C408 For the First Time She Took the Initiative
Lu Yiran saw that Han Zhiyu did not resist and could not wait to lower his head.
Han Zhiyu only reacted when she sensed Lu Yiran's hot breath sweeping over. But it was already too late.
Han Zhiyu clearly felt that his body was tightly locked in his embrace.
Lying on the bed sheet, her body did not dare to struggle greatly.
At this time, if Lu Yiran struggled, the situation might not turn for the better. Instead, it would be even more impossible to stop him.
. . .
The dizzy Han Zhiyu immediately spoke to stop Lu Yiran when he finally let go.
"Don't!"
"Treasure, don't reject me!"
Lu Yiran whispered softly into her ear.
The soft jade was in her arms. The arrow was on the bow. He really couldn't stop now.
Han Zhiyu was provoked by Lu Yiran's voice and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
This Lu Yiran really bewitched people and challenged her rationality.
Just when Lu Yiran thought that Han Zhiyu would not refuse and lowered his head to continue, he heard another rejection in his ear, "Lu Yiran, don't!"
It was not that he did not want to, it was not that he did not want to.
She wanted to, but she could not.
Lu Yiran endured the pain. His voice was too hoarse, mixed with the pain of enduring.
Han Zhiyu's body was thirsting for it. Reason told her to refuse.
Conflicts ran through her mind.
She was not a pretentious desire. She didn't want it, it was just. . .
"Lu Yiran!"
Han Zhiyu's breathing was also very rapid, and her body was also very uncomfortable after being tormented by him.
"Give birth to a child that belongs to us. "
Lu Yiran looked at Han Zhiyu with a deep look. There was a deep emotion hidden in his eyes.
Adding the previous few times, this was the third time he made this request.
He directly told Han Zhiyu about the situation that Han Zhiyu was worried about, which made her distracted for a moment.
Lu Yiran's breath had already swept across her abdomen. Han Zhiyu's entire body seemed to have been splashed with a basin of cold water. She lifted her leg and subconsciously kicked towards the man who was slowly moving down.
Time seemed to have stopped.
Han Zhiyu did not expect Lu Yiran to suddenly raise his head.
Her kick landed right on his face, and her little white feet pressed against his handsome face.
With the light from the corridor, she could see that Lu Yiran's face was already dark.
She subconsciously wanted to withdraw her leg, but a big hand grabbed her ankle at this moment.
The burning hot palm, the burning heat.
Han Zhiyu grabbed the blanket with both hands and waited for the expected anger.
Any man who was rejected would get angry, not to mention she would kick his face.
Just as she was about to speak, she heard Lu Yiran ask in a hoarse voice, "You really don't want to?"
He knew very well what her body was thinking.
But the strength of her kick just now, he knew very well that the little girl was seriously rejecting it.
"Un. "
Han Zhiyu answered.
"Go to sleep. "
In the end, Lu Yiran let go of her feet, pulled the blanket over her messy clothes, and got off the bed.
"Where are you going?"
Seeing Lu Yiran get off the bed, Han Zhiyu subconsciously reached out and pulled him, even though she kept saying to let him sleep in the guest room. However, she just kept saying what she wanted to say.
"Take a cold shower. "
Lu Yiran looked at Han Zhiyu on the bed and angrily squeezed out four words from between his teeth.
He looked like he was on fire. She did not want to help him with the fire, and he could not force her. Besides taking a cold shower, what else could he do? He was desperate.
"Lu Yiran. "
Han Zhiyu looked at the man's sullen handsome face. She did not loosen the grip on her hand. Instead, she pulled the man slightly to the side of the bed. She used one hand to support herself and sat up. She half-knelt on the bed and her two hands were on the side of his waist. It was the edge of his body.
"Treasure?"
Lu Yiran's pupils contracted.
He looked at Han Zhiyu in disbelief as if he had been struck by lightning.
Was this an illusion?
Han Zhiyu's face turned even redder after Lu Yiran called her that. She must have been in a trance just now before she suddenly got up and became in this position.
At this point, she could not back off. She closed her eyes and pulled with both hands. She lowered her head and went up to Lu Yiran.
Lu Yiran's five fingers were in Han Zhiyu's black hair and his palm was slightly tight. He pressed one hand on her shoulder and could not tell if he wanted to push her away or if he was too excited.
It seemed like this was the first time she had taken the initiative to do so.
This feeling was different from what he had in his mind, but it was another kind of extreme that made his blood boil and every pore expand.
It was far from enough, but it was also enough to satisfy his craving.
The night gradually deepened.
Han Zhiyu's mouth was a little stiff. Her head was buried in Lu Yiran's embrace, and the heat on her face had not dispersed for a long time.
This kind of experience was not good, but in his mind, he thought about the extremely sexy voice that came from above his head not long ago, as well as his cheeks that were held up after it ended. He found his lips and seemed to want to swallow her into his stomach.
Because it was him, he was willing to do it.
He could not help hugging the man's arm tightly and sending himself deeper into his embrace. He felt the man's arm tighten and there was no gap between the two of them.
A kiss landed on her hair.
At that moment, Han Zhiyu made up her mind.
Perhaps she could really fulfill Lu Yiran's request and have their children again.
The corner of her mouth couldn't help but curve up.
The night was long, and the two of them slept in each other's arms.
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The next day, in the villa of Lu Family, there was a layer of melancholy.
After Wen Jingchun finished her breakfast, she took a parcel from the maid and opened it.
With just one look, it was as if she had seen the scariest thing. Her face was completely pale.
The maid beside her looked at her worriedly, "Madam, are you alright?"
"I'm fine. " Wen Jingchun pretended to be calm and put the photo back. She got up and walked towards the bedroom.
At the top of the stairs, she turned back and instructed the maid, "When Young Master comes back, remember to let him return to my room. "
"Understood, Madam. " The maid answered.
It was not until Wen Jingchun returned to her room and locked the door that she felt the blood in her body start to flow back.
The photo in the envelope was none other than the bracelet that she had lost.
It was because she had worn it for too long that she could recognize it with a single glance.
When she sent people to kidnap Feng Xueqing that day, she accidentally left the bracelet at the scene. Although she sent people to look for it afterwards, there was no result.
During that period of time, she kept reminding herself to be on guard, worried that the bracelet would be picked up by Feng Xueqing's people and her identity would be exposed soon.
Perhaps God really heard her desire and no one investigated her.
This also made Wen Jingchun even more determined that the bracelet really fell off.
So, for safety's sake, she could only let the designer from before make another one to cover up the truth.
Now, this photo was like a blow to her head, making her feel that the hard work she had put in during this period of time was like a blow to her head. It was like a joke.
It went without saying who sent the photo.
Wen Jingchun was just curious. Since he had something on him, why didn't he just go to the door and arrest him?
Or maybe he just used the photo as a smoke grenade to confuse her.
In a moment, countless thoughts popped up in Wen Jingchun's head. Her face became uglier and uglier. Her fingers that were holding the photo also turned white. The fear in her eyes gradually faded and was gradually infected with unwillingness.
She had gone through so much hardship to reach this step today. How could she casually give it to someone else? She couldn't do it!0
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