Shen Zhiyi looked at the face that was close at hand, "What are you talking about?" ”

"Did Song Ming touch you?"

The man's voice was flat and abrupt, very different from the coldness in his eyes.

I don't know why, Shen Zhiyi actually sensed a hint of possessiveness. She sighed, "What? Your wife was touched by another man, and you feel uncomfortable? ”

The next second, a man's sneer came from his ears, "Can he touch you?" ”

Shen Zhiyi was ashamed and indignant.

Her secret, he was the only one to know.

And he, every time he quarrels, he will use her secret to maliciously slander her.

"Mr. Lin," she said, taking a deep breath and poking her nails into his chest, "don't you know that house flowers don't smell like wildflowers?" In your eyes, I am as dull as water, but in the eyes of other men, it may not be......"

She sat up straight, her breath touching the root of his ear, "A woman who is married to a woman often has a different flavor. ”

The hand that was holding her waist tightened suddenly, almost cutting her off.

She blinked, "Angry? ”

"Shen Zhiyi, have you thought about the consequences?"

Lin Yuzhou stared at her pale knuckles, and the tense consciousness in her heart was slightly dilated.

"What consequences?" Shen Zhiyi raised his chin mockingly, and poked his wound disapprerovingly, "The miserable person who is tortured by the consequences is not qualified to teach me a lesson." ”

She dropped the cotton swab and took off the coat of her dressing gown as she walked towards the bed.

Lin Yuzhou stared at the woman's back, was silent for five minutes, and suddenly got up and walked over.

Shen Zhiyi's wrist was buckled, "What are you doing?" ”

"Isn't it to fulfill conjugal obligations?"

Lin Yuzhou stared at her round shoulders, as well as the white ups and downs under her collarbone, and pulled her lips and smiled, "You have been married to me for so many years, but you have not been able to enjoy the happiness of being a wife, it is normal to have resentment." ”

He pulled her into his arms, "I'll satisfy you." ”

Shen Zhiyi was caught off guard, and his cheek pressed against the man's chest.

Before he could react, his jaw was clenched, and the dense hormones rushed straight to his brain.

She frowned, "Lin Yuzhou, are you crazy?!" ”

I don't know why, she always feels that today's Lin Yuzhou is different from before.

It's crazy, it's crazy not like him.

"Maybe," the man's breath pressed against her, with a somewhat hoarse tremor, "driven crazy by you." ”

Shen Zhiyi's pupils constricted.

The thin and cold breath made it close, and those bad pictures poured into my mind, and the pictures seemed to go back to six years ago, when her clothes were rudely torn apart.

She instinctively shook her shoulders and screamed with a dull face, "Don't! ”

In an instant, it is completely clean.

Lin Yuzhou looked at the woman's almost frightened face, took the initiative to pull the wet hair that was attached to her cheek behind her ear, and said lightly, "Do you want to continue?" ”

Shen Zhiyi gasped, his eyes glazed.

Lin Yuzhou sighed, got up and went to the bathroom with her.

Half an hour later, Shen Zhiyi had already changed into clean clothes and sat on the bed with a dull face.

"Are you going out?" Seeing the man come out of the bathroom to change into a dress, she instinctively spoke.

"Well," the man lowered his eyes, "something." ”

Shen Zhiyi instinctively raised his hand and grabbed his arm.

"Lin Yuzhou," she raised her eyes, her wet eyes were like poor stray cats, but with a little inexplicable arrogance, "We haven't divorced yet." ”

The man smiled lightly, his knuckles touching the woman's palm-sized cheek, "Do you want me to stay with you?" ”

Shen Zhiyi shook his head, "You have to accompany me." ”