Looking up again, Leng Yihuang has already entered the door, with a pair of dark eyes shining scary, walking towards her in a straight line, but she smelled the strong smell of alcohol on his body, and she didn't know how much alcohol he drank .
She was already terrified of Leng Yihuang on weekdays, but now that he drank, she was even more terrified.
He turned over and wanted to escape from the other side of the bed, but his ankle tightened and he dragged him back directly.
Lin Xiaomi screamed and kicked vigorously with both feet, but due to the disparity in strength between men and women, Leng Yihuang pinned her down on the bed.
"Let me go! Let me go!" She struggled hard and looked at him in horror.
But I heard him smile lowly, with the pride of success in his smile: "Run, run again, let's see where you can go."
"You're drunk, don't go crazy with me! Get out!"
Leng Yihuang sneered: "I'm not drunk, I just drank a little bit, if you don't believe me, ask me a question and see if I can answer you."
Lin Xiaomi tried to push him away with both hands, but was sweating from exhaustion, the man was still like a cow.
There is no way to reason with a drunk person, and she finally understood this truth.
He stared at him dejectedly for a while, then suddenly took a gentle tone: "Can you let me go?"
"No! Look, I told you I'm not drunk. It's hard for you to come back to me and let you go. I'm the biggest fool in the world."
Lin Xiaomi couldn't help but slander, do you think you are smart? Take shamelessness as IQ.
"I'm really not Lin Xiaomi. How many times do you have to tell me to believe me? Do you have to be crazy to be satisfied?"
Leng Yihuang narrowed his eyes and looked at her: "Then how many times do I have to tell you before you will believe that you are really my Xiaomi. I have shown you the appraisal report, but you just don't believe it."
"How do you make me believe it! You keep saying that I am Lin Xiaomi, okay, then you give me back my mobile phone and let me call back. I want to ask my parents, mother, brother, and brother, if I am Lin Xiaomi Millet!"
Leng Yihuang shook his head slowly: "They are all liars, they won't tell you the truth, they are not trustworthy."
Lin Xiaomi was really laughed at by him: "They can't be trusted, huh, don't I trust my parents, mother, brother and brother, do you want me to trust you, a stranger?!"
As if irritated by her mocking tone, Leng Yihuang grabbed both of her wrists with his big hands and pressed them to his head.
Lin Xiaomi looked at him in panic: "What are you going to do?"
He controlled her with one hand, smiled maliciously, brushed his thin lips behind her ear, and felt the woman in his arms tremble slightly!
Holding her slender waist with a big hand, gently touching...
Lin Xiaomi screamed "Ah", and the whole body trembled even more.
The roots of the ears turned red as quickly as the human eye could see.
"Leng Yihuang, you bastard, don't touch me!"
"You bastard! Don't touch there, I told you not to touch there!!"
The big hand kept looking for the position where she was ticklish, and finally slowly held her white and cute little feet.
Lin Xiaomi looked at him more and more horrified, her eyes widened like a frightened elk.
"What are you going to do?"
Her thin lips curled up slightly, her big hand held her little feet, and suddenly scratched the soles of her feet lightly...
"Ha ha… "
Lin Xiaomi's tense and embarrassing face suddenly changed, the anger that had risen before could no longer be restrained, and the whole person laughed uncontrollably, twisting and twisting because of dodging in his arms.
His deep dark eyes looked at her smiling face without blinking, that was the most cherished thing in his life.
Lin Xiaomi laughed unbearably, tears came out of her laughter, what she feared most in her life was being scratched on the soles of her feet, she couldn't bear it at all, the itchiness was so painful that she couldn't live without dying.
"Let me go... hahaha... let go... ha... let me go... hahaha..."
Leng Yihuang looked at her with pursed lips, and looked at the delicate face of the woman in his arms, his voice softened involuntarily: "Tell me, are you my Xiaomi?"
Lin Xiaomi felt that she was going to be discouraged, but she really wasn't.
She didn't let go, and Leng Yihuang kept scratching the soles of her feet maliciously.
She laughed at the end and turned into crying. She couldn't bear it anymore, and cried and scolded him: "Leng Yihuang, you bastard... haha... you go to hell... hahaha... kill me if you have the ability... hahaha... I I really can't take it anymore...you kill me... woo woo woo..."
Lin Xiaomi cried louder and louder. She had never been treated like this before. She was most ticklish since she was a child, but no one knew that her most ticklish place was actually on the soles of her feet. She really couldn't bear it.
Leng Yihuang couldn't bear to see her crying, with tears streaming down her face, so she withdrew her hand and raised it to wipe her tears: "Why are you crying? How are you doing? Are you convinced?"
Lin Xiaomi was sobbing. Although he stopped scratching, he still felt that feeling on the soles of his feet.
It's really a feeling of being unable to survive.
She had never been wronged like this before. Today, she was bullied by Leng Yihuang like this, and she was imprisoned here by him, so there was no possibility of her getting out.
When Lin Xiaomi thought about it, she was already crying anyway. With the strength of crying, she cried out all her grievances, and she cried even louder.
Her cries could be heard throughout the villa.
"Leng Yihuang, you bastard, why don't you die, you bastard, why do you treat me like this, why!!"
The small fists fell on him like raindrops, and Leng Yihuang let her hit him. Hearing her crying, he laughed aloud: "Finally, I know who the cries and howls of ghosts in Junlin look like."
He said, but she cried even louder. Leng Yihuang finally felt distressed, for fear that she would cry and break his body: "Okay, don't cry, the voice is really ugly."
A man who has never been very good at talking, four years have passed, his ability to speak harshly has not changed, but his ability to coax his wife has regressed.
Lin Xiaomi was so angry that he strangled him to death, and tried to push him away: "Go away!"
"I won't get out, now you should be clear, you are my Xiaomi, if you are not, then how can I be so aware of your ticklish places? I am afraid that even your parents don't know about these things, right? A secret that only the closest husband and wife will know, don't you agree?"
Leng Yihuang coaxed in a low voice, leaning down to peck her cheek.
"You are my Xiaomi, my Xiaomi."
Lin Xiaomi sobbed, sweating all over her body from crying, until the end she didn't even have the strength to cry.
Just sobbing from time to time because of grievances.
She was a little suffocated thinking about Leng Yihuang's words...
Is everything he said true? But is this possible