Chapter 293: Forced Kiss

He put his briefcase on the couch and rushed to the bedroom.

The moment he pushed the door open, when he saw Shang Wu lying with his back to the door, Lu Yiyou's heart suddenly soured.

In the past, even if Shang Wu was not so happy, at least the corners of his eyes were bright, but now Shang Wu seems to have been drained of his energy and taken away his emotions.

After Lu Yiyou opened the door in a panic, when he saw her body lying on her side, his steps slowed down a little.

He walked over to the windowsill facing Shang Wu, full of distress.

Sure enough, just like Aunt Zhang said, there were still some blood stains seeping out of the corners of Shang Wu's mouth, Lu Yiyou suddenly a nameless anger rose from his abdomen, he remembered that in the villa of the Murong family in the city center today, Lan Muxian's face, that woman didn't recognize her child at all, and she would like to see Shang Wu so tired, such a ruthless woman is not worthy of Shang Wu at all!

Lu Yiyou's low magnetic tone was a little displeased, he walked up to Shang Wu and whispered, "Shang Wu, get up, your mouth hurts, I'll help you rub a little medicine." ”

Shang Wu obviously had his eyes open, but he didn't pay attention to what Lu Yiyou said.

Soon, Lu Yiyou's nameless fire rose from his abdomen to his chest, and then burst straight out.

He leaned over and pulled Shang Wu up with some force with his arms.

Shang Wu came back to his senses, looked at Lu Yiyou, and asked in surprise, "What are you doing?" ”

"Your lip hurts, I'll help you apply some medicine." He tried hard to hold back his emotions, so that he would not explode because he felt too sorry for her.

But Shang Wu just waved his hand and said, "No need, it's okay." ”

"Your mouth is full of blood, why is it okay? Do you know that the woman you have in mind is now sitting happily on the sofa in the villa, eating fruit and watching TV, she is very comfortable, and you?! ”

Lu Yiyou's ink eyes narrowed into a dangerous slit, and his mentality had already exploded when he saw Shang Wu's mouth covered in blood.

Shang Wu's shoulders were pinched hard by him and swayed.

It wasn't because of the physical movements that made her feel uncomfortable, but the words in Lu Yiyou's mouth made her tremble a little.

She pushed the tall Lu Yiyou in front of her, "You are talking nonsense!" ”

Shang Wu paused for a moment, and then said, "My mother won't be like this, she won't be like this, maybe she can't remember me for some reason, maybe she can't recognize me for some reason, maybe she wants to stay away from me for some reason!" That's my mother, how could she be so comfortable after rejecting me? ”

Lu Yiyou was upset and heard these words, and his whole person seemed to be ignited.

His slender fingers pinched her chin, as if to wake her up, and said, "I went to visit Mrs. Murong for you in the morning!" She is indeed very comfortable sitting on the sofa, reading the newspaper and eating fruit! ”

Shang Wu's eyes were shocked, she weakly asked Lu Yiyou to walk away, and grabbed Lu Yiyou's hand on her chin with her hand, "You go, you go!" ”

The last sound you go, almost yelling.

In fact, these days, Shang Wu basically hasn't yelled at Lu Yiyou, and even when the two of them quarrel and misunderstand, at most they are just disappointed by raising their decibels.

This roar made Lu Yiyou's whole person stunned.

He raised his hand again and pinched Shang Wu's chin fiercely, and his thin lips bullied her domineeringly, biting her lip without leaving a trace of tenderness.

And then there was endless tossing and turning.

This kiss is not a kiss that is deeply entwined with love, but a kiss with a little punishment mentality due to emotion.

Shang Wu struggled desperately, she refused to hear the words from Lu Yiyou's mouth, he knew that these things were her dead end, the root of her sadness, but he still recklessly tore her bloody new scars in front of her!

"Woo!"

But the more Shang Wu pushed, the more violent the other party came.

Unlike usual, this time there are a lot more domineering elements in it, if Lu Yiyou forcibly kisses her and restrains Shang Wu's hands, she has no room to resist.

In fact, although Lu Yiyou was angry in his heart, the actions under him could only be said to be domineering, not rude.

He bit her lip, little by little, encroaching on the sweetness that belonged to her.

This domineering and fierce kiss carries a sense of lesson.

But Shang Wu didn't accept this lesson, she leaned back desperately to refuse the kiss, but the more she leaned back, the more strength on Lu Yiyou's lips became, as if telling her that if she stepped back a little more, the more punishment she would get.

It's just that Shang Wu is also a paranoid person in front of Lu Yiyou, and he is still a paranoid to the point of boldness.

She leaned straight back, as if she was threatening Lu Yiyou with her body, if you don't let go of me, I'll fall hard.

Lu Yiyou finally let go of biting her lip, and when he pulled it away from her lip flap, he felt a sweet smell of blood.

