Chapter 59: Gamble on Gamble

Feeling his tone become cold, Shang Feiwu shrunk his shoulders.

Some are afraid.

Holding his hand on the door, he hesitated.

"Bang-"

In the next second, the delicate door of solid wood was kicked open by him.

Shang Feiwu landed on the door and almost fell to the ground.

Lu Yiyou admitted that he was angry, but he didn't expect her to be against the door, let alone hurt her.

Seeing her sitting on the ground, the anger in his body disappeared in an instant.

"Are you alright?" He hurried over to check if she was hurt.

Hurt but not hurt, it was just so suddenly, the frightened Shang Fei danced and his soul scattered, tears hung on his eyes, and he was shaking.

The emotions that had been accumulating for a whole week exploded in an instant.

"Lu Yiyou, you bastard, you scared me to death!"

Lu Yiyou, who originally wanted to rush in and lose his temper, instantly became a good gentleman, looking at her face full of tears, and hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, don't cry, don't cry." ”

When she cried like this, Lu Yiyou felt guilty to death, as if she had committed domestic violence.

Shang Feiwu's tear-stained face was very aggrieved.

She beat his strong chest muscles while crying: "You bastard, you only allow the governor to set fire to the people and not allow the people to light the lamp, even though I am very good with that woman, I am not allowed to call someone else's boyfriend!" They also locked me in the car, and they were loving and loving outside with other women......"

She counted his faults, but Lu Yiyou was stunned.

Twisting her tear-stained little face, she asked, "Who am I loving and loving outside?" ”

Seeing him refute, Shang Feiwu cried even more fiercely, "Don't hide it, I can see the bruises on your neck." ”

Lu Yiyou held her hand and was stunned, "Blue? ”

He frowned, "So you're so angry that you ignore me for a week?" I still run into the guest room every day, as if I am a plague god? ”

He pinched her chin and asked, "Huh?" ”

Lu Yiyou's beautiful voice is particularly tempting in the dark night.

Shang Feiwu, who was collapsing, was hugged in his arms and gnawed wildly before he could react.

He kissed her forehead, kissed the tip of her nose, kissed her tear-stained cheeks.

Then he whispered in her ear, "Fool." ”

"You're a fool, your whole family is a fool!" Shang Feiwu scolded incomprehensibly.

She's not a fool, she's a flesh-and-blood person with real feelings.

Lu Yiyou's head was full of black lines, "The person who scolded me like this last time, the whole family went to prison." ”

Shang Feiwu hurriedly shut up in surprise, this cute appearance made Lu Yiyou laugh.

Feeling that she was being teased, she angrily pushed away the person who was holding her, "Go away." ”

"Where to go? This is my home. ”

"Your family is amazing, isn't it?"

"Well, that's amazing."

He said one sentence after another, and then there was a head.

The angry Shang Feiwu spun around in place, and when he saw her stomping her feet and not speaking, he pounced straight down.

Horizontally threw her down on the bed.

Holding her face with a big hand, she said softly, "I didn't love other women outside, as for the bruise on my neck, it was just a misunderstanding." ”

People who rarely explain, once they do, are hard to believe.

Especially for people like Lu Yiyou, the world is his, and when he doesn't want to explain, he really doesn't need to explain.

But the moonlight was over, he explained to her.

What could she do not believe?

He wrapped his arms around her tall and kissed her down the wall to the bathtub.

"You've got oil paint on your feet."

"Huh?" She still didn't come out of this affectionate kiss.

"Want to wash it off?"

She looked down at her ankles, which were dirty.

I've been studying art for a long time, and many times my body is a mess and I don't have time to take care of it.

This little dirt is still bearable.

She shook her head in confusion, but he forced her into the bathtub.

The warm water slowly rushed down and poured on her.

Lu Yiyou smiled and "intimately" helped her take off her clothes.

He ran to the other end of the tub and delicately and attentively helped her rinse the oil paint off her ankles.

These paints do not have to be dirty, they need to be scrubbed repeatedly to be clean.

She felt an itch in her ankles, a tickle that tickled her heart.

She snorted, "Don't, don't......"

Just washing her ankles, she felt wet.

"Uh-huh......" a grunt of satisfaction echoed throughout the bedroom.

Lu Yiyou's gentle face was full of ruffians, and when he saw that she couldn't stand it anymore, he deliberately raised one toe, and her porcelain-white skin looked white and pure in the warm yellow light.

The tip of his warm, moist tongue was broken at his ankle.

"Hmm—" she covered her mouth, not daring to snort.

It feels wonderful.

"Don't, don't wash it, I'll do it myself." She gasped and refused.

"How can you come by yourself?" His voice was already tinged with emotion, low and charming.

The tip of his tongue from ankle to toe, did not let go at all, and the strange feeling made Shang Feiwu ashamed, drunk and dreaming to death.

Finally—

She gasped for breath and lay on his broad shoulders, shaking with satisfaction.

When his expression was distracted, he found that the person on the other end was laughing and confused.

Moreover, it is still a naked ridicule.

He looked up, the tips of his hair were wet, and drops of water dripped from the tips of his jet-black hair and landed on his sharply defined face.

Lu Yiyou smiled, like a spring breeze floating, demagoguery.

She was obsessed with it, and his words were like pouring cold water.

"Not so soon?" There was also a sneaky smile lurking on his handsome face.

Shang Feiwu took a heavy breath and calmed down from the tremors for a long time.

She raised an eyebrow, "Do you think you've been for a long time?" ”

There was a hint of provocation in her playful eyes, just waiting for the other party to be angry for a moment.

Sure enough—

Lu Yiyou got up and bullied him, "Well, I've been for a long time. ”

He paused, then said, "I thought you'd seen it so many times before?" ”

Her face suddenly turned red, and she looked particularly shy in this moisture.

Shang Feiwu's slender and good-looking fingers turned the hair on his shoulders, "I've seen it, I've seen it, but today, don't you dare to gamble, it won't take more than three minutes." ”

"Oh? What to bet on? ”

"Who's going to make tomorrow's breakfast."

"Bet on it! It doesn't matter if you have two more minutes. ”

Following.

Lu Yiyou's handsome face was a little tired, dragging a tired body to work in the kitchen.

Aunt Zhang was stunned at the door carrying the hairy crab she had just bought from the seafood market......