The conservative man who wears the past through the present is crooked

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In the kitchen:

Ye Xiyu, who was trembling in pain, begged for mercy in a low voice: "Little...Little Zhe...uh——" The voice of begging for mercy was torn apart by Lu Zheqian's further grabbing and plundering into soft whispers full of tidal rhyme.

He clenched his lips helplessly, tried his best to adjust his breathing, and begged for mercy again: "I...listen...um...your...ah——"

Lu Zheqian suddenly slammed into a strange point in his secret realm, and an electric current rushed to his whole body in an instant, bringing him a tingling sensation of both shame and joy.

This suffocating sense of pleasure drowned his rationality like a sea tide, his legs were suddenly so weak that he almost slipped to the ground amidst the trembling throbbing.

Fortunately, Lu Zheqian tied his slender waist in time, pulled him into his arms, and continued to make him tremble while whispering in his ear, "Mr. Ye's voice sounds very pleasant. , is it comfortable? Huh?"

As he said that, Lu Zheqian's scorching breath wrapped around his ears like water vapor, bringing him another level of trembling.

He pursed his lips, shook his head feebly, followed the last sliver of reason, and said softly: "No..."

"No? Nothing?" After finishing speaking, Lu Zheqian slammed into that strange spot again, and crushed and rubbed it several times on purpose.

A stronger electric current immediately numbs his entire nervous system, and he can't help but let out a series of hums that sound both ambiguous and heart-wrenching, intoxicating.

The sound was melodious and meandering, as exciting as the winding coastline, and every inch of the snowy skin was filled with bright red. It looked like a freshly ripe cherry, touching Lu Zheqian's soul, which was even more exuberant. flames.

Lu Zheqian let out a low growl immediately, then quickly clasped the hollows of his knees on both sides, and hugged him from behind.

He suddenly let out a cry of surprise when his legs left the ground—at the same time, the contact between him and Lu Zheqian became more intimate and ambiguous.

He couldn't help but pursed his lips tightly in shame, letting a drop of bitter tears slide down his lips.He wanted to struggle but was powerless, so he could only let Lu Zheqian manipulate him.

At this time, Lu Zheqian suddenly sneered behind him, and then hugged him and began to grab him further—a sense of joy mixed with his sense of shame hit every nerve of him .

After an unknown amount of time, he didn't even have the strength to purse his lips, so he could only let the cherry lips bloom like petals, overflowing with whimsical hums.

The sound was fast and like intoxicating fine wine, dripping down, intoxicating all his rationality bit by bit.

I don't know how long it took, a wave of blazing heat rushed into his domain like a sea wave, submerging and conquering his whole body and mind.

He limply in Lu Zheqian's arms, let Lu Zheqian lift his chin, and then warned in his ear: "I repeat, without my permission, you are not allowed to visit my grandfather, Lu Kunyong and others without my permission. Your father, remember?"

At this moment, he was already dizzy from being tormented by Lu Zheqian. Although he heard Lu Zheqian's voice, he didn't know what specific words Lu Zheqian said.

However, under Lu Zheqian's domineering attitude, he could only give a helpless and soft "hmm".

Then, as if his whole body was exhausted, he leaned against Lu Zheqian's arms exhaustedly, then closed his eyes and fell asleep vaguely.

Looking at his tired face, Lu Zheqian frowned, thinking, is the punishment too harsh?However, Lu Zheqian quickly thought of his infuriating behaviors.

Lu Zheqian frowned displeasedly, then hugged him horizontally, and walked back to the bedroom on the third floor.

Midnight:

Ye Xiyu was woken up by a cramping pain in his stomach, he opened his eyes suddenly, and what he saw was a darkness that made him depress.

He sat up suddenly, a tearing pain accompanied by severe pain in his stomach hit his pain nerves in both directions, he suddenly grunted in pain, and then tightly covered his stomach with both hands .

Only then did he realize that not only was there no strands on his body, but also a sticky feeling that made him feel ashamed, and he suddenly remembered the scene that happened in the kitchen.

He blushed instantly with shame, then quickly took a deep breath, turned on the desk lamp, and looked to the side—Lu Zheqian had disappeared, leaving him alone in this empty mansion.

He was suddenly disappointed, and then stood up with support, went to the bathroom to take a shower - when he was getting dressed, for some reason, he could smell a faint scent belonging to Lu Zheqian on his body.

He couldn't help but think of the scorching heat that Lu Zheqian brought to him—he quickly stopped his somewhat dangerous thoughts, and then took a deep breath to calm himself down.

However, for some reason, Lu Zheqian's smell rushed into his nasal cavity along with the breath.

