Tang Xinluo cried so sadly, buried her head in Lu Yuchen's neck, and sobbed continuously.
Her crying made him anxious.
Lu Yuchen never thought that he was just giving her a lesson and telling her not to make the same mistake again, so why did she come so soon
She is indeed a delicate little woman.
Lu Yuchen was at a loss for a moment, and patted her back to comfort her, "Okay, okay, don't cry... If you cry again, you will become ugly."
"Wu... You bully me and you still despise me for being ugly!" Tang Xinluo rubbed against his neck, rubbing her tears and snot on it.
The man who always loved cleanliness didn't care about the wet feeling on his neck at this time, and continued to pat her and coax her: "I don't dislike it... How could I dislike it..."
"I just dislike you..." She got the upper hand and now she is taking advantage of the situation, "I was bullied and you blamed me, saying it was my fault!"
When Lu Yuchen heard this, he knew that this little woman was taking advantage of the opportunity to get away with it.
But there is no way, I have to feel sorry for my woman.
It would have been fine if she didn't cry, but once she started crying, her heart became completely soft.
For Lu Yuchen, the only occasion when Tang Xinluo, this little woman, could cry was when she was in bed.
He could make her scream in bed, but he couldn't do anything about it, seeing her crying so sadly at ordinary times.
"Okay, I don't blame you. You didn't mean it." Although I agreed with what she said, I still had to explain some rules to her.
"But, don't let anyone else leave marks on you in the future. You are mine, and you belong to me, Lu Yuchen, and I won't allow anyone else's marks on you."
No matter whether it is a man or a woman, no one is allowed to touch his Xiao Luo.
Whenever he thought that Lu Qinghao not only touched her but was also her nominal ex-husband, he couldn't help but want that person to disappear from this world.
Tang Xinluo was crying hard, but when she heard Lu Yuchen's words, she was suddenly stunned.
She gradually stopped crying, and after a long while, she raised her head and asked timidly, "Are you angry... just because of, this?"
The wrist was raised, revealing the red mark on it.
The man's sharp eyes fell on the red mark, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt uncomfortable.
But for fear of scaring this delicate little woman, he could only suppress his displeasure and nodded.
Tang Xinluo stared at his handsome features so close to her in a daze, and suddenly she didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
After all this fuss, he was actually just angry over such a small matter!
She thought he was bothered by her...
"You... why didn't you tell me earlier!?" Tang Xinluo wiped her tears in annoyance.
I feel so ridiculous.
"Why didn't you say so earlier? You already have traces of someone else's injuries on your body." He seemed to be extremely resentful about the wound on her wrist.
Cough cough, Tang Xinluo felt that the air pressure in the car suddenly became low again.
For her own safety, she decided to take a risk and please the man.
She took the initiative to reach out, put her arms around his neck, and then put her little mouth close to his ear.
Gently, in a voice that only the two of them could hear, she whispered, "Don't be angry... At worst, when we get back, I'll let you... print as much as you want..."
"real?"
Mr. Lu's stern expression finally eased a little.
Looking into her deep eyes, there was a flash of heat.
"Hmm?" Tang Xinluo nodded timidly, and suddenly felt like he was shooting himself in the foot.
So that night, after Mrs. Lu was brought back to the villa by Mr. Lu, she was thrown directly onto the bed by Mr. Lu without even seeing her best friend.
After a night of passion, the marks left by the previous night have not yet disappeared, and new marks have been left on them.
Only when someone looks with satisfaction at the marks left by himself on the fair and delicate neck of a young woman, will he completely get rid of his hatred towards his ex-husband.
Humph, his Xiao Luo can only belong to him and him alone. (To be continued)