Unlimited Raiders Male God [Quick Transmigration]

He Yanchuan ([-])

Chan Yu's birthday present to He Yanchuan was a watch.

The style is elegant and simple, which suits him well, but this brand is relatively Huimin, and it seems to be a drop in price for him. He Yanchuan gave Chanyu a card, which has a lot of pocket money every month. He checked it, and there was no The expenditure of this money.

He Yanchuan didn't have any accessories on his body. He didn't like these cumbersome things. He even handed over his mobile phone to his subordinates for safekeeping when he traveled. But now, the man stretched out his hand, touched the surface with his thumb, took it out of the box, and put it on his wrist. .

From then on, it seems to be embedded there, and it will only be taken off when sleeping or taking a bath.

Even after a while, the memory of that night is still clear——

He Yanchuan committed the crime while drunk, released the beast hidden in his heart, and bit the prey's throat fiercely. At that time, he might have really thought about tearing up the man and swallowing him whole, but Chan Yu's frightened appearance Still immediately softened his heart.

He Yanchuan withdrew from between her legs, put his head on her shoulder again, and patted her on the back as he comforted a little girl who was frightened when he was a child, and whispered to her ear, "Baby, I'm sorry; I'm sorry baby..."

From the beginning to the end, the man never let go of the hand that covered the girl's sight.

The two tacitly kept silent about what happened that night.

Maybe it's because Chan Yu has grown up, and He Yanchuan's concealment in front of Chan Yu is becoming less and less, gradually showing the most authentic side of him when he is outside.

He would still read books in the courtyard in the afternoon, but the specious bookish atmosphere on his body gradually dissipated, replaced by a strong and murderous bloody smell, which lasted for a long time.

Chan Yu and He Yanchuan talked more on weekdays, and the communication seemed to be back to normal, but the distance seemed to be getting farther and farther away.

Chan Yu is still growing up, reading, drawing, and playing with Lu Baize.

These two people go out almost every weekend. As long as Chanyu goes out, it is basically with Lu Baize, and He Yanchuan doesn't ask. It's just that Chanyu's weekly trips will eventually be turned into detailed texts and placed on He Yanchuan's desk.

These two people are very smart, after all the fun, their grades did not fall behind at all, but in the end Lu Baize is better.

In the second year of high school, arts and sciences were divided into classes. Chan Yu clearly had better grades in arts, but she insisted on choosing science. Her explanation was that when she chose a major in college, she had more choices in science, so she ended up in the same class as Lu Baize.

The boy smiled sweetly: "Sister Ah-chan, we are together again."

The pressure of high school exam-oriented education is extremely high. With the continuous increase in schoolwork, Chanyu still insists on painting, and the time for playing is greatly reduced. If Chanyu loses his parents and can only rely on himself, then Lu Baize will be able to inherit the family in the future. If he is a graduate, he will go abroad for further study in the future, so he doesn't need to care about the college entrance examination, but he is actually willing to give up fooling around, and study hard with Chan Yu every day, making progress every day.

The main thing is that he talks and Chan Yu listens.

The place agreed on on weekends became a library, and later in peak season, the library was filled with more and more people, so Chan Yu and Lu Baize went to his house for convenience.

Ever since Chan Yu went to Lu Baize's house, Lu Qian - Lu Baize's father and Chan Yu's mother Wen Wan's ex-fiancé, went home more often.

He often came back very early, and waited downstairs for Chan Yu and the others to come out. He smiled kindly, and even looked at Chan Yu with a bit of flattery. This kind of emotion is too abnormal for an elder, and he asked her to stay and eat Have dinner before leaving.

Chan Yu politely called him "Uncle Lu", but he refused to eat, and Lu Baize would be by his side to help, so Lu Qian was not embarrassed, turned around and asked the driver to take her home.

The more times she went, Chanyu could easily find that the Lu family father and son were even more alienated from He Yanchuan than she was during the Cold War. It was a lack of care from the bottom of her heart. Emotions are inside, and there has always been something missing.

