Mrs. Lu picked it up

Mrs. Lu was silent for a long time, and said in a low voice, "Go up."

Song Li went upstairs with the dinner plate, the door of the master bedroom was not closed tightly, Song Li pushed the door and went in, just as Lu Jingchuan took off his shirt.

The criss-cross wounds on the man's back were facing her. His whip wounds were much deeper than Song Li's, with thick blood scabs, and some scabs had black pits on them.

He was scalded by sulfuric acid in the hospital last time.

Song Li's body trembled, and her footsteps stopped suddenly.

If Lu Jingchuan felt something, he looked back and saw her, turned around abruptly, and faced her directly.

He has a well-proportioned figure, with a firm waist and abdomen. The beautiful mermaid line and abdominal muscles are submerged in the trousers. In the next second, Lu Jingchuan put on the shirt again.

Lu Jingchuan's brows were all cold, "It's been a while since we saw each other, and now you have such a hobby of voyeurism?"

The words were full of ridicule and contempt.

Song Li paused for a moment: "Mr. Lu's door is not closed properly."

If there was no one else around, she took the plate and walked to the indoor table and put it down, "This is what the old lady asked me to bring over."

He looked very bad, extremely pale, and his lips were bloodless.

As he said, they hadn't met for a long time, but Lu Jingchuan had lost a lot of weight.

"If Mr. Lu is free these two days, we will go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to go through the formalities and get the divorce certificate."

Lu Jingchuan paused, and sneered: "Why, are you afraid that I will rely on you?"

"That's not what I meant." Song Li said: "Dragging will affect your relationship with Miss Lin."

The familiar irritability almost occupied Lu Jingchuan's sanity, he kicked over the trash can, there was nothing to smash at hand, in a rage, Lu Jingchuan raised his hand and overturned the table.

The food was intertwined, the porcelain bowls and chopsticks crackled and shattered, and a crumb splashed onto Song Li's calf, causing a sharp pain.

This time, a line of blood came out.

Song Li backed away again and again, her body trembling.

Every time Jiang Feng hit her, he did the same thing. He lifted the table, picked up the stool, and smashed it on her head the next second.

Lu Jingchuan saw through Song Li's fear at a glance, and he came striding forward.

Song Li turned and ran, and when she was about to run out of the bedroom, there were hands on the door.

With a bang, the door closed immediately.

Her pupils shrank, and her body was pushed against the door by Lu Jingchuan.

He was very close, his shirt was unbuttoned, and Song Li could even feel the warmth of his body.

"Afraid of me? Song Li, when you came home with me, when you woke up from the bed, you were never afraid!"

He spoke slowly, word for word.

Song Li was rationally tense.

The chin was picked up by Lu Jingchuan. There was no makeup on her face, her small face was white and clean, her eyes were as clear as autumn water, and her lips were bright red, like budding petals, ready to be picked.

"Tell me, how did you get in touch with Gu Chu?" In a rage, all the words were said without brain thinking: "You haven't finished the formalities, so you're just thinking about finding a new home? You can't wait to pick someone, and choose Gu Chu." Didn't you inquire about his reputation before the beginning?"

"You are so boring, he will get tired of playing in a month!"

Song Li's pupils trembled, her back pressed against the door, and she didn't know what happened, but her heart hurt.

"Gu Chu is humorous and generous. Being with him for a month is much happier than being with Mr. Lu for a year... um..."

The lips were held by the man, and all the breath was plundered by the man in an instant.

Song Li's mind went blank for a moment, and when she realized it, she put her hands on the man's strong chest, trying to push him away.

The wrist was restrained, and the man aggressively attacked the city. She shook her head and struggled to avoid the man's kiss. Song Li was extremely angry: "Lu Jingchuan, I'm not Lin Shan!"

"I'm not a fool, so I can't even tell the difference between individuals."

He has a hoarse voice and has been married for a year. She knows all the changes in him.

The man's eyes were stained with lust, he was moved, and he leaned over with his lips close.

A tear fell down, Song Li struggled like a hand, Lu Jingchuan subconsciously let go.

He is not loose, according to Song Li struggling, he can break her wrist.

With her hands free, Song Li covered her delicate and charming lips, tears seemed to have opened up, and the tears flowed vertically and horizontally.

With a stuffy chest, Song Li looked at him with tears in her eyes, "Lu Jingchuan, we are fine now, if you don't love me, don't kiss me..."

"I wronged you with a kiss?"

Song Li was angry, and pushed him while talking: "Who do you think I am, of course I will be wronged if you kiss me! You have respected me..."

"Snapped!"

No matter how much she pushed, she couldn't shake Lu Jingchuan, and accidentally patted Lu Jingchuan's face with her palm.

The man was fair, and this "slap" left a slap mark on his handsome face.

The surrounding air began to stagnate, and the fine hairs stood upside down along the spine.

Lu Jingchuan reached out and touched the place where she hit.

One movement made Song Li's heart tighten.

"I did not do it on purpose."

Lu Jingchuan stood up straight, Song Li didn't dare to wait for Lu Jingchuan to speak, opened the door and ran out in big strides, as if there was a ghost chasing after him.

She ran out of the villa all the way, even if Mrs. Lu called her, she didn't dare to turn back.

Mrs. Lu happened to go up to the second floor. When she passed by the master bedroom, she saw Lu Jingchuan's gloomy face and the mess in the room, so she knew that her unlucky grandson had lost her temper again.

He couldn't breathe out immediately, and was wishing to slap him to death, when he saw the slap print on his face, small and very delicate.

Feeling refreshed in my heart: "You deserve it! With your bad temper, you need to be trained."

Mrs. Lu glanced at the room, and said harshly: "Don't eat if you don't want to eat, clean the room by yourself!"

These words sound familiar. He once made things difficult for Song Li in the hospital, even more exaggerated than Mrs. Lu.

Lu Jingchuan looked at Mrs. Lu suspiciously, and said in a slightly dangerous tone, "Grandma looking for someone to watch me?"

"Just your little shit, is it worthy of my trouble?"

……

Song Li ran all the way out of the gate, and the sound of a car engine came from behind, her eyes were full of nervousness.

She hit Lu Jingchuan with her hands.

That was Lin Cheng's demigod, he moved his fingers, killing her was as easy as crushing an ant.

The car window was slid down, it was Mrs. Lu's driver, Uncle Wang.

"Uncle Wang?"

"Young madam, old madam asked me to see you off, get in the car."

The old house occupies a large area, away from the hustle and bustle of the city. Although there is a group of villas here, it is extremely difficult to take a taxi.

Song Li was afraid that Lu Jingchuan would chase him, so she got into the car without much hesitation.

She asked Uncle Wang to take her to the set. When she got off the car, Uncle Wang called to stop her, handed over a lunch box, and smiled kindly: "Young Madam, this is prepared for you by the old Madam."

Song Li took it and said with difficulty: "Thank you, Madam, for me."

"You and the young master are well, this is the greatest thanks to the old lady."