Hidden ex-wife is super difficult to coax

Shengrou tasted a trace of blood in his mouth.

She didn't push him away, and let the man attack the pool and grab the ground, entangled his lips and tongue in a domineering and savage posture.

The living room was brightly lit, clearly illuminating the indifference in her eyes, like a pool of stagnant water.

Lu Yichen's breathing was disturbed, and so was his heart.

He thought crazily, didn't she say before that she liked the way he hugged her from behind, liked him letting down her black hair, enjoying the feeling of her fingertips tangling around her hair...

She said it all.

He didn't forget, not even a day.

Therefore, he did not allow her to forget.

For more than 1000 days and nights, he would miss her every day, and he couldn't help thinking about her self-abuse when he thought of suffocation and pain.

Sheng Rou's eyes lost their luster, she just looked at him coldly, even though the man's scorching breath puffed into her ears, she was still indifferent.

He unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a large area of ​​smooth muscles, visually conflicting, but Sheng Rou didn't seem to see it.

He took her hand and put it on his thin waist, kissed her eyes from her lips, trying to find the fluctuating emotions on her face.

Even a trace is fine.

Sheng Rou's hand slipped from his waist weakly.

He propped up his arms, and looked down at her eyes that were not stained with desire.

It's fucking cold.

It's so cold.

He didn't want to look her in the eye.

So he raised his hand to cover her eyes, bowed his head and kissed again.

Kiss her fair neck, her delicate collarbone.

He opened his mouth and bit the button on her chest, tapped his teeth lightly, and the button opened.

Sheng Rou finally had a wave, her chest rose and fell slightly.

Lu Yichen seemed to see a ray of hope in the dark, his thin lips continued to move down, but his palm suddenly felt wet...

He made a move.

"Is it enough?" Sheng Rou's eyelashes trembled and her voice was calm and hoarse.

"..."

"Lu Yichen, have you played enough?" She asked again.

Play?

She thinks he's playing?

In her eyes, all his actions are nothing but ambiguous games between grown men and women.

All self-deception collapsed in an instant, and there was no way to deceive any more.

Lu Yichen threw her away, gritted his teeth and roared, "Get lost!"

Sheng Rou sat up straight and buttoned her chest.

She walked towards the door without hesitation.

Lu Yichen sat on the ground decadently, staring at Shengrou with dark eyes as he deleted the fingerprints on the control panel, and then resolutely left.

He laughed suddenly.

Laugh ironically.

Lu Yichen, oh Lu Yichen, you are a fucking bitch!

Knowing that some things slip through the fingers and can never be found again.

Why is it so cheap.

……

Sheng Rou lay on the bed after taking a shower, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

There was chaos in my mind.

She seems to have resisted it since a certain night three years ago.

against all emotions.

She's been hurt and knows it hurts.

That's why I wrapped myself tightly with a shell to protect the soft place.

You've been slagged once, aren't you sober?

For a long time, she opened her eyes, but she didn't feel sleepy.

She sat up, opened the bedside drawer, took out a pill from it, and swallowed it with water.

at the same time.

In the master bedroom on the 29th floor, Lu Yichen sat on the bed dejectedly.

The man had one long leg bent and the other stretched out, leaning against the head of the bed.

The light in the room was not bright, his expression was gloomy, and the broken hair on his forehead was hanging down, covering his eyes a little, but he didn't care, just sat like that.

Shadows enveloped him.

After a long time, he picked up the medicine bottle beside the bed, poured out a few pills, and swallowed them dryly.

Then he picked up his phone and sent a message, pulled up the quilt, and closed his eyes tiredly.

……

Ren Bo received Mr. Lu's message in the early morning last night, and started to help him make appointments with a psychiatrist early in the morning.

Coming out of the psychotherapy center, Ren Bo sat in the front and drove the car, the shadows of trees receded outside the car window, and the atmosphere inside the car was very depressing.

He looked back from the rearview mirror, and Lu Yichen sat behind with a cold face, tiredness pressed between his brows and eyes.