It's the exact opposite for Chan Yu.

Her appearance is somewhat similar to that of her mother, and she has a god-like gentleness when she doesn't speak. Lu Qian, who is over forty years old, sometimes looks like a stunned young man, looking at her side face and becoming dazed, His eyes were blocked by the glasses, so he couldn't see clearly what he was thinking.

Chanyu was worried that Lu Baize would be unhappy, but to her surprise, Lu Baize shrugged his shoulders, with a smile on his face, as if he had gotten used to it for a long time. He bent down and secretly whispered to Chanyu, "Be careful, Sister Achan." .”

After that, Chan Yu's visits to Lu's house decreased a lot, and she made appointments outside.

In the twinkling of an eye, it was the third year of high school, and in the blink of an eye, it was the sprinting stage of the college entrance examination next semester. The school attached great importance to it and planned to invite parents to hold a mobilization meeting for the college entrance examination as in previous years.

The school holds a parents' meeting every year, but after the assassination incident, Chan Yu simply stopped the matter and did not mention it to He Yanchuan. Fortunately, she is a top student, and the teacher also knew that she was not young, so she did not force her.

Thinking that this time is quite important, Chan Yu turned around and casually mentioned something to He Yanchuan, and added without waiting for the man to answer: "It doesn't matter if you don't go."

He Yanchuan raised his eyes: "When?"

Just decided to go.

Chan Yu froze for a moment, and confessed honestly.

On the same day, Chan Yu also went with him, riding in the same car with He Yanchuan.

There is really nothing to worry about Chan Yu's performance in school, she is absolutely excellent, He Yanchuan has no requirements for her, and Chan Yu has not mentioned it these years, and he will not take the initiative to ask about her grades.

But today, perhaps because the atmosphere was so good, the man made a start somehow.

After asking about Chan Yu's usual exam results and rank, He Yanchuan made an estimate in his heart and asked, "Which school have you decided to go to?"

Chan Yu nodded: "I want to be admitted to C University."

C University is a local university. Although it is not the top in S City, it is considered very good. Looking at the admission line in previous years, as long as Chan Yu plays normally, he will be sure to win, and there will be no major problems.

And C University is the closest university to home.

Chanyu never expected that a man would also do research on universities, and a certain guess emerged in her heart, which made her feel good. Suddenly, she heard He Yanchuan say: "I chose a high school that is close to home, and the university should be like this?"

Chan Yu froze for a moment, then nodded: "I don't want to live on campus."

Her living ability has long been disabled by He Yanchuan, and she has to do everything at school by herself, so she must not be comfortable at home.

He Yanchuan's face was submerged in the shadows, and he suddenly mentioned: "Universities in China are probably like this, Ah-chan—" He slowly looked over with deep eyes, "Have you ever thought about going abroad? The one from the Lu family must be going out, You can go with him..."

"Don't!" Chan Yu looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, her fur stood on end, and she begged faintly, "I don't want to go abroad."

He Yanchuan looked at her for a while and said, "Then I won't go."

Chan Yu's breath was still not calmed down, He Yanchuan softened his voice again, and asked slowly: "What about your profession?"

"I want to study medicine." Chan Yu replied.

He Yanchuan paused for a moment: "It takes at least seven years to study medicine well." Let a girl face those, from eighteen to twenty-five.

Chan Yu said: "I know."

He Yanchuan asked again: "Studying medicine is very hard, Ah-chan, have you thought it through?"

This time, Chanyu's thinking was very clear: "Before I made the decision, I checked a lot of information myself, and I also consulted a lot with Dr. Qin. After comparing myself, I feel that it is still within the acceptable range." She turned her head, eyes Dark and bright, he smiled at He Yanchuan.

"I've figured it out."

"As you like." He Yanchuan looked back to avoid meeting her, and before the atmosphere completely cooled down, he added a sentence, "You can come back if you feel unbearable."

Chan Yu's heart started beating wildly for no reason: "If you come back, you will accomplish nothing. From now on, Uncle He... will support me?"

