Quan Shao's Secret Favorite: 36 Strategies for Attacking Marriage

Tong Zhaohua's eyes were slightly closed, and then he was pushed hard by Shen Beichen, staggering and almost falling backwards.

She reached out and clasped Shen Beichen's shoulder easily. The woman exclaimed and gritted her teeth: "You don't deserve it!"

Tong Chaohua raised his eyebrows, opened his mouth slightly, and was caught off guard by the sudden visitor.

"Snapped--"

The surrounding air seemed to be quiet, Ai Ye carefully supported Shen Beichen, and glared at Tong Chaohua viciously.

Clear fingerprints appeared on the woman's fair face, Ai Ye snorted coldly and said in disdain: "Is she the elf who blatantly robbed Lu Lin?"

Shen Beichen rolled his eyes, acquiescing to Ai Ye's words.

Ai Ye looked at Tong Zhaohua with arrogance, and then said in a strange way: "A 'three' still wants to be Lu Lin's lover with a sweet face?" She took a step forward to get closer to Tong Zhaohua, staring at Tong Zhaohua aggressively: "Just use this Making a deal with a dirty body, marrying that old man Yun Mantian, really evil..." Heart...

Before she could finish her sentence, she was beaten back by Tong Zhaohua. The woman sneered, squeezed her fingers tightly, and looked at Shen Beichen and Ai Ye with a half-smile, and they were a little scared.

"By the way, I forgot to tell Miss Shen that Lu Lin wants to start over with me."

Shen Beichen froze, his mind went blank.

Not far away, Yun Mantian bumped into this scene and approached them with a layer of haze on his face. He took off his jacket and put it on Tong Zhaohua's shoulders in a gentlemanly manner, and hugged the woman.

The man looked cold, looked straight at Shen Beichen, and grabbed the woman's arm with precision, almost crushing: "You and Lu Lin are both talented and beautiful, they are a match made in heaven, but Miss Shen's hands are too long ?”

Shen Beichen tried to shrink back and screamed in a high voice: "Let go!"

Yun Mantian vigorously flung it away in the opposite direction, with a smile on his face: "You better not mess with my woman."

If Ai Ye hadn't pulled Shen Beichen, she would have fallen to the ground in embarrassment.

Yun Mantian led Tong Chaohua all the way out of "National Beauty and Heavenly Fragrance". Halfway through, Tong Chaohua could barely regain his thoughts.

She saw Yun Mantian put down the buzzing cell phone, and turned to look at her leisurely.

The woman bit her lower lip with her teeth, and was stared at furiously: "Why do you help me?"

"Remember this kind of anger, so you can go further." The man looked into the distance, frowning slightly.

Yun Mantian was silent for a long time, retracted his gaze and said slowly: "I'll take you back."

The car window was open, and the cold wind came in along the gap, mixed with the cool and slender rain. Tong Zhaohua regained his composure: "This is not the way back to the apartment."

The piercing sound of brakes sounded, the woman leaned forward uncontrollably, and the man's ghostly voice surrounded her ears: "Tong Xin committed suicide in prison after you were imprisoned, four years too late."

Yun Mantian suddenly approached Tong Zhaohua, pressed her head with one hand and made her look at him: "Don't you want to go and see your father?"

Tong Zhaohua only felt that the blood in her whole body seemed to freeze at that moment, and the air around her was suddenly cold. Her limbs were stiff and uncontrollably, she opened the car door with a low growl and fell into the night.

The headlights hit her directly, the rain gradually thickened, and the pedestrians on the road ran at a fast pace, but she seemed to have lost her soul, a walking dead.

A black Cayenne behind her kept a close distance from her.

The rain became heavier, and Tong Zhaohua walked aimlessly. The suit on her body had already been unknowingly dropped on the wet street. Transparent water beads hung on her smooth shoulders, which became glistening under the dim streetlights. Hui.

The woman stopped, and slowly squatted down, curled up into a ball, shivering from the cold.

From time to time, there was a sharp pain in the knee that spread to all the limbs. After four years in prison, his body suffered from rheumatism.

She didn't remember how she walked to the door of the apartment, there was a rough sound of the car door closing behind her, and the distance between her hasty and heavy steps shortened instantly.

She fell into a warm embrace.

Meeting Lu Lin's sullen gaze, Tong Zhaohua giggled. She wiped the rain off her face and pinched the man's resolute face: "It's good to be able to dream."

When she wanted to pull away from the man's arms, he leaned over and pressed her back against the uneven wall.

The woman's consciousness gradually became clear, and she struggled to push him away. Lu Lin looked at her with bottomless eyes, and kissed her overwhelmingly.

The man tried so hard that he seemed to want to rub her, who was drenched all over, into her flesh and blood.

He gnawed his teeth fiercely and invaded every inch of her territory. Tong Zhaohua had no power to resist, his face flushed and he collapsed into the man's arms.

Lu Lin reluctantly left the woman's lips, resting his chin on her forehead, his voice hoarse: "Where are the keys?"

He wants to enter the apartment where she lives?
Tong Zhaohua pursed his lips and wanted to speak, but his throat seemed to be burned by carbon fire, so he had no choice but to say nothing.

Regardless of her resistance, the man hugged her horizontally in his arms, with a smile on his brows and eyes, just like four years ago, he loved her even more.

He bit her earlobe with his lips, the woman's body trembled slightly, and the man's mouth opened and closed: "Then I will take you home."

The hot air was dense, and Tong Zhaohua's heart seemed to be gently teased by a feather.

She has no home!
The woman pushed Lu Lin away violently and looked at him coldly. She tried her best to restrain herself, her chest heaved and panted slightly, and she showed her final dignity and majesty: "Get out!"

Tong Chaohua suddenly took out the key from under the flower pot at the door, rushed into the apartment, and stumbled all the way to the bathroom.

She wants to wash away all the breath left by Lu Lin on her body!
The door of the bedroom seemed to be kicked open vigorously, Tong Zhaohua rushed in barefoot wrapped in a bath towel, in the endless darkness, she could only see a tall black shadow.

The man approached her step by step and held her tightly in his arms. With a scream, Tong Zhaohua opened his mouth and bit the man's shoulder hard.

She heard the man grunt, and then she fell into the warm big bed.

Lu Lin patted the bedside lamp on with one hand, inspected the woman under him, and found that her small face was pale, and there was no trace of blood on her lips.

He hooked his lips and leaned closer to her, chuckling: "Affair?"

Feeling his breath so close, Tong Zhaohua froze, and restlessly grabbed the quilt with his fingers.

Sensing her tense state, Lu Lin gently brushed her delicate collarbone with his fingertips, and then down, his voice was charming and angry: "Do you need to record a CD for Yun Mantian? Prove that you were forced to .”

Tong Zhaohua's little hand pressed against the man's chest, and she could clearly feel his accelerated heartbeat.

The woman yelled hysterically: "You beast!"

"Then I'll be a beast to the end!"

Lu Lin looked at Tong Zhaohua expressionlessly, her long eyelashes fell, and the hand on his chest slowly let go...

As the night got deeper, the rain outside the window slapped on the balcony window, crisp and loud, and the chill was threatening.