He couldn't help sighing silently, thinking to himself, he really belonged to Lu Zheqian completely, even every breath was filled with Lu Zheqian's breath.

Just as he was thinking, another sharp cramping pain came from his stomach, and then he remembered that he was "eaten and wiped clean" by Lu Zheqian before he had time to make dinner that night.And in the past few years, his stomach has not been very good, as long as he is hungry, he will have a stomachache.

He didn't think about it anymore, sighed silently, endured the pain and went downstairs to cook noodles for himself - after eating the noodles, his stomach felt much better.

When he finished washing the dishes, he suddenly remembered that Lu Kunyong's letter was still in the pair of pants he was wearing before!According to his memory, Lu Zheqian should have thrown those pants in the kitchen, but he didn't see any clothes in the kitchen.

He was startled and thought, could it be that Lu Zheqian found that letter? !However, he quickly reassured himself that he probably wouldn't, and then calmed himself down, thinking carefully about where his pants might have fallen.

He hurried over to the laundry room—fortunately, the pair of trousers were put on the washing machine together with other changed clothes, which should have been taken by Lu Zheqian.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and hurried over to pick up his trousers and took out the piece of paper from his trouser pocket, and put the clothes one by one into the laundry bag, and then put them in the washing machine for washing.

He went to the living room again, picked up the mobile phone that was temporarily placed on the coffee table yesterday, and found that it was only 04:30. He yawned involuntarily, and then went back to the bedroom to continue sleeping.

The next morning, he got up at seven o'clock, and after a simple meal, he put on a disguise, and then drove to Xinyu Lawyer's Office - he thought that he should deliver the letter as soon as possible , so as not to be discovered by Lu Zheqian.

10:30, inside the law firm:

He sat on the sofa in the tea room a little nervously - he had been waiting here for an hour and a half, but that Lin Yuan hadn't come yet.

At this time, the door of the tea room was suddenly pushed open, and a burly middle-aged man walked in, and he was taken aback when he saw him wearing a mask and a baseball cap.

He quickly stood up, bowed slightly, and went straight to the subject: "Hello, Lawyer Lin, I have a letter here, and Mr. Lu asked me to deliver it to you personally."

As he spoke, he took out the neatly folded paper, and handed it to Lin Yuan with both hands.

Lin Yuan was stunned for another moment, then took the paper in his hand, opened it to have a look, and then asked: "What did Mr. Lu say?"

He shook his head and said, "No, he just asked me to hand over this letter to you. I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave first."

After finishing speaking, he hurried past Lin Yuan and left the tea room - he was worried that if he stayed here for too long, he would be discovered by Lu Zheqian.

Lin Yuan glanced suspiciously at his leaving back, then looked at the content on the paper seriously, and finally seemed to suddenly remember something, and hurried back to the office.

At seven o'clock in the evening, in Lu's restaurant:

Ye Xiyu has already prepared dinner, and now she is quietly waiting for Lu Zheqian to come back.But an hour passed, and Lu Zheqian hadn't come back yet.

He sighed softly, then took out his phone, clicked on WeChat, and after hesitating for a moment, he still sent a message to Lu Zheqian—Xiao Zhe, when will you be back?I'm ready for dinner.

As soon as he finished sending the message, there was a sound of a car outside.He was overjoyed immediately, and then quickly got up and walked towards the entrance, opened the door, and stood at the door waiting for Lu Zheqian.

After a while, he saw Lu Zheqian walking back this way - when he saw Lu Zheqian's tired face through the faint light of the street light, his heart ached for a while.

At this time, Lu Zheqian also saw him, then stopped and looked at him blankly - due to the light, he couldn't see Lu Zheqian's eyes clearly at this time, but he could feel that Lu Zheqian was very tired at this time.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help smiling warmly at Lu Zheqian.Seeing his smile, Lu Zheqian frowned, then walked over quickly.

When Lu Zheqian approached, he saw clearly that Lu Zheqian was looking at him with a gloomy face and cold eyes.The warm smile on his face was immediately extinguished by Lu Zheqian's gaze, and then he looked at Lu Zheqian with a helpless and sad expression.

Lu Zheqian raised his chin abruptly and asked, "Are you happy?"

He was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer, but Lu Zheqian suddenly smiled coldly, and said sarcastically, "That's right, your plan has succeeded, why are you unhappy?"

After speaking, Lu Zheqian gave him a bit of hateful look, then let go of his jaw, and then went into the room.

Feeling the hatred in Lu Zheqian's eyes, his heart suddenly groaned, and then he stood at the door in a daze, letting the cool wind in early April pass by his heart, tossing a bitter desolation.