He Yanchuan said: "Well, I will raise it."

With a light and breezy voice, Chan Yu was in a great mood all the way.

He Yanchuan counted the last ones, but at least he was not late. Chanyu led him to his seat, and while walking, greeted the attention of others, all eyes were on him, even when the class teacher asked the child's grades No exception.

Lu Qian then arrived. He was a few years older than He Yanchuan, wearing a leather suit, wearing glasses, and combing his hair back. When he stood there, he looked like he was not in the pool.

Lu Qian saw Chan Yu first, and his eyes hidden behind the glasses showed a smile, and then he restrained himself when he saw He Yanchuan next to her, and said politely: "Mr. He."

He Yanchuan just nodded.

Lu Baize passed him and walked to the front: "This way." Lu Qian resisted not talking to Chan Yu.

Lu Qian is an entrepreneur, and that face occasionally appears on the financial pages. Many people here know each other. In contrast, He Yanchuan is much more mysterious. It can be seen that he is so arrogant to Lu Qian who took the initiative to greet him. People must not be messed with.

Therefore, after He Yanchuan sat down, no one spoke to him, and his eyes gradually drifted away.

As Chanyu left, a girl in the same class pulled her and said, "Jiang Chanyu, your father looks so good-looking."

Chan Yu said, "He's not my father."

The girl was a little dazed, but just as Lu Baize came over, he interjected with a smile: "Better than me?" It relieved the embarrassing atmosphere, and he ignored his father, grabbed Chan Yu's wrist and walked out.

He Yanchuan's gaze stayed there for two more seconds.

He Yanchuan didn't listen much at all, and Lu Qian also didn't listen much, but neither of them showed it on their faces until later, when the head teacher praised Chan Yu and Lu Baize as models of outstanding grades, and then let the two of them a little back to God.

The former is because of the adopted daughter, but the latter does not know if it is because of the biological son.

The mobilization meeting lasted for a full hour. After the end, He Yanchuan didn't ask anything. When he came out, he saw Chan Yu and Lu Baize sitting side by side by the flower bed. They were both playing games with their mobile phones sideways, their heads touching each other. , it seemed that the game was getting intense, Lu Baize kept directing, Chan Yu frowned slightly, and the little girl laughed again as if the crisis had been resolved.

The scorching sun in the afternoon made her smile even more dazzling.

Lu Qian followed closely behind, and called out first: "Aze."

The two children raised their heads together. Lu Qian didn't dare to call Chanyu first, considering that He Yanchuan was beside him, but now seeing her look over, he also shouted: "Chanyu is with Aze."

Chan Yu politely said hello to Uncle Lu, put away her mobile phone, and ran to He Yanchuan's side: "Go home?" Chan Yu would never call his name out of fear of danger.

He Yanchuan responded softly, touched the top of Chanyu's head, turned to Lu Qian and said, "Farewell."

The long-lost touch made Chan Yu's heart tremble, and He Yanchuan pulled his wrist and left in a daze.

Lu Baize was still shouting from behind: "Sister Ah Chan, how do you want to spend your birthday in a few days? Do you want to invite everyone to have fun and celebrate?"

He Yanchuan paused, and turned his head to look at Chan Yu who was still in a daze beside him.

Time goes so fast.

She's due soon, and he's almost 34.

But in any case, they were always one-third short.

Can not change.

He Yanchuan also made preparations for Chan Yu's birthday.

But Chanyu rejected Lu Baize's proposal. She doesn't want to celebrate with her classmates, and she doesn't want to use her adulthood to enter the upper class. She doesn't want anything, except——

"On my birthday, and one day before and after, it's good that Uncle He is at home for these three days."

He Yanchuan nodded.

Then, on the night before the transition to Chan Yu's birthday, He Yanchuan, who had an absolutely regular schedule, the lights in the room were not turned off in the early morning, and Chan Yu stepped on the door like the thunderstorm in childhood, and knocked on He Yanchuan's room the door.

