The Love of My Life: The Deep Fall of the Chief

He Xiaoran shook her head, she just felt burning all over and had no appetite at all, "You eat, I'm not hungry."

Lu Siyuan tried several times, but He Xiaoran didn't open his mouth, so he had to put the apple into his mouth, and coaxed him while eating, "Well, Xiaoran, the apple you bought is really delicious, really, do you want to try it?" one time?"

He Xiaoran frowned slightly, stretched out his hand coquettishly to avoid the arm he stretched out again, "Don't eat."

Lu Siyuan sighed and put the apple aside, "Then I'll go down and buy you something to eat. What do you want?"

He Xiaoran still shook his head, "No need, I'm really not hungry."

Lu Siyuan couldn't resist her, so he sat for a while, and finally went downstairs to buy some porridge, put it on the table, and said to He Xiaoran,

"I bought some porridge and put it on the table. If you're hungry, get up and heat it up. The old Zhang in the bureau is treating guests to dinner today. It's related to future promotion. I really can't stay longer. I'll come over as soon as I'm done. look at you."

He Xiaoran nodded, "Well, I see."

At this moment, she felt that the effect of the medicine had come up, her head didn't hurt so much, and she had some strength in her body.

Barely propping up his body to sit up, he smiled and bid farewell to Lu Siyuan.

Lu Siyuan took another deep look at her, tucked the corner of the quilt over her body, picked up the coat that was on the back of the chair, turned and left.

Watching his meticulous every move, a deep sense of guilt and shame suddenly rose in He Xiaoran's heart.

Is it too selfish for her to hide it from Lu Siyuan like this, but she doesn't know what to do.

Do you want to confess to him?No, she couldn't do it, she didn't want to lose Lu Siyuan from the bottom of her heart.

Closing her eyes in pain, she struggled to put on her slippers and get out of bed. The only thing she can do now is to work hard and pay off the money owed to Luoyang as soon as possible.

Enduring a headache and lying in front of the writing desk, He Xiaoran drew and drew, and suddenly angrily threw the drawing he had just drawn into a ball and threw it on the ground.

He Xiaoran was about to go crazy. Why was God so unfair that he gave himself such a stupid head?

Didn't I have a natural destiny to be a designer?

Her sudden uncontrollable emotions knocked over the water glass on the table, and the glass fell to the ground and shattered.

A fragment of the glass, one of which went straight into the crack of the floor, stood upright without falling over.

He Xiaoran glanced at it inadvertently, and was immediately attracted by this phenomenon.

Human thinking is sometimes like this, it is easy to be imprisoned by a fixed pattern, but once you break it into several pieces, you can piece together different shapes at will.

A feeling of joy welled up spontaneously, and He Xiaoran grasped the sudden jump of inspiration, leaning on the table and working hard to create.

Until there was a sound of opening the door, she thought it was Lu Siyuan, without raising her head, she just said, "Wait a minute, it's coming soon."

The people who came in really didn't make a sound, nor disturbed her, they stood quietly behind her and looked at her until she was done and straightened up contentedly.

"Siyuan, you..." He Xiaoran turned around excitedly, but the expression on his face froze instantly.

It wasn't Lu Siyuan, it was Luoyang.

She looked at the sky, and it was probably six or seven o'clock in the evening.

"Why are you here?" The expression on her face turned cold.

When Luo Yang heard her "Siyuan", his complexion changed, his brows were deeply frowned, his eyes were gloomy and terrifying, "Why, you don't welcome me?"

He Xiaoran was a little frightened by his expression, but he still pretended to be calm and said: "As a boss, it seems bad for you to break into the employees' private homes like this?"

Luo Yang snorted coldly, "As an employee, the boss made dozens of phone calls and you didn't answer them. Is that all right?"

He Xiaoran actually regarded him as Lu Siyuan?

After such a toss, didn't she break off the relationship with Lu Siyuan? She really underestimated the love between them.

Moreover, does Lu Siyuan often appear in her home so silently?

Luo Yang felt that he didn't dare to think about it anymore, his eyes were frighteningly gloomy, but he suppressed his anger.

He Xiaoran's breathing was stagnant, it was broken, and he forgot to mute the phone.

There was a slight pain in the stomach and then disappeared in an instant. He Xiaoran didn't pay attention to it. He got up and wanted to find the mobile phone that he didn't know where he had lost.

Fortunately, Luo Yang had quick eyesight and quick hands, and stepped forward to support her body. Before He Xiaoran's pajamas could be changed, Luo Yang felt his hands go soft through the thin material of pajamas, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but twitch. He even forgot Take your hand back.

He Xiaoran staggered, pushed his hand away, his face flushed, "Luoyang, you bastard!"

Of course Luo Yang knew what he touched just now, his heartbeat couldn't help but speed up, but the expression on his face remained the same, even a little frivolous, "It's not like I haven't touched it before, why are you reacting so much?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, "slap", He Xiaoran slapped him across the face.

