Possessiveness: The private little wife of the paranoid CEO

After an afternoon meeting, I returned home and didn't see her. I immediately checked the surveillance at home, only to find that she had dressed up and went out.

The surveillance at the entrance of the community showed that she got into Tang Ji's car.

The scene where she ran away from marriage in Tang Ji's car three years ago reappeared in an instant.

God knows how scared he was at that moment, even his heart was trembling.

It was as if she was about to completely disappear in her own world again.

After Ah Fei found out that she was having a party with her friends at the bar, her blood-stained eyes slowly recovered.

He almost subconsciously wanted to go out and drive to catch her back.

But before the wedding, he couldn't control Ranran too much, so he didn't dare to drive directly to pick him up.

Be generous, give Ranran freedom, Ranran will have a sense of proportion, her eyes should not stare directly at other men, and she should not be attracted by other men...

He sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and stared at the entrance of the community without blinking. Every minute and every second seemed to be stretched infinitely. After more than two hours, his eyes were dry, which was the maximum limit he could wait.

He drove to the bar quickly, trying his best to suppress the hostility in his body.

When he got there and saw her leaning against Cen Xiao's arms, at that moment, he felt that all the repressed mania in his body began to scream wildly.

In that long corridor, as he walked step by step, it seemed that two people appeared in his mind, and two voices were shouting.

One is dressed in black:

"Look, the freedom you gave her is to throw herself into someone else's arms!"

"Don't suppress yourself, she has treated you like this, it's not worth it!"

"Do you think she really likes you? She just looks at you pitifully and plays with you. Otherwise, why would she be so eager to fall into someone else's arms?"

"No, she just sympathizes with you, sympathizes with you for loving her so much, and sympathizes with you that you can't live without her."

"Maybe she likes you, but she also likes that little brother Xiaojing, and maybe she still likes Cen Xiao now, if you don't lock her up, maybe she will like someone else next time!"

……

Another in white:

"No, you can't treat Ranran like this, calm down, impulsivity is the devil!"

"You promised Ranran to give her freedom. Did you forget the last time Ranran asked you to move out because you were jealous and angry? If you don't restrain your temper this time, Ranran really doesn't want you!"

"You can no longer lose your temper with Ranran, and you can no longer scare Ranran."

……

The sentence "Ranran really doesn't want you" snapped away those other sharp thoughts, making him tremble all over.

So he didn't dare to expose his true thoughts to her, he could only pretend and it wasn't a big deal, he didn't care.

In fact, he couldn't care less.

No matter it was a fall or something, he couldn't accept seeing her leaning on someone else's arms.

The car was very quiet, and Shi Ran fell asleep leaning against the back seat.

When she woke up, she was actually in the bathtub, not hanging at all. The warm water wrapped every pore, and the smell of shower gel spread to the tip of her nose, making her comfortable and refreshing.

Her arm was lifted, she looked up, and saw a dignified and self-restraining face, with a smooth jawline and dark eyes that were unfathomable.

He's helping himself. Take a bath?

She withdrew her hand in embarrassment, and turned her back. She felt a little numb all over her arms. When she looked down, she turned slightly red.

asshole.

Not at all. I don't know the severity.

It was rubbing too hard.

Just when he remembered, he grabbed his wrist from behind and pulled him, and the whole person came to him.

He was sitting on the bathtub, neatly dressed, and his eyes looked at her, dimly.

Those eyes were too oppressive, Shi Ran lowered his head.

but see...

In an instant, the surrounding temperature rose sharply, and her face instantly turned red.

He hurriedly looked away and swallowed subconsciously.

A low laugh sounded, and Lu Beiyan's sexy Adam's apple rolled down. He stretched out his fingertips to hook the girl's chin, his eyes were heavy, and his lips curled slightly.

A deep and hoarse voice overflowed from the depths of his throat: "Did you see it?"

He lowered his head and approached her, the mist was hazy, the fragrance was charming, and his sexy voice brushed her earlobe, "Then the baby should know how hard I endured just now?"

Suddenly, he smiled, with a bit of reproach in his voice: "I helped you wash for more than an hour, do you know?"

When Shi Ran thought of seeing his calm face when he just woke up, with a reserved and aloof air, he couldn't help but say, "Gentle scum."

Hearing this, Lu Beiyan narrowed his eyes, stroked her slender white wrist with his fingertips, and blew lightly on her earlobe.

The voice was bewitching: "Does the baby want to tear off this meticulous and wrinkle-free shirt on my body, so that I can show my true face as a scum?"

Hearing this, Shi Ran blinked her blurred eyes, and froze for a moment, reminding her of Lu Beiyan a long time ago, he was decisive in the mall, with the ruthlessness of a superior.

The appearance is cold and dignified, but not feminine, extremely indifferent.

No matter how many women go on and on, they are just moths to the flame.

At that time, a female voiceover on the Internet read such a passage on the Internet, which became popular all over the Internet:

[I really want to tear off the meticulous shirt on his body, want to tear off his indifference, want to destroy his stern and cold temperament, want to hear his deep voice indulge in me, want him to fall into the altar, Fell into my arms...]

Shi Ran didn't expect that the person who pulled him off the altar was himself.

Sudden jaw hurts, "What are you thinking?"

She turned her head to look at him, and that clear and deep face appeared in front of her eyes, which was different from just now, her eyes seemed to be dyed with fire.

To burn her.

"It's late."

Just after finishing speaking, Lu Beiyan kissed her fingertips, with a low and soft voice: "Baby, it's been fourteen days and seventeen hours, don't you want to?"

It has indeed been a long time, and the two of them rarely spoke in the past fourteen days.

She did think a little bit, "But the wedding is tomorrow."

She has to get up early, because she is afraid of being tired.

"Wedding ceremony." Lu Beiyan's thin lips parted slightly, repeating these two words.

He didn't want to have any wedding. The wedding three years ago was like a thorn, which pierced his heart beyond recognition.

But it has to be done well, he wants the whole world to know that Shi Ran is his, and no one can covet him.

He made a swearing gesture with his right hand, and his voice was serious: "Don't worry, baby, my husband has a sense of propriety."

This has been his biggest concession.

He looked at her deeply with eyes that seemed to be seductive, and his voice was low and sexy, brushing against her earlobe like an electric current.

Shi Ran nodded slightly.

The line is long and the fingers are dexterous.

In the thick mist, the apricot light shrouded it.

He held her steady, preventing her from falling and shrinking forward.

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The next chapter is the wedding