It's knocking, it's better to say it's uninvited.

He Yanchuan was sitting in front of the desk, Chan Yu walked over and bent down: "Say, wish me a happy birthday."

He Yanchuan put down the book, looked at her, and read along: "A-chan, happy birthday."

Chan Yu's lips curled up, and a smile flowed from her eyes. Immediately, she turned around and waved to He Yanchuan.

"Uncle He, come—"

Totally mysterious.

Maybe because today is Chan Yu's birthday, He Yanchuan was extremely indulgent, so he stood up and followed.

The girl's steps were indescribably brisk.

Chanyu brought He Yanchuan to the studio, put his hand on the doorknob, and brought up the past with a smile: "Uncle He, do you still remember when I saw the art exhibition before, I told you 'I have something more powerful that I didn't tell you'? "

Chan Yu smiled again and said, "Then I'll tell you today, okay?"

Not giving He Yanchuan a chance to answer at all, Chan Yu took the man's hand, covered it, and led him to unscrew the door together, pushed it again, opened a gap slightly, stepped aside by herself, and said, "Welcome."

Not "Come in", but "You are welcome".

The lights inside were brightly lit, and He Yanchuan let it out with a light push. His hand seemed to have paused for a moment, but he opened the door more firmly. Under the bright lights like daylight, the hidden secret was revealed——

It's him.

The size of the studio is not small, the five sides are covered with paintings, including the zenith, there are more than a hundred of them. Previously, the teacher said that Chan Yu didn't like to draw people, and He Yanchuan knew that was a lie.

Because as early as the day when Chan Yu had menarche at the age of 14, even though she ran back to hide in a hurry, He Yanchuan still saw the figure drawn on the drawing board, it was him——He Yanchuan.

But now "He Yanchuan", there are as many as a hundred or so.

Some are reading books in the yard, some are standing in the living room listening to their subordinates, some are sitting at the dining table calmly raising their chopsticks, some are caught looking back inadvertently... There are even those who are naked and show the scars on their backs of.

Every picture is vivid on the paper.

He Yanchuan didn't understand art, nor did he understand painting.

But it can still be seen from the simple color matching and outline that each picture here is much more detailed than the one in Chanyu's original exhibition. Even a layman like him can see it. I wonder how much effort the creator has put into it. .

He Yanchuan closed the door as early as when he caught a glimpse of it.

His eyes fell on the "self" in each picture, paused for a while, and then moved away to look at the next "self", with a calm expression and no ripples.

Chan Yu stood beside him, not urging.

He Yanchuan finally finished it, and asked, "Is it me?"

Chan Yu said yes.

He Yanchuan smiled, and said: "A-chan, I was wrong." This is him, but not him.

Chan Yu was not annoyed either: "But what I saw in my eyes was like this. The only time you covered my eyes was when you covered my eyes, relying only on sound and imagination, I drew it many times, but it didn't feel the same. I will do it again later. Make it up, you will always see."

He Yanchuan said "um", and then turned off all the lights in the room.

Chan Yu passed him and walked to the drawing board set up by the window.

The room is well lit, and the moonlight shines in at this moment, just falling on the girl's face and the drawing board. He Yanchuan squinted his eyes, secretly borrowing the light of the moonlight, and traced the person in front of the window with his sight.

The girl wears a plain skirt with hair, and she looks as if she is stepping on the moon.

Chan Yu looked at He Yanchuan, and gently stroked the drawing board with her hand. It was still a painting by him——

In the early morning, he was wearing a shirt and sitting on the sofa with sunlight falling in, with his head down, reading the newspaper of the day.

He Yanchuan recalled that it was that morning that Chan Yu suddenly proposed to learn painting.

Chan Yu said: "Do you still remember this? From that time on, I wanted to do this. After so many years of practice and preparation, I finally got my wish. I feel that it shouldn't be too bad. It's a surprise, not a shock, right? "

She paused for a while, "Today is my birthday, but I still want to give you this studio. Would you like it, Uncle He?"

