Hidden ex-wife is super difficult to coax

Everywhere, he tore down different photos and mentioned different festivals, all of which must be emphasized.

Three years, so many festivals, so many special days, I have to make up...

She wasn't sure if she would survive the night.

"Of course." Lu Yichen's eyes were full of desire, and his voice was hoarse.

Every day they are missing, he has to make up for.

"But if you can't stand it, I can make it up in installments." He added thoughtfully.

"..."

Also in installments...

Sheng Rou's eyes were dim with tears, and she pushed him back with her slender arms.

"No."

The word "soft" makes people go crazy.

Breathing heavily, big beads of sweat slipped from his handsome face, "You think I can't do it?"

The man charged even harder, all senses were stimulated to the highest point...

She was speechless, raised her slender arms, and the photos on the table flew down one after another.

Room full of romance.

……

When Sheng Rou woke up in Lu Yichen's arms, the room was dark, and it was hard to tell whether it was day or night.

When she moved, she wanted to cry.

"Lu Yichen, you bastard!"

"Well, I'm an asshole."

Lu Yichen responded with a good temper, turned on the light, and when the light went down, Sheng Rou couldn't help but close her eyes, and then opened them again, and saw him looking at her with a satisfied face and a refreshed look.

She suddenly became angry and raised her leg to kick him.

When I moved, it hurt even more.

"Don't move." Lu Yichen grabbed her slender ankle, lifted the quilt, and looked at it seriously, "It seems to be moving violently."

"Don't look!"

Sheng Rou's face flushed instantly, and she wanted to pull her foot back but it hurt too much, so she had to cover her head with the quilt aggrievedly.

Suddenly, a touch of coolness came.

After a few seconds of comfort, she suddenly lifted the quilt, "Lu Yiyi, what are you doing?!"

Lu Yichen was serious, "Give me medicine for my baby."

That expression, not stained with a trace of desire, was too serious.

Sheng Rou lay back depressed.

Forget it, what should be seen or not, what should be done and what should not be done, anyway...

After taking the medicine, he felt much more comfortable. Lu Yichen lay down beside her, brushed the hair around her neck, and kissed the back of her neck.

"Honey, I'm sorry."

Sheng Rou was exhausted and didn't want to talk to him.

Lu Yichen kissed gently, and his voice was even softer, "Three years have been holding back for too long, and I couldn't control my strength for a while, forgive me, okay?"

Sheng Rou choked on him with a muffled voice, "You are a man, there is always a way to solve it, did you really hold it back for three years?"

After holding back for three years, a normal man should be broken.

What's more, he is a person with such a large demand.

"That's not it."

He pointed to the densely packed photo wall, and said truthfully, "Every time I think about you going crazy, I can't help but look at your photo..."

He didn't say anything later, for fear of scaring her.

Sheng Rou was stunned for two seconds, then smacked the arm around her waist, "Lu Yichen, you are perverted!!"

Lu Yichen didn't hide when he was beaten, he tightened his arms, wrapped his little girl into his arms more tightly, smiled lowly, "Well, I'm perverted."

He had had the urge to go back to China to find her countless times.

Then, he was forcibly suppressed countless times.

But depression is not the same as relief.

Missing is like a balloon, it gets bigger and bigger and fuller.

Every time his longing turned into substance, he could relax and release only by looking at her photo.

Time and time again, through a difficult night.

Sheng Rou calmed down from her anger, and when she thought about it, she felt sore in her heart.

He was in more pain than she could have imagined.

Too much too much.

Thinking of this, she turned to face him, raised her hand and used her fingertips to trace his deep eyebrows, straight nose and well-shaped lips.

She frowned slightly and said, "I love you so much, too."

Love is never a one-way giving.

Lu Yichen's eyes trembled, and he looked down at her.

Eyebrows are deep.

Hearing these three words from the one I love most, the surge in my heart can't be calmed down for a long time.

He stared at her for a long time.

After a while, he bowed his head and kissed her ear, his voice hoarse and restrained, "What should I do?"

"Huh?" Sheng Rou felt his breath and his temperature, "What should I do?"

"I want to do it with you again."

The romantic atmosphere disintegrated in a second, Sheng Rou pushed him with a sullen face, "Don't go too far!"

Lu Yichen was not pushed away, but hugged her even tighter, "Idiot, let me just say, I won't force you if you feel uncomfortable."

He did what he said, and he really didn't insist on it all night.

But the next day...

In this way, for three days, for three full days, Sheng Rou never took a step out of the room.

The meals were prepared by servants, and Lu Yichen brought them in.

She was tortured so badly that she had no strength, so he hugged her and sat on his lap, fed her a little bit of food and soup, listened to her moaning and chirping, and pampered her to the core.

Sheng Rou is not a squeamish person, but he spoiled her so much for three days.

It wasn't until the fourth day, amidst her strong protests, that he was willing to take her out.

There is a big park behind the villa, which has a natural lake, shaded by trees, and the environment is excellent.

They interlocked their fingers and walked slowly along the lake.

Time seems to slow down, so slow that the wind is gentle.

The wind blew the white skirt and wrapped it around his black slacks.

"I'm going to be moldy if I stay in the room any longer."

Feeling the sunlight falling on her body, Sheng Rou complained, "We're here for our honeymoon, what's the point of staying at home every day without moving?"

Lu Yichen smiled lowly, "Didn't you move a lot in the past three days?"

"..."

He was already very thick-skinned in the past, and even more so after he got married, and he kept talking about yellow paint.

Sheng Rou pursed her lips, ignored his words, looked forward, and saw a small basketball court.

Lu Yichen led her and walked over, bent over and buckled the basketball on the ground with five fingers, and raised his eyebrows suddenly, "Do you want to watch me play basketball?"

Sheng Rou nodded, "Okay!"

She sat down on the bench beside the basketball court, and soon, the sound of a basketball hitting the ground came from her ears.

Looking at his flamboyant figure, she somehow remembered the scene when she met him in the old house.

Memory and this moment, the two images gradually overlap.

The sun fell on him, dyeing it with a charming and gentle luster.

Lu Yichen made a beautiful shot. The basketball made a perfect arc in the air and hit the basket.

He turned his head triumphantly, and saw Sheng Rou staring straight at him, a little lost in thought.

"What do you think?"

He walked up to her and waved his hand in front of her eyes.

Sheng Rou suddenly regained consciousness.

She raised her eyes and met his gaze, without saying a word.

He looked at her, and the fine sunlight fell through the leaves on her white and tender face, as if it was shining.

For a moment, he raised his eyebrows, as if he had thought of something.

He squatted down in front of her, as if returning to that moment, his sexy thin lips hooked slightly.

"You don't have a boyfriend when you come to Nancheng to go to college, right? How about thinking about me?"

Sheng Rou's beautiful eyebrows and eyes were curved, "Okay, boyfriend."

The wind rustled through the treetops.

Light joy is like a gray dog, deep love is like a long wind.

The love is separated by mountains and seas, and both mountains and seas can be flat.

Sheng Rou once thought he was the Wanmeng Xinghe she looked up to.

As everyone knows, since meeting her, Lin Dong has been in the galaxy forever.

She is the corner of his colorless sea of ​​stars, the bright moon.

(End of the article)