After the divorce, he became the careful liver of the rich and powerful

Lu Tingfeng's kiss was obviously punishing, the kiss was crazy, passionate, and rough.

Tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, He Yang was choked up by his kiss and couldn't make a sound.

The more He Yang struggled, the more suffocated Lu Tingfeng kissed him.

"what--"

There was a tearing pain in Lu Tingfeng's lips, and he let out a muffled groan. He could only let go of him, only to notice that his lip was bitten, and the smell of blood spread in his mouth.

For the first time, He Yang really showed his small fangs, like a hedgehog resisting to protect himself, staring at his big wet eyes, full of hatred for Lu Tingfeng.

For the first time, Lu Tingfeng saw something other than his fullness in his eyes, such as hatred.

This seemed to make Lu Tingfeng lose control.

Just when He Yang thought he was finally going to let him go, Lu Tingfeng's ferocious kiss fell again. The kiss was even harder, sucking hard on his lips, and the smell of blood became stronger and stronger between the two of them. spread.

And Lu Tingfeng also noticed that He Yang's body temperature was very hot, his face was still pale, and the tears were still falling from the corners of his eyes.

The four lips finally parted. Lu Tingfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and his thin lips were stained with a bright red color, making his handsome face even more alluring.

He Yang was panting heavily, but his eyes still glared at him angrily.

"What about you? Lu Tingfeng, who are you? What qualifications do you have to accuse me? What about when you and Zhao Libing were ambiguous? What about when you slept with her? I also find you disgusting."

"Snapped---"

A slap fell on He Yang's face resoundingly.

The sound is extremely crisp!

He Yang felt the cold aura emanating from his body, his tear-stained eyes closed his trembling long eyelashes,

He squeezed He Yang's chin hard, and said with a cold face, "Such sharp teeth? Huh?"

Originally, he understood that He Yang might have a fever, and he didn't want to do anything to him?

What made him angry was not that he misunderstood the relationship between him and Zhao Libing, but the word "disgusting" that could come out of his mouth.

But he insisted on asking for trouble, that's not his fault.

"He Yang, you asked for it—"

Under the dim yellow light, the man's facial features are like a work of art carefully carved by God, which is astonishingly beautiful.

But his eyes were scarlet, and the thick desire almost burned He Yang.

The cloud sea of ​​lust was too heavy, and for a whole night, He Yang passed out from the torture and pain, and woke up again from the pain.

Although Lu Tingfeng knew that he was still running a fever, even though he noticed some strange changes in his body, such as more flesh in his waist and protruding stomach, his reason at that time was almost burned by lust, he didn't think too much .

Until the end, Lu Tingfeng was disturbed by He Yang's tears, confused and at a loss.

He Yang groggyly wanted to get up but was powerless, as if all the strength in his body had been drained, and he also knew that his eyes must be swollen from crying.

Lu Tingfeng hurriedly left after receiving the call, completely ignoring He Yang, who was tortured by him until his whole body was blue and purple. He Yang only thought he was ridiculous and blind.

Why do you fall in love with him?Such a stupid thing.

He Yang could only get up slowly, dragging his bruised body to walk into the bathroom.

But as soon as he got up, his legs fell limply and he fell to the ground.

But just so suddenly, he felt something was wrong.

There was a strange feeling below, as if something was falling down, and then he felt viscous moisture flowing out of his body.

His abdomen began to hurt, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He could only bend over and hold his abdomen, as if he realized something.

He looked around in a panic, obviously wanting to ask for help, but that person left.

At home———.

"Mother Xu---".

No one responded.

"Mother Xu——"

Xu's mother lives in a room of about 5 square meters that she built alone in the back yard. It is [-] minutes away from getting up and walking to the big house in the front yard.

Xu Ma was used to working in the Lu family's old house at first, but after being brought back here by the young master, there was nothing unusual about her, except that she was a little lonely.

Xu's mother is 50 years old. She grew up in Mei's family. Her parents have passed away long ago, and she is not married. She took care of Lu Tingfeng and Lu Wenwen as her own children.

When Lu Tingfeng got married, she was happy for him, but later found out that the couple's marriage was not happy, and even poor He Yang's child was not welcome to marry into the Lu family.

"Mother Xu---".

As soon as Mama Xu walked into the house, she heard He Yang's dying cry.

Only then did Madam Xu look in the direction of the voice.

"ah---".

Mother Xu was frightened.

He Yang was lying on the floor covered with a snow-white carpet, and his pants were covered with blood.

Even those bloodstains were stained on the carpet, which was shocking.

But He Yang was very weak and his face was frighteningly pale.

"lady."

Mama Xu hurried forward, trying to help He Yang up, but He Yang said weakly, "Call first."

Xu's mother had never seen such a bloody scene, and even though she had lived for 50 years, she was terrified and panicked.

After trembling, she called 120, and then slowly helped He Yang up.

Since He Yang is a boy after all, and Xu's mother is getting older, the process of helping him up is also very difficult.