He Yanchuan didn't answer, his eyes melted deeper into the darkness, he didn't know what he was thinking, Chanyu was used to his simplistic reticence in recent years, and didn't mind him not talking, and called again.

"He Yanchuan."

Not "Uncle He".

Standing in the bright moonlight, she didn't see the slightest bit of haze, her hands were folded behind her back, and she leaned forward a little, as if she could really fly down from the tip of the moon and hit a man's arms.

Bright eyes are good at gazing, looking forward to brilliance.

"It's me, I can like you."

Chan Yu tilted her head and smiled again: "That's great."

He Yanchuan ([-])

He Yanchuan had a lot to say, but all of them fell silent when facing Shang Chanyu's bright eyes, most of his face was submerged in the darkness, and no light was visible.

for a long time.

He Yanchuan reached out and touched Chanyu's head, eyes half closed: "Achan, let me think about it."

Chan Yu nodded obediently, did not force him, but just stuffed the key into his hand.

"This is for you." Chan Yu added, "Throw it away if you don't like it, don't give it back to me." The tone was deliberately light, but the expression still betrayed her.

He Yanchuan gave a soft "um", but slightly closed his hands.

Another few days passed.

Chan Yu didn't wait for He Yanchuan's reply, but He Yanchuan waited for the news of Chan Yu's kidnapping.

It was a weekend night, 3 minutes past dinner time, Chan Yu hadn't come home by accident, she hadn't called in advance, she just called, but no one answered her phone, she just confessed to He Yanchuan two days ago, all of this was too much too abnormal.

He Yanchuan asked: "Who is she going out with today?"

The housekeeper replied, it was Lu Baize.

He Yanchuan said, "Call and ask."

But just as he was about to call, Chan Yu's call came. It was on the landline at home. The housekeeper said that it was Miss Chan Yu. He Yanchuan walked over and picked up the receiver.

The person on the other end of the phone was not Chan Yu, but Lu Baize. After hearing his self-report, He Yanchuan unconsciously rubbed his wrist watch with his fingers, and asked straight to the point: "What about her?"

Lu Baize paused, probably because he didn't expect that the person who answered the phone was He Yanchuan. His voice was a little hoarse and a little broken, and he didn't have the vitality of the first meeting at all.

Lu Baize said: "Sister Ah-chan...at my house...by my father..."

He faltered, his words flickered, and he concealed a lot of key words, which made people furious, but He Yanchuan was always calm and didn't rush, but when he first heard that Chan Yu was in Lu's house, he silently slapped his subordinates. gestured.

It took only 3 minutes for Lu Baize to finish speaking, and everyone arrived, densely packed outside the room.

The general idea is that Lu Baize took Chanyu home to review, and Lu Qian was also there, but he drank some wine today, and for some reason, he shot at Chanyu's face that was somewhat similar to Wen Wan. Lu Baize discovered it early, knocked out Lu Qian, and prevented everything from happening.

However, part of his responsibility was partly responsible for the accident. Chan Yu was raised by He Yanchuan since she was a child, and she has never experienced this before.

"She ignored me at all, and kept calling you, Uncle He, Uncle He... kept calling." Lu Baize's last voice was a little pleading, "Mr. He, come here and take Sister Achan away."

He Yanchuan didn't ask him for his address. He Yanchuan knew where the Lu family was located all along. He didn't make any judgments on all of this. He just said in the end: "To kill relatives with righteousness?"

Lu Baize on the other end sighed, and said with vicissitudes at such a young age, "But that's Sister Ah Chan."

If it wasn't for Chan Yu, he wouldn't have said anything.

He Yanchuan led his people to the Lu's house quickly, and his subordinates cautiously reminded him that this matter might not be that simple. Someone deliberately set up a trap with the feathers, and waited for He Yanchuan to come over to persuade him to think twice.

The man turned a deaf ear and walked forward.

