Is Master Lu jealous today?

The night can be sensual, brave.

And, impulsive.

Sheng Wantang's head was a little hot, and his nerves became a little excited because of tension.

She didn't know if her current plan was right.

"Knock knock knock!"

Lu Jiyuan knocked on the bathroom door.

Sheng Wantang unlocked the door with a click!

The bathroom door opened a crack, and warm water mist came out from inside.

Holding Sheng Wantang's nightdress in his hand, Lu Jiyuan waited for two seconds, but he didn't wait for the woman to stretch out her arms.

"Sheng Wantang?"

He frowned, without thinking much, pushed the door open and went in.

As the white mist dissipated, the woman stood naked one meter behind the door.

The whiteness of that skin was Katsuyuki's whiteness.

It is delicate, like porcelain.

Every inch of the body is just right, it is the ultimate good figure.

Even when she saw him coming in, she didn't have any cover or panic, just stood there, looking at him quietly.

The originally delicate and cold eyebrows and eyes were steamed with a layer of obsession, and the watery eyes seemed to be calm, but under the pressure of haste, embarrassment, and tension.

"You...so you like this kind of stuff." Sheng Wantang looked at the nightdress in Lu Jiyuan's hand.

White lace.

Lu Jiyuan stood still, he took the pajamas casually, and didn't care what style it was.

He felt his throat dry.

Sheng Wantang's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the courage he had finally mustered up was mostly discouraged by his indifferent and restrained appearance.

Is this a normal man?

Would a normal man react like this?

Lu Jiyuan saw that the little girl's face changed visibly with the naked eye, that delicate face changed from full of nervousness to a bit annoyed.

The apprehensive look in his eyes turned into slightly complaining.

Lu Jiyuan unconsciously twitched the corner of his mouth, and walked towards Sheng Wantang.

The soft-soled home slippers stepped on the water stains on the bathroom floor, and there was a "da" sound!

"What do you want to do? Huh? Little girl."

He stood in front of her, looked down at her from a high position, and could see her in a glance.

But he didn't move his hands and feet at all.

"Please, Huan? Huh?"

"of course not."

Sheng Wantang could only look up at him, then suddenly reached out and grabbed Lu Jiyuan's tie, pulling him down!

The man was caught off guard and bent over.

"I think—" Sheng Wantang smiled slightly, her almond eyes formed a beautiful crescent moon, and she could feel that the two of them were so close that their breaths were intertwined, "Look at Fourth Master Lu, is it really as rumored by the outside world, no."

She glanced down, unable to see why.

Turning his eyes to the man again, he raised his chin arrogantly, and commented: "It seems that he might be a bad guy."

No man can tolerate such words.

Even knowing she did it on purpose.

Lu Jiyuan laughed angrily, and bent over to pat her face, with a low but ghostly voice, he said, "Sheng Wantang, are you courting death?"

Sheng Wantang hadn't had time to speak yet, the next moment she was carried by someone to sit on the sink. She was so startled that she let out an "ah", and a piece of marble coldness came from under her buttocks and thighs.

The man circled her between his body and the sink, and pressed her down with a fierce kiss.

He let her go when she was out of breath.

The man's face was still that handsome and perfect face, but at this time there was no restraint at all.

The black pupils are like spilled ink, and also like a bottomless sea.

It's all dangerous.

"Can I do it? Huh? Feel it?"

Lu Jiyuan's voice was hoarse and oppressive.

"Lu, Lu Jiyuan, you..."

Everything happened so fast that Sheng Wantang didn't realize that her voice was trembling.

Lu Jiyuan pinched her chin and stroked it with his thumb, murmuring like a lover, but what he said was:

"Sheng Wantang, remember, if you cry to death tonight, you deserve it!"

……

The lights in the main building were on almost all night.

When it was over, it was already dawn, Lu Jiyuan pressed the smart control switch on the bedside, and the windows were ventilated.

loose smell.

He subconsciously wanted to light a cigarette, but when the cigar reached his fingertips, he suddenly remembered that there was a woman beside him, so he put it down again.

Sheng Wantang curled up under the quilt, looking extraordinarily petite on the oversized bed.

She has a good figure, her collarbone and one arm are placed outside the quilt, her right-angled shoulders are particularly beautiful, and her collarbone is recessed, so that she can catch water when bathing her.

Her skin looked even paler against the dark sheets.

It's just that the traces of the dots are also very obvious.

Lu Jiyuan squinted his eyes, interrupting his thoughts so as not to think again.

Lu Jiyuan wanted to put Sheng Wantang's arm back into the cup, but as soon as he touched her, she shrank subconsciously and muttered in resistance.

Lu Jiyuan: "..."

He has such a... beast?

The woman was still sleeping, murmuring was a subconscious reaction, her brows were furrowed, as if she was uncomfortable.

Lu Jiyuan's fingertips lightly placed between her brows, smoothing her brows smooth, the tenderness of melting glaciers in his eyes.

But there was a click in his mouth: "Squeamish!"

-

Sheng Wantang woke up with a backache.

It feels like the body has been crushed and reassembled, all soft.

Outside the window is the warm winter sun.

It was past twelve noon.

Sheng Wantang didn't remember when she fell asleep, but she only remembered that she was taken to a bath by a man in a daze, and then she was subconsciously guarding against the man when she was half asleep and half awake.

Because before she fell asleep, no matter what she said, she didn't want it.

He turned a deaf ear, as if he was deaf.

Looking back now, she still has a sense of fear.

Sheng Wantang didn't understand.

Why is a man who pretends to be disabled and sits in a wheelchair and sits in an office all the year round has such good physical strength?

This unscientific.

Really unscientific!

"Madam, fourth master bought you some medicine, and said maybe you can use it." The maid whispered to Sheng Wantang a few boxes of medicine, all for external use.

When Sheng Wantang saw their effects, his eyelids twitched and his body hurt even more.

"He... didn't... He asked you to buy it?" Sheng Wantang was so embarrassed that her tongue got a little knotted, and her throat hurt when she spoke.

It was too loud last night.

"Hmm." Seeing the slight redness on Sheng Wantang's cheeks, the maid said, "Madam, are you embarrassed? There's nothing to be embarrassed about. Last night, sir, we knew that the sheets were changed."

The smile on that face was still ambiguous and narrow.

Yes, and change the sheets...

Sheng Wantang didn't want to say a word anymore.

Sheng Wantang originally asked Mu Ruyi to go shopping with her, but now her legs are weak when she walks, so she put her best friend's pigeons temporarily, and lay on the sofa to reflect.

What the hell was going on in her head to do such a thing and say such provocative words last night?

Wouldn't it be better to be direct?

Anyway, it's the wife he admitted, so what's wrong with being direct?

Why did she court death?

Don't ask, you will regret it if you ask.