Heart-Seizing Contract: Mr. Lu's pet

An Ran stepped forward, trying to pull the man in the car.

The tears on her face made people feel pity. She was not very beautiful, nor was she that delicate, but her soft appearance always made people feel innocent when she smiled.

Such a woman should be loved by men, but unfortunately she has turned herself into a joke without knowing it.

In front of this man, she knew how ridiculous she was. Everything she did and entangled was dancing in front of him like a clown.

But what to do, she likes it, she never thought she would get it, she just wants to get closer to him, even closer, even if it's just a look, just a little closer.

"Miss An, please do it yourself."

An Ran's outstretched hand was blocked by Zhan Feng indifferently, so far, there is no intention of entanglement.

Originally, she didn't have to leave Jiangcheng, but after three or four times, An Ran still went to Lu's house unwillingly.

Bai Qilan's eyes could not tolerate sand, and what An Ran did was simply forcing the palace.

Even if Tong Yan pitied her at the beginning, it was impossible for her to bully her.

"No, as long as you say a word, I can really stop pestering you. I don't have to see you. I won't see you for the rest of my life. Don't let me leave Jiangcheng. I can't leave here."

An Ran grabbed the hem of the man's trousers, and with the help of the light cast every night, the shadow in the car was completely hidden in the darkness.

Lu Tingxiao's brows hidden in the darkness frowned, with a hint of impatience.

Seeing this, Zhan Feng asked An Ran to pull him away.

It's not bad if you don't do anything to you. If the trouble continues, it will not be as simple as leaving Jiangcheng.

"Lu Tingxiao, say something, say something!"

Seeing the indifference of the people in the car towards her from the beginning to the end, all of An Ran's anger and unwillingness poured out.

If she hadn't met him, she would have thought of nothing and hoped for nothing like she was in the orphanage.

Living a pure and simple life, God let her meet him, gave her fantasy and hope, but also gave her endless humiliation.

"Why don't you speak, don't you dare? I brought you back from abroad. Without me, you might have been eaten by wild animals. You have no chance to come back to see her. I just want you to say, why are you No, you dare not talk to me."

"You do not deserve!"

The man's deep voice came out lightly, spreading faintly throughout the dark night.

It was still the mellowness and magnetism in her memory, but it was as cold as a sharp sword, piercing into her chest.

The woman who was still struggling, seemed to have been drained of strength, sat limply on the ground, and suddenly giggled.

The smile on her pale face was strangely illuminated by the light, and the eyes that were red from anger were covered with bloody threads.

"No, I'm not worthy? In the end, I didn't even deserve an answer from you. No wonder I've been avoiding and ignoring me these days. It turns out that you don't feel sorry for me, but that I'm not worthy, and I don't deserve an explanation from you."

In the whole factory, only one woman's giggling and forgetful laughter was heard. Under the deep night, it seemed unusually strange and cold.

People who don't care often don't bother to explain, and people who know themselves often don't need to explain.

The car drove out of the factory, along the winding mountain road, all the way to the brightly lit villa.

When Tong Yan came out of the bathroom, she heard the sound from downstairs, and glanced at the two sleeping little guys in the messy room, so she could only hurry up to meet them.

As soon as the door was opened, that familiar breath came towards her wrapped in warmth.

Lu Tingxiao directly hugged her into his arms, and the kisses began to fall down densely.

"No, you'll wake them up."

Tong Yan pushed away the man on her body, and glanced at the two little guys sleeping soundly with their buttocks up on the bed, with deep smiles in their eyes.

Obviously, she is satisfied with her current life and cherishes everything she has now.

Lu Tingxiao frowned and said unwillingly, "Let someone carry them back to their room."

"I'm already asleep, why don't you let him stay here tonight, you go to the study for the night."

Lu Tingxiao: Does he look like someone who sleeps in a study?

Seeing the resistance in the man's eyes, the smile on Tong Yan's face became thicker: "You can't rob women with your own sons, right?"

The man raised his eyebrows, this sentence seemed to be stepping on the man's bottom line.

Tong Yan was picked up, so frightened that she hugged the man's neck subconsciously, with her legs wrapped around his strong waist, watching him carry her towards the study, she lowered her head and said, "What are you doing?"

"Let you know who you are."

The door of the study room opened, Tong Yan was placed on the desk, the man approached and pressed down, and the things on the desk were swept away by him.

Lu Tingxiao's kiss fell on her nose and forehead tenderly and tenderly, and his breath brushed the hair on her forehead, and a deep itchy voice came, "Whose woman are you?"

Do men have to be very fussy about such words?

Tong Yan curled her lips helplessly and amusedly, tightened her arms around his neck, and whispered, "I'm your woman, and I'm Lu Tingxiao's woman."

After speaking, she raised her head, and actively put her lips on his lips, presenting her to herself.

In a remote city in the west of China.

Unlike Jiangcheng at this time when the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, this place has just warmed up. There are no familiar magnolia flowers on the streets, and the wicker has just stretched out its tender green branches.

As soon as Fang Yiru got off the plane, he saw a familiar figure, and happily looked at the figure not far away and waved: "Rong Rui, I'm here."

Before the man could turn around, Fang Yiru threw down his luggage and rushed over, jumping into the man's arms.

The man subconsciously took two steps back due to the sudden force, but hugged him tightly in his arms, frowning and said: "Why are you so dishonest when we meet? Be careful, don't you know what's going on with you now?"

Rong Rui pulled Fang Yiru from his arms, looked down at her, with a light smile on her handsome face: "You are still the same, not old."

As he spoke, he looked Fang Yiru up and down, a little shy, but serious.

"Stinky boy, dare you say that I am old, don't think that I haven't seen you for a few years, you will be able to show off in front of me when you grow taller, take the luggage, where is the car?"

The pedestrians coming and going in the airport, Fang Yiru never cared about the eyes of those people, stepped on high heels, walked gracefully, and walked straight to the parking lot.

Rong Rui who was behind grabbed her luggage and hurriedly chased after her, and kept telling her behind her: "Go slowly, and be careful, why are you so grown-up and still as self-willed as before."

Rong Rui put away his luggage, and just got into the car when he felt his shoulders sink, and Fang Yiru, who was suddenly quiet beside him, plunged into his arms.

The woman's dull voice came from his arms, followed by the wetness from his burning chest...

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