her in the stomach, and she raised her hand and patted it: I'm sorry for making you so scared.

……

That night didn't happen sooner, it seemed to be just a trivial episode in life, and for the next week, the two slept in the same bed, but it was a bit like a dream in the same bed.

The body temperature of a pregnant person is higher than that of ordinary people, but she feels very cold when she lies in bed every day, and she lies on the edge of the bed every time, and occasionally wakes up in the middle of the night, and she will see Han Yu looking at her quietly.

"Afraid of me?" He asked, his voice a little hoarse.

She doesn't answer, sometimes she really doesn't know what she should say to him, what can she say? Marrying him, she is reluctant, there is too much helplessness, he knows all this, so what else does he want her to do?

"Ah Sheng, you talk to me." He raised his hand over, he was testing her reaction, seeing that she didn't dodge, his fingers finally fell on her face, and Wen Cun stroked: "Anyway, we are already husband and wife, and this day must go on day by day, huh?" ”

These days, sometimes when he comes back during the day, he will see her sitting on the balcony with her back to him, her words are still dull, her eyes are wandering, and she is indifferent enough.

Ren Yang secretly said that Ah Sheng is a piece of ice that is difficult to melt, only he knows that when she comes to the window to watch the scenery independently, her expression will only make people feel extremely quiet.

He has long passed the age of arguing with others, but in the face of her, he is occasionally angry, occasionally hesitant, occasionally overwhelmed, and occasionally ...... Look blank.

That night, she began to be afraid of this double bed, it was his fault, and he hated her for being afraid of him.

When he said these words tonight, he had the intention to alleviate the stalemate, and it was precisely because Ah Sheng saw that he did not say anything to anger him.

Ah Sheng said: "Han Yu, think about it from another perspective, I can't help but hate you." ”

Han Yu looked at her and didn't speak again for a long time, and then raised his hand and touched her head, and when he withdrew his hand, he said, "Sleep!" ”

She began to notice that after a few words that night, he came back less and less.

Few days...... ...... a week One month......

In his absence, she lived a quiet life, moving around the area on the second floor every day, reading, drinking water, and listening to music......

As the child gets older and older, he hides it every day, and he is so frightened, Ah Sheng's heart is not at peace.

Sometimes, she would look out the window for a long time, full of confusion about the future.

Perhaps, the so-called life is not to think about the future.

Without her consent, the domestic helper could not go up to the second floor. There is something about what these servants have said in private, but it can't get into Ah Sheng's ears, and naturally it can't enter her heart.

She finds something to do for herself every day, in an isolated room, without any communication and network facilities, only a landscape, and does not listen to the changes in the world.

……

At the end of May, his father was sentenced to 4 years in prison, Han Yu was in New York at the time, and the person who told her about this was Ren Yang, he said: "Madam, Mr. has done his best, but fortunately, it is only four years, and it is a matter of a blink of an eye." ”

She was making tea, listening