Due to illness, the strength in her hands was not heavy, but soft, but Luo Yang didn't pay attention, but was furious at her sudden reaction.

"You hit me?"

This slap completely vented the anger in his heart, just now He Xiaoran's "Siyuan" had touched his bottom line, he was just enduring it.

Thinking of the heartfelt smile on He Xiaoran's face when she called "Siyuan" just now, the kindness and familiarity are in stark contrast to the alienation and indifference when she called "Luoyang" , His heart couldn't help burning.

It sounded like the man was coming and going at her place a lot, so what else were they doing together.

He admitted that he was jealous, he was madly jealous.

"So what if I hit you, shameless." He Xiaoran stared at him with shame and indignation.

"I'm shameless, so what are you doing behind your husband's back and letting a man come and go in and out of your house at will?"

Grabbing He Xiaoran's wrist, he pulled her over and threw her on the sofa next to him without mercy. The coldness in his eyes made He Xiaoran feel cold all over his body.

"What are the consequences of beating me? It seems that you didn't learn enough last time." Luo Yang pressed his whole body down, grabbed He Xiaoran's wrist tightly, and pressed her against the corner of the sofa, his voice seemed to come from Squeeze out between teeth.

He Xiaoran hadn't eaten all day, and he didn't have any strength in his body. Being pressed there by him, he was unable to struggle, but he stubbornly turned his head to avoid looking at him, "Luoyang, please respect yourself, we are just a contract couple."

Her reaction angered Luoyang even more, self-respect?Why self-respect?

She dismissed herself like this, and then flirted with other men?
"Who said that contracted couples don't need to fulfill their obligations?"

Resentful in his heart, he lowered his head and fiercely kissed He Xiaoran's neck, biting rather than kissing.

He Xiaoran screamed and struggled, all to no avail.

Luo Yang's kiss spread ferociously on He Xiaoran's neck, leaving a little trace of his own, then blocked He Xiaoran's lips domineeringly, and a pair of big hands ravaged her body.

He Xiaoran's struggles changed from big to small, and finally he seemed to give up completely, and he remained motionless, letting Luoyang knead him.

He Xiaoran no longer struggled, Luoyang seemed to have lost interest as well, he stopped his movements, panting for breath while propping himself up to look at her.

I saw He Xiaoran lying on the sofa with a pale face, tears overflowing from the corners of her tightly closed eyes, wet her long and dense eyelashes.

Luo Yang let go of her, stood up, straightened his somewhat messy shirt collar with his back to He Xiaoran, his back was proud and indifferent, as if he had just played a game of cat and mouse.

Seeing that he stopped moving, He Xiaoran bit his lip, propped himself up and sat up from the sofa, his eyes were stubborn and filled with deep hatred.

She wanted to speak, but she felt a sharp pain in her stomach, and fine cold sweat oozes from her forehead in an instant. Before she could make a sound, she fell to the ground, knocked over the glass on the table, smashed There is a hole in the ground, get out of the way.

Luoyang heard the movement, and when he turned his head, he saw He Xiaoran's figure falling to the ground.

His heart, which was still filled with anger just now, suddenly panicked.

"Xiao Ran!" He screamed, stepped forward in two steps, his calf bumped against the corner of the coffee table suddenly, he gasped in pain, but at this moment he didn't care about it.

Lifting He Xiaoran from the ground, He Xiaoran was already unconscious, and opened his mouth under his shaking, but only let out a few painful groans.

Damn, her forehead is hot as hell, and she has a fever.

I should have noticed earlier, when I just kissed her, I felt that her body was abnormally hot, and I thought she was angry or shy.

Self-blame mixed with panic came overwhelming.

At the entrance of the hospital, unable to wait for the doctor to arrive, Luo Yang reached out and picked up He Xiaoran who was in the car, and strode inside.

"Don't sleep, don't sleep Xiaoran." Luo Yang's expression was extremely tense, but He Xiaoran was sweating continuously from the pain, her eyelids could hardly be opened, she felt as if she was going to die.

In fact, it’s good to die like this, it’s really good to die, and there will be no pain at all.

Everyone in this world is so smart, only I am like a fool, being rolled into a ball and kicked around among everyone.

The tall and handsome man hurriedly walked all the way with the petite woman in his arms. This scene has already attracted the attention of many people, not to mention that this man is the one who offended the French real estate industry just because he succeeded the president of Shengshi in the newspaper recently. The leading young master of the Luo family!
Soon someone recognized them, and some even took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

The strobe light made Luo Yang even more irritable. With a dark face and cold eyes, he glanced at the crowd, and while holding He Xiaoran in his arms, he yelled coldly at the onlookers standing in front of him, "Get out!"

The bystander who blocked the way was a good-looking girl. She originally wanted to sneak up to take a photo with Luoyang and go back to show off to her girlfriends.