His Dearest Wife

Chapter 38

"From now on, you'd better pay attention to every word I say, including my tone, or you'll only cause yourself more trouble." Feng Yu didn't like to be ignored because she didn't have such power.

"I remember that. I will never do it again." I don't know whether it's because his aura is too compelling or because his tone is full of coldness. Lin Xiangxiang even has no courage to refute him. He lowers his head like a child who has made a mistake.

"What did you do in the afternoon?" Feng Yu asked coldly.

Miss Lin bit her lip. Damn, this man is too broad. Will she be controlled by him everywhere in the future?

"Look I went to the cinema Lin missed talking, only to find stuttering.

Feng Yu's face was more gloomy: "is the movie better than me?"

Miss Lin's expression, the man began to narcissism, she stared at his gloomy eyes, small head involuntarily point.

All of a sudden, his slender fingers clasped her chin, thin lips crazily rolled her small mouth, severely punished.

"Well..." The breath suddenly taken away makes Lin miss the blank in her brain. She instinctively reaches out to push him.

But, the man is strong like a wall, steady silk does not move, on the contrary plunder strength, more ruthless.

Lin missed that he was going to bite off his tongue. Clumsy and green, she couldn't keep up with his rhythm.

Breathing stifled, the heart also seems to be disturbed, Lin Miss snow-white face, like fire, red and hot.

Damn bastard, there are still people in this hall. It's really humiliating for him to belittle her like this.

In the end, her tongue was not bitten off by him, but her soft lips were red and swollen, and slightly painful.

"Next time you're not good, there's more than one kiss." Seeing her aggrieved and stubborn eyes, Feng Yu was stunned, coldly dropped the sentence, turned around, wiped her shoulder, and went upstairs.

Seeing the gray gold weaving robe he dragged on the stairs, Lin Xiangxiang clenched his fist angrily.

Just now, I really hated that I didn't have the courage to punch him in the face.

Is this man really king? It's so hateful. I only bully her.

Standing in the restaurant, waiting for the cloth, uncle Quan naturally saw this scene.

Seeing Lin's red eyes, he quickly came over and said with a smile, "don't be angry, young lady. The young master has been waiting for you for more than an hour. He called us at noon and asked us to prepare a big dinner to celebrate you. If you come back late, he will be angry."

Miss Lin was stunned, but tears still rolled down.

Who cares about his dinner? She won't starve to death.

She wiped her tears, turned and shuffled up the stairs.

Uncle Quan looks at Lin missing crying like a child. He can't help sighing. After careful calculation, the young grandmother is not old, and she is really childish. The young master is calm and calm. He's afraid that this marriage can stand running in.

She can only understand Feng Yu's kindness.

Lin Xiangxiang came to the bedroom door carefully and looked inside. He didn't see Feng Yu.

This just dark relaxed breath, the vision looked toward the back of several rooms, the light of his study is on.

Put the bag, Miss Lin fell into the sofa, ran for a day, very tired, but the thought of Lu Chen returned home, her nerve was yanked.

"Lu Chen, why do you want to come back at this time?" She thought sadly in her heart, buried her face in her palm, and her eyes were astringent.

No matter how pure her former feelings were, now she can't go back. She has married another woman and can only bury her deep feelings in her heart.

After sitting for a while, she took her pajamas into the bathroom, took a bath and came out. She was ready to go to bed.

Maybe I was really tired, and I fell asleep in a daze. I don't know how long ago, I felt a big hot palm touching her smooth abdomen.

"Ah..." Miss Lin took a breath and woke up.

When the beautiful eyes are lifted, under the dim yellow wall lamp, the cold and solemn facial features of men are close at hand.

"Feng Yu..." She called his name a little flustered, stretched out a small hand, to press him on the belly of the big palm push away: "don't do this, I want to sleep."

"I'm not satisfied, you can't sleep." The man suddenly bullies the upper body, thin lip fiercely and domineering locks her small mouth.

It's more than half an hour's toss. Miss Lin is suffering. She endures it. When the man lies down like a wolf, she is relieved. She hugs the quilt horn on one side and goes to sleep again.

Although Feng Yu was satisfied, his heart was still blocked.

He contacted a woman who was not as passionate as a charming little wild cat and lured him with all kinds of postures.

But this one he married, he pretended to be dead on his bed. If he didn't deliberately hurt her and let her cry, he really doubted whether he was raping 8 corpses.The more I think about it, the more depressed I feel. As soon as I sweep my eyes, I see that she has fallen asleep heartlessly again. The evil spirit in my heart can be released even more, so I have to take her petite body into my arms to fill the void.

Miss Lin was scared to wake up again. She strained her nerves and waited for a while. Seeing that the man didn't take the next step, she had to go back to sleep.

The next morning, Miss Lin was awakened by the alarm clock. When he got up, Feng Yu was gone.

Thinking of his first day at work today, Lin Xiangxiang didn't dare to neglect him. After washing up in a hurry, he put on a light makeup and pedaled downstairs.

"In a hurry to get reincarnated?" Unexpectedly, as soon as she ran downstairs, she almost ran into someone.

The top of his head came the man's displeased sarcasm. Lin Xiangxiang had to laugh and explained, "I'm going to be late for work. Could you please send me a car?"

"I'll see you off! Anyway, it's on the way Feng Yu's sexy thin lips, with ulterior motives.

Lin Miss Mou color a dismay, difficult to set channel: "really along the way?"

That pair of suspicious big eyes, immediately make Feng Yu displeased: "don't sit on their own walk out."

"No I want to sit Lin was in a hurry.

"Go to breakfast." Feng Yu Bingzhao Junrong, no good airway.

Lin immediately ran to the table, took two pieces of toast and a bottle of milk and ran over: "can we go now? I'm going to be late! "

"I'm not allowed to eat in my car!" Feng Yu reminds her coldly.

Lin was so surprised that he had to rush the bread into his mouth. As soon as he ate one piece, he stopped it and quickly unscrewed the milk cover to drink milk.

A big hand angrily stretched out and patted her on the back twice: "roll over!"

Miss Lin Shun this tone, looking at the man's face, mouth inexplicably Yang for a while, but this smile, even she did not notice.