It was Shang Wu who didn't care about the blood flowing from his mouth.

Shang Wu struggled for a long time, and her lips suddenly became empty, but she couldn't adapt to it for a while.

But soon, after she recovered, she pushed back very hurtfully, and on the oversized bed, Shang Wu had retreated to the other side of the bed, eager to get as far away from Lu Yiyou as possible.

This action made Lu Yiyou's crimson ink eyes dim.

He closed his dark eyes and brewed back the rude red in his sockets.

He lifted one leg and pressed it on the bed, but Shang Wu looked at Lu Yiyou with unprecedented indifference, and said in a cold tone, "Don't come here!" ”

Lu Yiyou's movements stopped, in fact, the kiss just now was just a kiss that he couldn't help but pounce on, he didn't know what to do to solve the anger in his heart at that moment.

Lan Muxian's ruthlessness is true, Shang Wu's loss of mind is also true, and his distress is also true.

It's just that Shang Wu is not willing to accept Lan Muxian's ruthlessness, and he doesn't know what Lu Yiyou has come into contact with today and the efforts he has made.

Therefore, at this time, in Shang Wu's eyes, Lu Yiyou is a bad man who lifts the scars that she has not yet begun to heal.

Lu Yiyou's body froze next to the bed, when he heard Shang Wu tell her not to come over.

"You choose, either you sleep on the couch and I sleep on the bed today, or I sleep on the couch and you sleep on the bed."

Shang Wu's cold expression was clear through the afterglow of the setting sun.

Lu Yiyou shrugged his shoulders puzzled, "Shang Wu, isn't this matter something that can be solved by whoever sleeps on the sofa and who sleeps in the bed?" ”

Shang Wu nodded clearly, "Yes, the matter between me and my mother is indeed not something that can be solved by me sleeping on the sofa and sleeping on the bed with you, but I think what you know is that the matter between me and my mother does not need you to say something from the middle." ”

Maybe it was Lu Yiyou's words just now that hurt Shang Wu's heart, which was already hurting, so Shang Wu's words at this moment seemed to be so clear.

Lu Yiyou suddenly felt sad, he took a long breath and looked at Shang Wu, a little disappointed, and a little helplessly sad.

He lifted his long legs away from the bed, "Well, I sleep on the couch." ”

After he finished speaking, the lonely back disappeared into the bedroom.

Aunt Zhang waited for the young master at the bottom of the spiral ladder, and the young master did wait, but she waited for the young master with black lines on his face.

She stepped forward, "Young Master, how is Young Grandma?" ”

Lu Yiyou, who is usually so rigorous, was so angry that he couldn't even speak at this moment.

He shook his head distraughtly, sighed, and said, "Aunt Zhang, you go down and rest first." ”

"But, you two haven't eaten yet!"

Aunt Zhang looked at the food on the table hesitantly.

Lu Yiyou glanced at the warm and hearty dishes on the dining table, his stomach seemed to be directly connected to his heart, and when he was unhappy, he didn't even have an appetite at all.

He shook his head, picked up the smart remote control on the coffee table, the sun was setting, the night was gradually about to be enveloped, in order not to make the hall look extremely cold, he turned on the warm yellow light in the hall.

"Aunt Zhang, you go to rest first, when she figured it out, come down to eat."

Aunt Zhang couldn't help but feel cold in her heart when she heard the young master say so coldly, but looking at the young master's appearance with black lines, Aunt Zhang didn't dare to bother more.

It's night.

It's dark and cool.

The warm yellow lights in the hall were always on, and the people on the couches were flipping back and forth.

As long as the ink eyes were closed, it seemed that they all felt the sweet smell, as well as the back of her lonely lying on her side.

Finally—

After tumbling on the sofa countless times, Lu Yiyou got up, put on the clean slippers at home, and walked quietly to the bedroom step by step.

He softly pushed open the door to the bedroom, still holding a medicine kit in his hand.

The breathing sound in the bedroom was a little short, and Shang Wu didn't sleep.

The lamp was turned off, Lu Yiyou walked to the chandelier, pressed it gently, and turned on the warm yellow chandelier.

Shang Wu's face was buried in the quilt, listening to the sound of breathing, she was awake, but she was reluctant to lift the quilt to see Lu Yiyou.

Lu Yiyou's bright silhouette looked even thinner under the warm yellow light.

His hand carrying the white medicine box is particularly good-looking, and the feeling of distinct knuckles is elegant and literary.

On the oversized bed, the place where Shang Wu was lying looked particularly petite, and in the next second, the side of the bed was dented a little, and it was Lu Yiyou who sat up.

He opened the medicine box, took out the ointment, and then seriously lifted the silk quilt that Shang Wu buried in his face.

Her delicate face was revealed, Lu Yiyou knew that she was awake, to what extent was she familiar with a person?

You can even tell if she's really asleep or pretending to be asleep.