President Gao Leng's little wife

After meeting Ji Yunliang, Lu Xiaoying's mood suddenly became extremely depressed. Did she hang her head? Xia Yuluo tried to comfort her, but found that no matter what she did, she only responded with a few perfunctory words.

There are still some lumps in my heart that haven't been solved.

Xia Yuluo sighed secretly, she supported Lu Xiaoying's shoulder, hoping to lend her a little strength to her frail body.

After returning home, Lu Xiaoying said that she was tired and wanted to go back to her room to rest, Xia Yuluo didn't force her, and let her fall asleep after watching her drink the nourishing soup specially prepared by Mama Zhang.

"Young Mistress, someone left a bag of oranges at our door." Xia Yu went downstairs and ran into Mama Zhang who was holding a bag of oranges in her hand. Mama Zhang reported to her with a puzzled expression on her face.

"Oranges?" Xia Yuluo flipped through it casually, recalling what happened just now, her mind was like a mirror, she looked up at Lu Xiaoying's room upstairs, and sighed again.

"Young Mistress, you've been moaning and sighing lately, what happened?" She was always sunny and cheerful, but in recent days she had a rare sad face, and Mama Zhang noticed it too.

"It's nothing, Lu Xiaoying will wake up later, if you want to eat, please send her some oranges, and just say I bought them. Don't say anything else."

Zhang Ma nodded, Xia Yuluo sat on the sofa, a sense of powerlessness swept over her body, she looked at Lu Xiaoying in such pain, but she couldn't help her.

She closed her eyes. The complicated things made her anxious, and she felt more sleepy and dazed. A kind of tension and fatigue from the depths of her heart hit her brain like a storm.

She stumbled back to the bedroom and fell on the huge bed, like a drowning person who had just jumped into the sea and was rescued.

She was in a daze, as if she was dreaming or not, but suddenly she felt her body sinking, and the tip of her nose smelled the faint smell of the Norwegian forest.

She didn't need to open her eyes to know who it was.

It's strange to say that she has never seen Han Tianyi wear perfume, but his smell is mixed with the smell of tobacco, which is the smell of the Norwegian forest, so she can feel him with just her nose.

"Sleepy?" The man didn't completely press on her body, he carefully propped up on top of her, but lowered his head, rubbing against her smooth face.

"Well, I'm a little sleepy." Xia Yuluo rubbed her eyes, moved her fingers, and felt that she had regained a little strength. She looked up at the man directly above her.

Gazing at such a close distance, the man's face still does not have any blemishes, his pair of black wood-like eyes are full of watery light, like beautiful black crystals.

Han Tianyi didn't speak, but just stretched out his hand to caress her lips. She was so small and cute that she was itchy from being rubbed by him.

"Your lips are beautiful, only suitable for kissing and saying you love me." He stared at her, and said without changing his expression, his voice was like a magnet, attracting her both physically and mentally.

"Hmm..." As if to prove his own words, his hand carefully caressed her cherry red mouth, like a flower waiting to be picked, which seemed to be exuding an incomparable fragrance.

The seemingly absent fragrance hooked his heart, and it was deeply attractive, so he couldn't help but fall on it.