Jin Shao's spoiled ex-wife

Aunt Zhou carried Yaoyao to play in the bedroom to make room for them.

Wen Nuan hurriedly hid in the kitchen, bumped into the corner of the table, and the things in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

She knelt down to clean up the milk jug, pressing her big hands on hers.

"This time, I didn't think carefully. No one will make trouble at home in the future. Don't worry."

He was talking about Yan Weiwei in the morning.

Wen Nuan drooped his eyes, gently withdrew his hand, and withdrew the look in his eyes: "It's okay."

As in countless exchanges, she tried to keep their conversation polite, keeping the marriage at a safe distance.

She didn't expect to come to this day, and like her mother, she had a formal marriage that didn't live up to the name.

What's even more ridiculous is that she got this marriage by any means.

She reached out and pinched the center of her eyebrows: "You... If you want a child, you don't have to consider my feelings."

She frowned, the pampering and pampering over the years had raised her very carefully.

The fingertips are slender, the skin is fair and fair, and the pores are so small that they cannot be seen.

"Oh?" The man raised his eyelids.

"I just want you to give me one." She felt that the man's gaze was hooked, and she stabbed at the apex of her heart repeatedly.

"Because I look like her, don't I?"

She couldn't see the man's face clearly, nor could she see what the suppressed emotions in his dark eyes meant.

Before tears filled her eyes, she subconsciously grasped the fragments tightly.

There was a pain in the palm of her hand, her wrist was already grasped by the man's big hand, and her strong finger bones were clutching her, which made her flustered.

"Where is the injury, let me see?"

Wen Nuan felt as if he had been scalded, he struggled to get away from him and stood up: "It's okay, I'll go bandage it up."

The man's dark eyes locked on her back, and his probing and examining eyes followed her everywhere.

His brows were sharp, and his glasses blocked him, softening his hostility, making him look a little tired instead.A trace of helpless tenderness could even be caught from the depths of his eyes.

at night.

Coming out of the bathroom after taking a warm shower, the living room lights have been turned off.

Aunt Zhou and Yaoyao have already slept in the small guest room.

She hugged the quilt and curled up on the sofa, took a few cold medicines indiscriminately, and fell asleep with her head covered.

At night, I was in a daze, as if I was being pressed by something, and I couldn't breathe.The body temperature rose, and there was a hot flash under the quilt.

My knees were throbbing too.

She felt that someone was pressing down, and a deep voice sounded in her ears, as if someone was gently licking her earlobe, with a scorching, hot breath: "Nuan Nuan, give me a baby."

In the dark, the man spread her legs apart.

Touching the wound on her knee, she kicked out reflexively, and the next moment, her ankle fell into a pair of big palms like iron tongs.

The man's palm was hot.

She can feel a kind of rare urgency from the man's anxiety, which has never touched a woman in 800 years.

She panicked.

It seemed to see her mother's black face hanging over her head, staring straight at her.

She swore it, she swore it at her mother's grave.

If she wants to give birth to a baby, even if his mother dies, she can't be safe!

She also saw the woman's blood-stained face, and she shrieked at her flamboyantly: "Don't take yourself too seriously, he loves my face, your face is fake, your body is fake, fake Hahaha-"

"You will always be my shadow!"

Do not--!
"Let go of me! No, no, don't!" In her sleep, she seemed to be trapped in a nightmare, struggling desperately.

"no, do not want!"

Jin Feng looked at her coldly, and withdrew his big hand from her shirt.

He rolled over.

There was a clicking sound in the silent living room, the fire was extinguished, and the man took a deep breath of his cigarette.

……

Warm and drowsy wake up in the morning, back pain, body is dry, no sticky feeling due to high fever in the dream.She touched her forehead, and the heat had subsided.

click.

The man came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel.

Wen Nuan's eyes widened in shock. The man was tall and had long legs, with scratches all over his chest and back. It took her a long time to lift the quilt in horror and see herself naked.

what happened last night?
Why is she in bed?
The man took off the towel and changed his clothes, his thin waistline disappeared into the shirt.

The voice carried the laziness of just waking up: "Get up when you wake up, and mother will come over in a while."