As he spoke, he buried his head in the hair behind her, and his low voice was tinged with a hint of exhaustion, "Wanwan, I'm a little tired, let me sleep for a while." ”

Holding this soft delicate body in his arms, and smelling the faint fragrance of the woman's hair in his nose, Lu Hanting closed his eyes.

Soon, he fell asleep.

Xia Xiwan heard his shallow breathing, and he fell asleep like this!

He wasn't going to spend time with her. Night?

Today is the wedding night of him and Li Yanran, won't he go back?

Xia Xi moved.

The man in his sleep snorted, and the mute voice couldn't say sex. Feeling sultry, he muttered in a daze, "Wanwan, let me sleep in my arms for a while." ”

He was too tired and tired, it was already early in the morning, and it would soon be dawn, and he wanted to sleep for a while, but he was afraid that she would escape, and only by holding her in this way would he feel safe.

How scared he was, as soon as he opened his eyes, she was gone.

Xia Xiwan's heart was mixed with shame and resentment, as well as a faint grievance and powerlessness.

Her delicate body was pressed into his arms, and the man's charming masculinity shrouded her, like a dense net trapped her, as if she couldn't break free.

Maybe he can't break free, and he has to imprison her so domineeringly when he falls asleep.

The densely combed feather fluttered wetly, Xia Xiwan's eyes were red again in the man's arms, this way of imprisonment was not his silent and paranoid retention?

I don't know when she has become an obsession that he can't let go.

However, she still has to leave after all.

If she stays here, he will be subject to Li Yanran for the rest of his life.

She stays here and wants to share the same man with Li Yanran.

Her life shouldn't stop here.

She's leaving.

……

Early the next morning.

Lu Hanting slowly opened his eyes, he reached out to hug the soft and fragrant body, but there was nothing around him, and Xia Xiwan was no longer there.

All of a sudden, he fell asleep, his deep narrow eyes suddenly opened, and he sat up.

Where did she go?

There are bodyguards guarding outside, and she can't get out.

Lu Hanting pursed his thin lips into a cold arc, got up and got out of bed, he pressed the scar on his left chest with his big bony palm, a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and his handsome face gradually turned white.

It hurts.

The temperature on his body was also extremely hot, and the wound had been festered and infected by not treating it in time last night, and he had a high fever.

But the pain in his body was completely negligible, Xia Xiwan was gone, and he felt that his heart was empty.

Where exactly did she go?

The huge room did not have the shadow of Xia Xiwan, Lu Hanting quickly walked around, and then locked his eyes on the balcony.

He walked over with a steady step, and with a "whoosh", opened the curtains.

Xia Xiwan was still on the balcony, sitting quietly in the corner of the balcony with her two slender arms hugging herself, her palm-sized face was pillowed on her knees, and the densely combed feathers were hanging down one by one, and she was sleeping with her eyes closed.

The window opened a crack, the cold wind outside stirred the hair on her cheeks, and even the skirt on her body swayed in a cold arc in the air, and her whole person was empty and ungraspable.

Lu Hanting's heart ached, like a big palm pulling his heart hard, making every breath hurt.

Slowly stretching out his big bony palm, he picked the girl up.