Possessiveness: The private little wife of the paranoid CEO

A whole/seven days and seven nights.

Shi Ran was so angry that she ran to the guest room to rest for a few days before starting to pack her things and leave again.

Too bully.

She went downstairs with a small suitcase, and the wheels slid on the Guanghua ground, making the sound of rubbing against the ground.

Just a few steps down the stairs, Lu Beiyan sat on the sofa with two buttons of his pajamas unbuttoned, and a few scratches on his collarbone were very obvious.

The thick ink-like pupils lifted up and fell on her, their eyes were deep and unfathomable.

Shi Ran's eyes flickered, and I don't want to scratch you either.

It's you who went too far.

When she came out of the room that day and ran to the guest room to look in the mirror, she instantly dared to face him in the mottled scene.

Thinking of this, she raised the suitcase in her hand and continued to walk down.

When she was about to leave the door, someone snatched the suitcase, and he directly carried the suitcase on his shoulder and walked in.

Shi Ran's eyes widened slightly, and he quickly adapted.

This is Lu Beiyan three years ago.

She ran up and grabbed his firm arm. Under the short black hair, the man's handsome face remained expressionless for several days, and there seemed to be a hint of hostility in it.

She sighed, knowing that Lu Beiyan didn't believe her, that she really liked him.

And once the disguise was torn off, he began to use the previous method to forcefully keep himself by his side.

If she resisted and said something that he didn't like, maybe in the next second, she would appear in the cage made for her again.

After thinking about it, she found a compromise.

"You pack up and move to my place."

His place is too far away from the urban area. Although he has everything he wants, he still lacks the breath of life.

Hearing this, Lu Beiyan's heart felt as if it was suddenly clenched, and it hurt a little, but soon, it was replaced by a full sourness, which spread to the tip of his nose, and he felt like crying.

He thought that Ranran was going to have a fight with him, but he was completely unwilling to do things like he did three years ago, regardless of her feelings and only considering his own feelings.

She said she was afraid in the secret room, so he didn't dare to lock her up.

She wanted to leave with the suitcase, and he also wanted to fulfill her, but when he thought that she was going to leave him, he couldn't help but stepped forward and snatched the suitcase.

But unexpectedly, Ranran asked him to pack up and move to her place.

Seeing him staring blankly in place, Shi Ran poked his shoulder, "Are you going?"

He nodded slightly, put down her suitcase, pulled the suitcase with one hand, and pulled her with the other, and walked out the door.

"Don't you need to take something?"

"Let them bring it."

In the car, they were sitting in the back. Lu Beiyan was wearing a black custom-made suit without a tie. The neckline was slightly open, and the scratches were very obvious.

She stretched out her hand to touch it, and asked him if it still hurt, but her wrist was clenched before her hand touched it.

"What are you doing? Although I know you haven't forgotten, I still like the gentler Lu Beiyan."

Hearing this, Lu Beiyan let go of her, his wrist was already slightly red, and he blew lightly.

He hugged her shoulders and hugged her, looked out the window at the receding trees, "Is it true that Ranran said she likes me?"

Shi Ran: "..."

Why don't you trust her so much?

She kissed his lips, and the partition gradually rose.

There is nothing that can't be solved by one shot/shot, if there is, then come a few more times.

The car did not know when it stopped.

When they got off the car, they found that they were already in the small alley next to Shiran's apartment, and it was deep and silent.

I don't know when it was dark, the street lights were faint yellow and light, and the leaves became mottled through the leaves.

He carried her upstairs, and Ah Fei carried her small pink suitcase.

At the door of the apartment, Lu Beiyan pressed the code to open the door, and carried the person in his arms inside.

"asshole."

The marks/traces that have finally disappeared/removed.

Like a wildfire that burns endlessly, and spring wind blows and regenerates, they come out one after another.

Lu Beiyan gently stroked the delicate cheeks of the girl in his arms with his fingertips, the face was still lazy and beautiful, he chuckled and patted her.

Shi Ran's eyes widened suddenly, looking at him in disbelief.

He actually hit/her...

I saw him raising his eyebrows, and the arc of his lips was a bit sexy and evil, and he said meaningfully: "Ranran, it was you who did it first."

He put Shi Ran on the sofa, then went to the bathroom to fill in the bath water, checked the temperature of the water, and then came out to carry her in again.

He lowered his head to help her tidy up.

Shi Ran was too tired, so he let him fiddle with it, his thin white fingers casually stroked the long hair that fell down, and bent the corners of his lips.

"You sleep on the sofa tonight."

Lu Beiyan's eyes flickered, "Impossible."

At night, the light purple curtains swayed with the wind, and the moonlight ran in through the gaps, reflecting the silver light in the room.

The two were laying on each other, Lu Beiyan's eyes were dim, he was looking at Ranran's hands, how they were so beautiful, slender and fair.

Shi Ran saw that he was staring at his hand very seriously, his face was blushing, and he was inside just now.

He thought again, but she was already very tired.

But she rarely took the initiative to help him, but was restrained by him.

Thin lips parted lightly: "I can't be wronged anymore"

After a sudden pause:

"Dye the painted/hands."

Shi Ran: "..."

Is there still less grievance?

So I was forced to develop new skills and used other methods.

The moonlight is charming, and the interior is dyed with a halo.

These days are like bizarre dreams, real and psychedelic.

He didn't wear a watch, and Shi Ran's fingertips were rubbing the scars with different marks and mottled strands, and his crimson lips parted: "Lu Beiyan, tell me about you."

Lu Beiyan narrowed his eyes slightly, "What do you want to know?"

"I want to know."

The man's eyes were serene, his entire face was sunk in shadow, and his outline was cold and cold, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.

"Ranran, just as Lu Beixue told you, I'm sick and can't control myself. My father is a lunatic, so I am also a lunatic. He told me that I have to grab what I want. To keep you by my side."

"I don't know how to love, Ranran, I can't learn well, but don't hate me, don't get tired of me so quickly, like me for a little longer, okay?"

His voice was deep and hoarse.

He continued: "I pretended not to remember you because I was afraid that you would stay away from me if you knew I remembered you, but I don't want to use some means to force you like before. I want you to be willing stay with me."

Eyebrows are stained with mist.

Shi Ran reached out to grab his hand and held it in her hand. She never thought that there would be someone who loves herself more than her own life, and it really must be her.

In fact, most of the time, her feelings are very cold. Although she looks cute and pure, she is quite heartless, and it is difficult to love someone like this.

Her crimson lips parted and closed slightly, and her eyes were full of lust.

"Lu Beiyan, let's fall in love, I like you."

Start again, get acquainted again, and from this moment, talk about a vigorous love like an ordinary couple.