Chapter Eighty-Six: The Tide of Love Is Like a Sea

In the co-pilot of the Lyman Hypersport world supercar, sat Shang Wu, who should have been a little flustered but extremely calm at the moment.

The city was very windy, but Lu Yiyou closed the car window tightly, for fear of revealing a little gap.

She turned her face to look at him, "You have already driven around the entire city, and you have to drive a few more laps, Young Master Lu, you can give you a number." ”

"Bang!"

The supercar suddenly stopped, and the huge tension made her body lean forward a lot.

His forehead slammed against the car window.

"Ride in my car, woman without a seat belt, you are the first."

Lu Yiyou's car stopped at the corner of the coastal road, and he said indifferently.

Actually, the woman who sat in this car, she was the first.

Shang Wu's face became a little unnatural because of his sudden words.

Obviously, he has not been close to women in the past three years, why is he becoming more and more sultry?

"Do you know why I chose this car?"

He didn't look at her, his eyes just looked straight at the slightly dark area ahead.

On the coastal road almost late at night, there was no one around.

Shang Wu felt that the atmosphere was a little weird, "Because you are the richest man in City A, and this car is a world-class supercar." ”

"Hmph." He sneered and turned his face to look at her.

In the dark car, the dazzling gaze is particularly hot.

"It only takes 2.8 seconds for this car to accelerate from zero to 100 kilometers per hour, and this feeling of speed will make my heart tighten, and this feeling of being suppressed and pinched is the feeling I felt when I heard the news of your death."

Over the years, he did not dare to forget this feeling, because only this feeling would make him feel that he was alive and not a walking corpse.

Shang Wu's heart was falling rapidly at a speed of kilometers per second, and the feeling of her chest dangling in the air made her eyes moist.

She felt sorry for his emaciated face, for his cold nature, and for him to rely on pain to remind him that he was still alive.

At this moment, she is no longer as calm as before.

These are all loaded.

At this moment, in front of him, in this night when no one was around, she just wanted to hug his ex-husband seriously and well.

She gasped and hugged him with tears in her eyes.

The distance from the passenger to the driver's seat is only one turn.

But—

Her hot embrace was met with his cold look.

A gentle but eager embrace, facing an unmoved cold man.

Shang Wu was stunned for a moment, and then quickly let go of him.

Could it be that something is wrong with her perception?

His words just now were not an emotional confession.

The person in the driver's seat stared at her eyes, there was still a trace of hatred in his eyes, and he laughed self-deprecatingly, "Shang Wu is right?" How did it feel to hang out with other men three years ago? How does it feel to run away from me? You left after knowing that I was already attracted to you, and even released false news about the tragic death in the sea, are you trying to deceive me for fun? ”

His words were so aggressive that Shang Wu wanted to explain, but found that he was speechless.

Where can it be explained?

said that she was deceived by Cheng Shiman so she took a fake photo, would he believe it?

Saying that she was chased and killed by someone with a butterfly logo so she hid and fled, would he believe it?

said that she had never missed him for a moment in the past three years, would he believe it?

No, he won't.

Judging by his cold, hateful eyes.

He didn't believe it.

Now in his eyes, she is just a woman who fled the country after messing with others.

Lu Yiyou's heart became indifferent little by little, she was silent, did not speak, and looked at the sea water without waves next to her expressionlessly.

She didn't even want to explain.

"Okay, I see."

After he finished speaking, he pinched her chin fiercely, much harder than before.

"Is it fun to sleep with other men? Do you desperately need a man? Am I not satisfied with you? ”

Listening to his vicious cynicism, Shang Wu tried his best to hold back the sour breath at the end of his nose, bit his lip forcefully, and widened his eyes, as if only in this way would the hot and humid tears not flow out.

As soon as Lu Yiyou's voice fell, the seat of the car slowly slid down until it was stable.

"I said I would make you remember me!"

He deceived her, didn't give her any chance to resist, grabbed her little head, and quickly captured her dewy red lips.

It was supposed to be a lingering kiss, but now it has a strong sense of punishment, and the force is so great that it makes her feel painful.

Several tosses and turns.

Her dewy red lips were flushed.

"Woo ......"

She begged him to stop in a hoarse voice.

"Let go... Let go of me..."

But he was unmoved.

In the dark, he looked a little sinister. Those inky eyes were all occupied by other emotions.

He pressed her against the co-pilot, unable to move.

Shrink back, he will press harder, lean forward, will only fit him better.

She didn't dare to advance or retreat, so she could only curl up in his broad embrace, letting him control everything.

Lu Yiyou's only reason at this time was lost in her silence and inexplicability.

Like a lion that erupted after three years of sleep, he frantically tore off the already wrinkled red robe.

Heavengaia's clothes are of high quality, delicate and silky, but they can't withstand such rough tearing like him.

She didn't have time to cover it with her hands, and every inch of her white skin on her body was revealed.

Before his eyes, everything was revealed.

Lu Yiyou's ink eyes were glowing crimson, with some angry light.

And that's just the beginning!

In the distance, there was a night breeze on the sea at night, and the sea surface became swaying, and the sea surface with small waves rippling slightly.

The sea crashes against the sand, sometimes high and sometimes low.

The luxury supercar parked at the corner of the highway rises and falls like the sea at this time.

Shaken and shaken, the turmoil was tight.

After a while, he left the cramped space.

Be careful.

Lu Yiyou sat in the co-pilot, a trace of fine sweat appeared between his handsome eyebrows, and the wind by the sea was a little cool.

He was about to open the window, but caught a glimpse of the person next to him sleeping.

The night was cold, and his raised hand loosened again.

He drove the car to Shangguan Yi's house, and two minutes later, Zhang Yingying ran out of the courtyard with a chatter, and even looked at Lu Yiyou with more blame.

Knowing that she returned to China today and participated in the art exhibition, she was going to let Shang Wu come to her house to stay for a few days, but who knew that she was robbed by Lu Dashao halfway through.

Zhang Yingying's expression was not very good.

Shangguan Yi looked a little embarrassed standing in the middle of the two, one was his old classmate, and the other was his wife who was about to pass through the door, and it was difficult to help anyone say a word.

He simply opened the car door and took the initiative to do something.

His hand was on the door, and he opened a gap.

Lu Yiyou immediately stopped him as if he remembered something.

Lovely people in the car...... Now I don't cover my body!

He quickly got into the car, picked up the delicate Gucci blazer in the back seat, and wrapped it tightly around her.

After getting out of the car, he opened the co-pilot's door and picked up the sleeping man, and his low tone couldn't hear the emotion, "Where to go?" ”

Zhang Yingying pursed her lips and pointed to the way to the guest room.

After settling the people who were sleeping in a drowsy state, Lu Yiyou's expression was cold, and the lights in the courtyard were very bright.

But it can't shine into Lu Yiyou's cold heart.

He asked, "Zhang Yingying, did you already know that she didn't die at all?" ”

Zhang Yingying nodded, facing Lu Yiyou's powerful aura, she wouldn't lie at all.

"Huh." He sneered, his eyebrows full of sharpness.

"Since you're going to get engaged, let her go?" There was something wistful in Yingying's tone.

Shang Wu has not been satisfactory in the past half of her life, and now that she has finally returned to China, let her do what she wants to do, and let her unfinished knot.

"Leave her alone? Who will spare me? ”