Chapter 118: Last Night's Man

As he spoke, his big hand grabbed Wen Ning's soft little waist and slowly slid down the undulating lines.

The action is slow, but it is full of meaning.

Wen Ning's body froze.

He's a bit too much today!

In the morning, she slept in a daze, which made her feel pain all over, and she slept until noon.

I thought that the night would definitely be gone, but he seemed to be more interested in the evening, and after making it for so long just now, was he still not satisfied?

But she really hurts!

It's been many times, but I still can't get used to it.

However, tomorrow she must go to Yan City!

So, I can only try to please him today.

She didn't know what to do, and she didn't take the initiative, so she could only follow his example and touch him around.

However, she really couldn't think of any fun in this way, why was he so interested?

Soon, her jerky touch was like lighting a fire on him, and he couldn't control it anymore, so he turned over and pushed the person under him.

The bed swayed for a long time, and the low whimpering and wheezing continued for a long time.

One. Night, simply not enough.

The next day, Wen Ning got up early in the morning.

When I got up, I saw that Lu Yanci was already at the dining table.

He held a thin white bone china teacup in one hand and slowly flipped through the newspaper that had just been delivered in the other.

He was still wearing a thin white striped haute couture shirt and black trousers, noble and cold, just sitting there made people feel imposing.

Wen Ning looked at him, feeling that he couldn't overlap the person from last night with the person in front of him.

Last night, Lu Yanci was wild and arrogant, as if he wanted to eat her, his eyes were full of red bloodshots.

And the person in front of him is cold and noble, even with the appearance of holding a teacup, he also exudes a sense of nobility and elegance.

Is there such a big gap between one person?

Feeling Wen Ning's gaze, Lu Yanci put down the teacup in his hand and looked over.

She wore a loose knitted white sweater, which looked very thin.

Inky black hair was scattered behind him, covering the small half of his back.

Because of the black hair, the skin becomes whiter and the eyebrows and eyes are more delicate.

And in the past few days, Zhang Hua didn't know where to get a set of health packages, she was very used to eating, but she grew a little meat, her small chin was not so sharp, and it felt better to the touch.

His gaze lingered on her face for a few seconds, then slowly slid down to a slender, white neck, which was marked with a few dark red marks.

It's his masterpiece.

He looked at it for a while, the darkness in his eyes deepened, and his voice became a little hoarse, "Up?" Why don't you sleep a little longer? ”

As if knowing what he was thinking, Wen Ning became a little cramped.

The soft white hand grabbed the sweater, bit his lip, and said softly: "You promised me that you would take me to Yan City today." ”

Lu Yanci looked at her shy and petty look, his eyes softened a lot, and his voice was still faint: "Come here!" ”

Absolutely!

No refusal!

Wen Ning had no choice but to walk towards him.

Before he could get to him, he fished him out and sat on his lap.

He circled her with one hand and brought the steamed egg with milk that had just been delivered with the other, "Think about it like this?" ”

Wen Ning thought he was going to repent, so he nervously held the small cup with steamed eggs, and said softly: "Do you want to repent?" ”

Lu Yan glanced at her with a smile, and his voice was a little cold, "In your eyes, I'm the kind of person who is easy to regret?" ”

Wen Ning held the small cup tightly and stopped talking.

It's not just easy to renege, it's simply not keeping promises, and not keeping promises!

Lu Yanci combed the tiny hair on her cheek behind her ear, and said in a deep voice, "You can sleep until noon and we'll go over." ”

Wen Ning breathed a sigh of relief and let go of the small cup.

Lu Yanci realized that she had been holding the hot cup just now.

He frowned, took her hand and looked at it, and found that the white palm was already burning red.

His eyes darkened, and his voice sounded a little cold: "Wen Ning, you will hold on to this hot thing in the future and don't let go, see how I clean you up!" ”

Wen Ning was like a schoolboy who had made a mistake, and whispered to defend herself, "It doesn't hurt." ”

As soon as Lu Yan heard this, the qi in his heart that had not been extinguished began to hit his chest again.

What happened last time gave him a big mental shock.

So much so that now, when he heard her say the word "it doesn't hurt", he felt uncomfortable.

Wen Ning's extremely forbearant personality made him feel very tricky.

Even if her palm was stabbed and her little finger was clipped, she could endure it without crying or making trouble.

What's even more terrifying is that she broke her ribs and looked like she was going to die, if he didn't look for it, she could wait for death quietly.

She didn't seem to care about death.

It's like, there is nothing in this world worthy of her nostalgia, even if she dies soon, it is not a big deal.

This terrible forbearance and quietness made him feel that she was a closed loop, without a gap, and he had walked for so long, but in fact, he hadn't walked in at all.

In fact, a few days ago, he had let her slowly develop some little temperament, knowing that when it hurts, it hurts, and when she wants it, she will say she wants it, and she will refuse when she doesn't want it.

Although it is sometimes annoying, he also finds it cute.

He felt that everything was going in a good direction at that time, but now, because of his mistakes, everything seems to be back to square one.

The thought of this darkened his eyes.

He took her hand, held her injured hand in the palm of his hand, and gently pinched the soft little finger, "Does it still hurt?" ”

Wen Ning shook his head, as if he didn't care about the little finger at all: "It doesn't hurt, I don't feel it." ”

In fact, it still hurts, especially when you get outside, the position of the little finger hurts.

It's just that she doesn't think it's so important whether it hurts or not.

Anyway, he also lost money, although it was not much, and he cut it in half, but he didn't fight for it in the first place, so it doesn't matter.

After breakfast, Wen Ning quickly changed his clothes and waited for Lu Yanci in the living room.

When Lu Yan resigned, he looked at her in a winter coat that was not too thick, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Turning his head to Zhang Hua and said: "Bring her two more clothes, it's not more convenient than at home, we won't come back to live tonight, bring the medicine and the usual things." ”

After a pause, he said, "Bring some of her favorite snacks, some of which can't be bought there." ”

Zhang Hua: "Yes, little third master!" ”

Lu Yanci took the small white cashmere shawl in Zhang Hua's hand and put it on Wen Ning.

He moves slowly, and when he does all this, he seems to be very skilled, as he has done many times.

Wen Ning looked at his almost perfect side face, and there was a trance for a few seconds.

If he does this, she will feel that she is loved.

That little bit of rare tenderness and warmth is what she wants to crave all her life.

But she came to her senses immediately.

She told herself over and over again how cold-hearted this person was.

Now it looks good to her, but when it really comes to something, he will never be biased towards himself.

It is estimated that when he gets tired of playing, even if she dies in front of him, he will not frown.