Lu Baize was waiting at the gate, and he finally let go when he saw He Yanchuan. While guiding He Yanchuan into the room, he went through some details that he hadn't finished talking on the phone.

In short, Chan Yu is really not doing well right now.

Lu Baize said, "Here we are."

He Yanchuan didn't rush in, but turned around suddenly, and kicked Lu Baize to the wall three meters away. Immediately, people surrounded him and watched him closely.

Lu Baize sat on the ground, coughed twice in pain, didn't want to stand up, let alone resist, just stared at He Yanchuan's back, put his hands behind his back, and laughed.

The room is a land dive.

The curtains inside were drawn tightly, just like the night, He Yanchuan squinted his eyes and swept away, and saw Chan Yu huddled in the corner at a glance.

She hugged her legs with her hands, buried her head in her knees, and shrunk herself into a small ball.

There was no sound of crying, it was very quiet, and she could vaguely hear her breathing.

He Yanchuan approached slowly, and finally saw that Chanyu's skirt was torn apart, and even the neck was exposed, revealing her smooth shoulders and collarbone. He Yanchuan's night vision was excellent, and he could see a bloodstain on the left side of her neck.

There are no other traces.

The kick that kicked Lu Baize just now was still too light.

He Yanchuan approached slowly and called her, "Baby."

Chan Yu's body seemed to tremble, but she didn't seem to respond at all.

He Yanchuan stopped talking, took off his coat, covered Chan Yu from the top of his head, bent down to hug her, and pressed her head forcefully to his chest, letting her listen to his heartbeat.

When he went out, He Yanchuan never looked at Lu Baize again, and ordered his subordinates to surround the entire Lu family mansion from the outside, and no one was allowed to enter.

After that, he got into the car with Chan Yu in his arms and drove away.

He Yanchuan's people were patrolling outside, but Lu Baize didn't respond to this situation.

He rubbed his aching chest, that foot was really merciless, his ribs were almost broken, he vomited blood, and walked to the study next to him.

Lu Qian, who didn't show up the whole time, was being locked inside by him.

Here Lu Boxe knocked him out and tied him up.

As early as when he was on the phone, he begged for Lu Qian and He Yanchuan. He didn't talk too much, but he had fulfilled his responsibility as a son. The man didn't look for Lu Qian when he came, maybe he was worried about Chan Yu's situation, maybe I found something.

Thinking of this, Lu Boxe smiled.

He picked up the bucket of ice water that he had prepared a long time ago, and poured it over Lu Qian's head. The unmelted ice cubes hit his body, and it was cold and painful. Lu Qian opened his eyes, and it was Lu Baize who met him. Zhang Cancan's smiling face.

Lu Baize squatted down and looked at Lu Qian: "Father, you are dead."

Lu Qian said coldly: "Nizi!"

Lu Baize's smile didn't change, he sat down on his seat, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip slowly, looked condescendingly at Lu Qian who was kneeling on the ground because of being tied up, and said with a smile: "Yeah, I am. "

Seeing his appearance, Lu Qian suddenly calmed down.

He was talking to Chan Yu, but when Lu Baize brought tea, he didn't care, and told him to put it down, but seeing Chan Yu's terrified expression, he turned around and was beaten unconscious by Lu Baize.

In the haze, I heard Chan Yu asking loudly: "Lu Baize, what are you doing?!"

Then, he lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he was tied up by Lu Baize.

Lu Qian's glasses have long since fallen off, looking at the completely unfamiliar son in front of him, or they have never been familiar with them: "Aze, what are you going to do?" Holding his head that was still stabbing, "Chan Yu Well, what did you do to her?"

The second half of the sentence, with tension.

Lu Baize thoughtfully said: "Don't worry, Sister Ah-chan is fine. He Yanchuan just came here to take her away, and now there are all his people outside."

"what have you done?"

Lu Baize tilted his head, and smiled obediently: "Wrong dad, you should ask what 'you' did."

Lu Qian looked at him coldly.