Didn't Miss Sheng go to pick up Mr. Lu yesterday?

Boss Lu also chased him away. It stands to reason that the relationship between a drunk man and a woman should develop in a better way. Why does it feel like it's getting worse?

Hey……

Looking sad.

Holding the steering wheel, Ren Bo couldn't help but say, "Mr. Lu, actually, I think Miss Sheng's heart knot was three years ago. Why don't you tell her the real reason why you left three years ago."

One of the two refused to say, and the other hated, when will it be the head.

Lu Yichen stared out of the window with black eyes, hearing this, his eyes dimmed, "Tell her to let her pity me?"

"..."

"In the final analysis, my disease is a lunatic wearing the skin of a normal person. What do you think will happen if she knows?"

Ren Bo was dumbfounded, and after a while he said, "Miss Sheng probably won't stay away from you for this reason, right?"

Lu Yichen sneered.

Look, even an outsider like Ren Bo is not sure, let alone Lu Yichen who is in this relationship.

In the past three years, he has thought a lot.

Even if he told Sheng Rou the truth, what's the use.

Sheng Rou is nothing more than fleeing in fear, or staying with him for affection.

Fleeing, he couldn't accept it.

For the sake of feelings, he felt even more impure.

He knows Sheng Rou too well, even if there is no love, maybe he will stay by his side because of sympathy or responsibility.

In that case, he would rather not.

"Ren Bo, I can't afford to gamble." Lu Yichen said in a low voice.

He couldn't enter a gamble with no chance of winning without a little chip.

He had lost once, and he couldn't afford to lose a second time.

Ren Bo listened and stopped talking.

The car continued to move forward, Lu Yichen looked at the red street lights ahead, and suddenly asked, "How is the connection with Mo Mo?"

"Since he politely rejected you last time, I have contacted you a few times, but Silence is a man who doesn't care about anything, and he hasn't let up yet."

Ren Bo said, thinking of something, "I heard that Shen Zhiyue's son, Shen Zhiyue, is pursuing Miss Sheng. After all, you are also Miss Sheng's friend. Would you like Shen Zhiyue to help me say a few words?"

Hearing this, Lu Yichen's eyes dimmed, and he said coolly, "You want me to beg him?"

Let the rival in love help, thankfully he can figure it out.

"Go to Silent Company." Lu Yichen ordered.

It seemed that Lu would never beg his love rival even if he died, Ren Bo nodded, "Yes."

……

"Mr. Lu, I'm really sorry. I'm clumsy. I haven't been engaged in psychological work for a long time. I'm afraid I won't be able to help you and may even hurt you. Please forgive me."

Shen Mo sent Lu Yichen out of the office, and said the rejection beautifully.

Lu Yichen also expected that the old fox would not be able to solve it once or twice, so he left without saying anything.

Shen Zhiyue came out of another office, just in time to see Lu Yichen's back, curious, and asked, "Dad, what is he doing here?"

"You know him?" Shen Mo walked into the office.

"A friend of a friend."

Shen Zhiyue remembered what happened last time when she was beaten, she gritted her teeth with hatred, and changed her words, "No, I can't be considered a friend, but an enemy."

Hearing this, she smiled silently, showing her shrewdness and cunning, "Zhiyue, let me tell you, in the mall, even if you hate another person, you still have to maintain the politeness on the face. Turning your face is tantamount to breaking your own future." road."

Shen Zhiyue has heard these eight hundred times, and his ears are callused. He is more curious about what Lu Yichen is here for.

"Mr. Lu..." Shen Mo took a sip of tea, "He wants to ask me to come out of the mountain again."

Shen Zhiyue knew that Shen Mo had the same high attainments in psychology as her grandfather, so she asked, "Who is he asking for?"

"he himself."

Shen Zhiyue was stunned, "Does he have a mental illness?"

Shen Mo has always been honest with his son, "He received treatment at the hands of your grandfather three years ago, and now your grandfather is gone, so I think I will continue to treat him."