A Long Way to Marriage: Ruan Shao's Replacement New Wife

Ruan Peichen's words made Xielm's face turn redder instantly.

She slightly raised her eyes to look at Ruan Peichen, and couldn't help but said, "I can handle it myself, just put down the medicine box."

Ruan Peichen glanced back at West Elm, then threw the medicine box on the bed, turned around and walked in front of West Elm, and picked him up in his arms.

Being hugged by a princess like Ruan Peichen, Xiyu's body center of gravity suddenly lifted into the air. She was so frightened that she hurriedly wrapped her arms around Ruan Peichen's arms, but her shoulder just happened to hit Ruan Peichen's lips.

From Ruan Peichen's point of view, the shoulders, which are as white as jade and have a faint fragrance, seem to be delicious food delivered to their door.

His gaze on West Elm deepened further.

Carrying Xi Yu directly onto the bed, Ruan Peichen grabbed Xi Yu's ankle, and then pulled Xi Yu's injured leg.

West Elm struggled subconsciously, whimpering like a small animal, trying to push Ruan Peichen's hand away, but gave Ruan Peichen a hard look.

"I'm moving around, I don't guarantee that I will take the medicine with peace of mind..."

West Elm stared at Ruan Peichen with a pair of foggy eyes. Before he could turn his head around, he asked in confusion, "What are you going to do without taking the medicine?"

Ruan Peichen tightened his grip on Xi Yu's hand. He looked at Xi Yu's innocent face, with wet black hair reflecting a snow-white face, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of hotness in his body...

"Nie Xiyu, are you playing stupid?"

Ruan Peichen stared at Nie Xiyu and asked in a hoarse voice.

West Elm frowned puzzled, feeling a little annoyed, and said, "I don't know what you're talking about..."

It's just that before West Elm finished speaking, Ruan Peichen suddenly grabbed her neck from behind, then bowed his head and kissed her.

West Elm's eyes widened in an instant, and he put his hands in front of Ruan Peichen, trying to push Ruan Peichen away.

However, Ruan Peichen pushed him down on the bed. The two completely different bodies were masculine and soft but fit tightly together without a single gap.

The air in West Elm's mouth seemed to be completely sucked away by Ruan Peichen, and even the struggle seemed limp and powerless.

Ruan Peichen lifted the white bath towel in front of him very easily, then conquered the city and moved around on West Elm...

West Elm snorted lightly, with a weak and boneless voice, not like a resistance, but like a warm invitation to Ruan Peichen.

West Elm doesn't know how it came to be, but that's how it happened.

Ruan Peichen's movements were gentle and compassionate, even carefully avoiding the wound on her knee.

But I don't know why, the closer the two of them are in contact, when he is deeply buried in her body, her heart is full of sadness.

It seemed that he was not in the warm and dry room at this time, but was still in the cold and rainy place in front of the supermarket.

Xielm didn't know why, and her eyes felt a little sore. She didn't know what the future ending of herself and Ruan Peichen would be.

After it was over, West Elm was lazily exhausted and felt uncomfortable lying on the bed.

Ruan Peichen lowered his head to treat the wound on her knee. Looking at Ruan Peichen's slender fingers, she couldn't help but think of Meng Lang who was on her just now, so she bit her lip and lowered her head.

Ruan Peichen treated Xielm's wound, and then hugged Xielm again.

West Elm let out a low cry, and hurriedly asked, "What are you going to do?"

With a smile on his lips, Ruan Peichen asked Xielm: "What do you think I'm going to do, maybe you still have the energy to continue just now..."

"no!"

West Elm said categorically, then turned his head away, his neck was pink.