Lu Baize told He Yanchuan exactly what he had just said on the phone. After hearing this, Lu Qian grasped a key point: "Did you touch her?"

"No." Lu Baize waved his hands, "She is my sister, Ah-chan."

Lu Qian didn't see He Yanchuan's angry appearance, so he believed Lu Baize's words.

In fact, Lu Baize really didn't touch Chanyu.

After witnessing Lu Baize's attack on Lu Qian, Chan Yu quickly calmed down. Lu Baize honestly explained his plan to Chan Yu. He didn't want him to listen to it, not only did not object or stop him, but also made a request to make himself more thorough. to join it.

The torn skirt and the red marks on her neck were all caused by herself.

Lu Boxe also said distressedly that she was really cruel to him, and what answered him was the girl's extremely firm eyes.

With Chanyu's complicity, Lu Baize was able to say "you are dead" to Lu Qian with such certainty.

Lu Qian gradually thought of this, and even though he didn't want to admit it, he didn't ask again—"Do you think He Yanchuan would believe it?" In this case, if there is Chan Yu contributing to the flames, no matter whether it is true or not, he will not be able to escape .

In comparison, the pain in the head is almost negligible.

Lu Qian looked at Lu Baize: "Ah Ze, are you avenging your mother?" He sighed again, "I owe her."

No, Lu Baize sneered again: "Don't be ridiculous, Dad, I was only five years old when she died, how much memory can I have? Besides, she was very nice to me? Don't pretend to be a good person, it's disgusting, I I'm going to throw up."

Lu Baize had told Chan Yu about his life experience, but he kept a lot of secrets along the way.

That touching fairy tale of love, after it is revealed, is more disgusting than the mud under your feet.

Back then, Lu Qian couldn't fall in love and raped his mother while drunk.

After discovering that he made the wrong person, he confessed and hated himself, but he did not stop there. Instead, he made mistakes again and again, but the person under him was not gentle after all. The measures were not in place, and after many downtimes, Lu Baize was born.

Man is such a strange creature.

You can sleep with women you don't love, but you don't allow them to conceive your own children, you hate yourself, but you want to blame others for your faults. During that time, women were often tossed by Lu Qian, from speech, to The body, and then the mind.

But to support a woman to sleep with a man who doesn't love herself but has someone else in her heart, what else can she have besides love?It was said that it was rape, and there was also an element of her acquiescence.

Lu Baize's mother was not an idle person, she used various means to join the Lu family and gave birth to Lu Baize, but the situation after marriage did not improve at all, but intensified, becoming a full-fledged rival, verbally abusing and even beating and kicking, Chan Compared with the Lu family, the disharmony between Yu's parents was nothing more than a small fight.

If things go on like this, no matter how strong the love is, there will be a day when it will be worn out. Lu Baize's mother is not unlucky and did not survive to enjoy the blessings, but she has never enjoyed a day of blessings from the beginning to the end!

She insisted on marrying Lu Qian. Not long after giving birth to Lu Baize, this strong woman suffered from depression, and was imprisoned by Lu Qian at home from then on. She didn't see the light of day. Later, she committed suicide successfully, so she barely said it was a relief. Bar.

As for Lu Qian's refusal to continue?

He only has gentleness in his heart, who else can he continue.

Everyone has their own choice, and if you choose the right one or the wrong one, you have to bear it yourself. Therefore, Lu Baize didn't feel much about his mother's experience and death, and he didn't feel much about Lu Qian's neglect of him. People, talking about his gossip behind his back, he also didn't feel anything.

Not happy or sad, staying out of the matter, like watching the life and death farce of a few strangers, this dirty and wealthy farce.

Until later when I met Chan Yu, it was also the parents who were at odds. She was even more difficult than him in terms of living in poverty and losing her parents. Shouldn't they hug each other and lick each other's wounds? Why did they live better than him in the end? What?

At first, Lu Baize approached Chan Yu with a curious attitude, but gradually his taste changed somehow. Finally, when he came out today, the reason Lu Baize gave Lu Qian was that he was born by that woman after all, and as long as he saw He is happy when he looks embarrassed.

