The eldest daughter is committing suicide, and the marriage partner comes to redeem her

The car started and drove towards home in the dark night.

On the other side of the city, Shen Zhiyan was also brought back to Li Garden by Li Yanzhou.

In the quiet corner, only the faint light and the stars secretly shine in, brushing against the entangled couple in the car.

Shen Zhiyan was firmly held by Li Yanzhou on her legs, with an unignorable touch on her waist, and one of her hands was wandering around.

They hugged each other, their breaths intertwined, mixed with the smell of alcohol and a hint of tobacco from the bar.

After a while, the big hand paused slightly.

"what is this?"

With a slight flick of her finger, the thing in Shen Zhiyan's pocket was taken out.

It was a lighter, with a black leather body painted with intricate metal patterns using a brushed process. It was somewhat similar to the one Li Yanzhou often used.

With calloused fingertips, he rubbed the letters on the bottom of the lighter: YZ

Under the dim light, Li Yanzhou stared at the person in his arms, his eyes filled with the night and desire. He raised his hand slightly to wipe away the remaining moisture from the corners of the woman's eyes.

"For me?"

Shen Zhiyan raised her head and fell into those dark eyes. It was like a net trying to tie her up tightly.

"Didn't I break your lighter?"

It happened just a few days ago. When Shen Zhiyan was lighting incense, she casually picked up the lighter that Li Yanzhou had placed next to her. Unexpectedly, she accidentally broke it.

The metal lighter made quite a noise when it fell on the marble floor. Li Yanzhou was still in the study room at the time. He rushed to the corridor outside as soon as he heard the noise. He saw that Shen Zhiyan seemed to be frightened. After checking and confirming that she was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It was just a lighter thrown there casually, and Li Yanzhou never mentioned it again afterwards.

Unexpectedly, Shen Zhiyan actually ordered a new one for him.

Li Yanzhou breathed heavily, clasped Shen Zhiyan's slender fingers tightly, squeezed them gently, and smiled faintly: "YZ, these two letters are good."

Both his name and Shen Zhiyan's name were included.

"Give me a cigarette?"

Li Yanzhou took out a pack of cigarettes from somewhere, and stuffed a lighter into Shen Zhiyan's hand, staring at her meaningfully with a mysterious look.

The pink and white fingertips and the black lighter formed a sharp contrast. Li Yanzhou's Adam's apple couldn't help but roll up and down, and his eyes were gloomy.

With a slight sound, the blue flame illuminated the woman's pure and charming little face.

Li Yanzhou, who was holding a cigarette in his mouth, raised his cheek, tilted his head slightly, and threw the cigarette aside.

Shen Zhiyan frowned in confusion, her eyes still blank: "Why are you... um..."

The air between the skin was instantly sucked out, and the two hearts were pressed together, as if they could feel the beating melody.

Like the sound of a musical string being plucked gently; like a wild horse galloping across the vast grassland, its footsteps making a sound; like a stone road wet by rain, splashing water.

"Li Yanzhou, you can't be here..."

The soft and tender voice was irresistible, and even the hands that pushed her were incredibly soft.

Li Yanzhou held down the woman's twisting waist, half-closed his eyelids, and nonchalantly pinched her tighter.

The breathing sound beside my ears became hotter and hotter, with a hint of unbearableness hidden in it.

The corners of his mouth curved up, and the man spoke in a deep voice, "Yanyan's body is more honest than her mouth."

He pressed close to Shen Zhiyan's ear, gently touching the soft flesh of the earlobe, whispering like the closest lover in the world.

"I'll give you another chance, will you?"

Shen Zhiyan bit her lips that were swollen from being kissed. Her clear and beautiful almond-shaped eyes were like the most transparent glass in the world, full of water and red.

He is always so mean, forcing himself to say things that are difficult to say.

The atmosphere stagnated in darkness for a moment.

The next second, Li Yanzhou chuckled, and seemed not to be in a hurry to hear her answer. Instead, he hugged Jiaoruan and turned around to face her.

He pried open Shen Zhiyan's tightly closed lips, leaving her no chance to retreat.

"I know Yanyan wants it very much."

Unable to be satisfied with this, the hot breath came again, pulling Soft Jade into the abyss and climbing to the peak.

As the night deepened, the nightingale in the corner of Li Garden finally stopped singing. The car door opened, and a tall man came out holding the woman in his arms.

Shen Zhiyan was wrapped tightly in a black coat, not even her toes were exposed to the air, so she was naturally not affected by the cold wind.

*——*

The moonlight is provocative and the night view is charming.

Under Pei Zigui's personal and careful care, the sleepy Jiang Ruoli finally fell into a sweet dream.

A good night's sleep.

When Jiang Ruoli woke up, it was already noon. Pei Zigui seemed to have installed some kind of surveillance, and sent a message the moment she woke up.

Plastic Husband: "Are you awake? Do you have a headache? Are you feeling unwell?"

Kiss my dear wife: "Awake, did you give me a bath last night?"

In the president's office, Pei Zigui looked at the disgusting nickname that the drunkard had forced him to change last night, and an incongruous gentle smile appeared on his usually stern face.

He used to note Jiang Ruoli as Mrs. Pei, but maybe the girl took his phone and saw it last night and was not happy with it, so he forced her to change her nickname.

In fact, Pei Zigui discovered it in the morning, but he didn't change it back.

It turns out that she likes this.

Since she likes it, keep it.

After waking up, Jiang Ruoli naturally could not have imagined that his crazy behavior after being drunk was actually condoned by the man, and would be read out in front of everyone in the future.

Plastic Husband: "Who else but me?"

Plastic husband: "Now that you are awake, go have breakfast. Watch your step when you open the door."

"Watch your step?" Jiang Ruoli was puzzled. Could it be that she would fall flat on her face?

As soon as he opened the door, Jiang Ruoli accidentally kicked something. His eyes dropped and were filled with shock.

It's a cat.

To be precise, it is an immortal cat.

In the transparent box, black and white everlasting flowers were carefully made into the shape of a kitten, which looked somewhat familiar.

Isn't this the little black cat in the flower bed last night? They look exactly like me!

Certain images flashed by.

In the bathroom, Jiang Ruoli flapped the water restlessly and complained in a delicate voice: "It's all your fault. I was about to run into that kitten."

Pei Zigui took her out of the bathtub and carefully wiped the water off her body. "Okay, my bad. Raise your arms."

Jiang Ruoli obediently raised his white, soft and smooth arms and said what he thought was vicious words: "I will secretly hide Qiqi someday so that you can't find it! It will never have any delicious meat to eat again!"

Pei Zigui raised his eyebrows, with a hint of mischief in his eyes, "Qiqi is your gift to Grandpa, and you are half a sister, are you really willing to give her up?"

Jiang Ruoli hesitated for a moment, as if thinking: "Okay, no matter what, you have to apologize to me."

How come his wife is so cute?

After carefully applying ointment and the body lotion that she had to apply every night, Pei Zigui waited until she fell asleep. Enduring the restlessness all over his body, Pei Zigui went into the bathroom and took a long cold shower.

"Is there any way I can find a cat?"