Lu Qian was silent for a long time, without asking himself or how the Lu family will be in the future, he just bowed his head and said, "That's fine, I deserve what I deserve."

"Dad." Lu Baize called him, his tone was not respectful, and his smile was still sweet with malice. He suggested, "You like her so much, why don't you go underground and see her."

After going out, Lu Boxe pressed hard on the wound, coughed a few more times, raised his head and smiled.

——No.

You did it because you saw the disgusting look in Sister Ah-Chan's eyes. Speaking of which, I, who brought her in front of you, couldn't be more clean. We are all equally disgusting.

Sure enough, there was that dirty blood in his body.

Lu Boxe covered his face and smiled, tears rolling down his face.

He Yanchuan brought Chan Yu back, carried her upstairs, and put her on the bed again.

Chanyu didn't even say "thank you", turned her back, and slowly curled herself up into a ball, as if feeling that she was too embarrassed at the moment, and stretched out her hand to pull the quilt next to her, and within a few moments, He Yanchuan held her hand again .

He Yanchuan said, "Look at me."

Chan Yu ignored it and lowered her head even lower.

He Yanchuan pinched her chin, turned his head over, lowered his head to touch Chan Yu's forehead, met her with black eyes, and asked, "Who am I?"

Chan Yu lowered her eyes.

He Yanchuan rubbed Chan Yu's cheeks with his fingers, he smiled and said, "Very good."

then.

Undercurrents surged in his eyes.

He straightened Chan Yu, turned over, and pressed the person under him, kneeling on both sides of Chan Yu, Chan Yu tried to escape, but the man's physique was strong enough to suppress all the girl's struggles.

He Yanchuan leaned down, pulled the tie, and blindfolded her. Chanyu cried and pushed him desperately, and heard a "tear" sound in the darkness. It was He Yanchuan who tore off her skirt, this time to tie her skirt. Hold her hands.

The girl was imprisoned at the head of the bed, and she could only twist her body to express her uneasiness. Suddenly, the weight on her body lightened, and the broken light falling on the fabric disappeared.

The room was completely dark, only the man was left dimly lit.

Memories of this night are destined to be disordered.

Like a beast that haunts the night, the man broke through all the shackles, leaving only the instinctive plunder and cruelty. He ignored the girl's cries, and easily tore her skirt to pieces, revealing the real and complete her.

But the sacrifice was not treated gently.

His cold, calloused fingers landed on the wound on the girl's neck, hot and rough, and then he caressed every part of her body inhumanely, arousing her immature lust, but Fickle refused to give.

Chan Yu couldn't help shouting "Uncle He", these three words were like a curse, the man was finally satisfied, and covered her body rewardingly, his fingertips lingered on her wound, evoking trembling pains.

Immediately, He Yanchuan lowered his head, and bit Chan Yu's shoulder viciously!

Enough to tear her apart.

The long night has just begun—

He gnawed and bit her body recklessly. After removing the illusion of gentle restraint, he was extremely rude and insisted on leaving traces of his presence. After hearing the girl's exclamation, he licked and teased her tenderly. To appease her, wait for her to calm down a little, and go to persecute the next place.

Repeatedly, without end.

Following He Yanchuan's movements, Chan Yu was thrown into the sky for a while, feeling extremely happy; for a while, she was sunk into the deep sea by him, on the verge of suffocation... I don't know how long she will be up and down in such a polarity of yin and yang.

He Yanchuan licked her ear, but slipped his hand between her closed legs, carefully put the ear pinna between his lips, playing with it, his voice full of love was extremely low, and bit the ear pinna again.

"Open it."

He ordered, "Baby, open it for me."

Chan Yu vaguely heard herself "hmm", the man's kiss went all the way down, buried between her legs, Chan Yu could feel his breath spraying on a position deeper than the previous wound.

Then, He Yanchuan smiled, breathing deeper and deeper: "Good boy."

It was his kiss.