Mr. Huo, please spoil me

In the hospital ward, someone would come in at any time, Mingzhu didn't want to quarrel with him.

She understood.

She wants to divorce this marriage, it can't be too easy.

Mingzhu flicked her long hair lightly, with a calm expression: "Okay, let's stop blaming each other! I have something to do in the afternoon, so let's get out of the hospital first!"

After speaking, she walked out first.

Lu Qian grabbed her hand with deep eyes.

"At least let me see you off."

Mingzhu quietly looked back at him...

Lu Qian's Adam's apple twitched slightly, and he said softly, "I'm not doing well, you don't want to talk to me, but I'm Shuo Shuo's father after all, it's impossible for us to never see each other again, is it?"

Mingzhu knew what was on his mind.

He wanted to nibble at her little by little, to soften her heart.

But how can you live when your heart is dead?

She broke away from his hand: "Whatever you want!"

……

Secretary Liu completed the formalities, and he said with a smile after finishing, "It's a pity that the company still has something to do, so let Mr. Lu take you back!"

The car was downstairs, and Shuo Shuo had already sat in it.

Lu Qian drove the car by himself.

Mingzhu sat silently in the back seat, she said the address.

Lu Qian tilted his head slightly: "Don't you like to sit in the front?"

Mingzhu gently turned her face away: "People's preferences will always change with time."

She made a pun.

Lu Qian heard it, his face was not very good but he didn't say much.

Half an hour later, the car stopped above a high-end apartment building.

260 square meters duplex building.

The decoration is very elegant and the view is wide.

Lu Qian went up with Shuo Shuo in his arms, looked around and couldn't help but think of the old apartment... He felt sore, and couldn't help kissing his son.

The little guy just recovered from a serious illness, and he really has no energy.

Lu Qian carried him to the children's room and put the little guy under the quilt. It was obviously the weather at the end of April, but the little guy's feet were cold.

Lu Qian leaned against the bed.

He took off his coat and put Shuoshuo's little feet on his lower abdomen.

It's warm and comfortable there.

Xiao Shuoshuo wanted to be comfortable, but he was angry with his father in his heart, so he nestled on the pillow and said nothing.

Lu Qian's heart was soft.

He touched the little guy's feet.

Shuoshuo pursed her mouth, hugged the pillow, and slowly fell asleep.

The child fell asleep, the body temperature rose, and the little feet were also warm.

Lu Qian gently put his foot down.

He sat beside his son, carefully looked at his eyebrows, and stroked them reluctantly.

Mingzhu stood at the door.

Lu Qian noticed that she was there, and knew that she wanted to chase her away, so he said softly, "Let me accompany him for a while, okay?"

Between words, it is very humble.

Mingzhu said softly: "Yes! But don't take him out."

Lu Qian almost suffocated.

She didn't criticize a word, but she accused every word.

After a long silence, he said, "I know!"

Mingzhu went out on business, he instinctively chased after her: "I'll see you off!"

Mingzhu had already changed into a suit of clothes and was putting on her shoes at the entrance, when she heard this she said calmly, "I can drive myself! If I don't want to drive, I will hire a driver."

Lu Qian looked at her quietly.

Mingzhu changed her shoes and straightened her body. After thinking about it, she said to him: "Lu Qian, I let you come here because of Shuo Shuo. I don't want him to live in hatred since he was a child, just to make him feel... that Dad still loves you. His! But that’s all we can do, don’t ask for anything else.”

Lu Qian's face was pale.

He still refuses to divorce.

Mingzhu didn't force it either, she lived as usual and took care of her children.

Lu Qian wanted to see the child, so she asked for a nanny.

Their relationship reached a freezing point.

Normally, Lu Qian would send her a wechat message to talk to her about the child.

Pearl rarely replied.

He called, and when she got bored, she had to answer. Obviously she couldn't say a few words, but he insisted on calling every night, and Mingzhu hung up, making her very sad.

He acted like he loved her!

At the critical moment, she was always the one who was given up.

In the cool night, she suddenly wanted to drink some wine.

The nanny was off work, Shuoshuo was already asleep, Mingzhu took out a good vintage red wine, poured herself a glass, and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window to drink silently.

She was born in a wealthy family and usually has no bad hobbies.

The most extraordinary thing in my life is falling in love with Lu Qian.

Thinking of Lu Qian, the mellow red wine also became astringent, rolling down his throat gently... It was heartbreaking.

She couldn't count how much she drank, but she just felt that it was good to be slightly drunk.

The phone rang many times.

It was Lu Qian calling.

He was always looking for opportunities and reasons to talk to her, but tonight Mingzhu didn't want to talk to him at all, it lasted for about 2 minutes, she couldn't bear it anymore.

About to drink, it's night again.

Her voice added charm: "Lu Qian, can you let me be quiet for a day?"

Lu Qian paused: "You're drinking!"

"Yes, I've been drinking! Why... can I not drink? Lu Qian, do you think I'm the Huo Mingzhu who looks up to you and insists on you? No! Not anymore!"

Lu Qian was silent.

"You drank too much! I'm here to take care of Shuoshuo."

"He fell asleep!"

……

There's a beep...beep...beep sound,

Lu Qian hung up the phone.

Mingzhu threw away the phone, and she leaned lightly on the sofa, quietly lost in thought.

In the darkness, a small body approached.

Soft and fluffy.

"Shuo Shuo?" Mingzhu was startled.

She put down her glass, not wanting him to see her drinking.

Shuo Shuo knelt beside her, patted her head, and asked softly, "Mom, do you have a headache?"

Pearl felt a little sad.

Her voice was rustling, with a hint of crying: "Mom doesn't hurt."

It's just a failed marriage, it's just that the man doesn't value them so much, what's the matter, compared with many years ago, it's much better now.

At least she can give Shuo Shuo the best life and education.

They live in a house of 260 square meters.

Other, unimportant.

Shuoshuo felt that she was lying, and her head must have hurt after drinking.

The little guy kicked on her slippers, ran to the bathroom to wring a hot towel, then ran over and carefully covered her forehead with the towel.

Pearl is much more comfortable.

Little Shuoshuo leaned on her arms dependently.

He talked with his mother, and asked his father more or less: "Are you and your father really going to divorce?"

Mingzhu drank and was a little unconscious.

But she was unwilling to speak ill of Lu Qian in front of Shuo Shuo.

She raised her head slightly, and said vaguely: "My father and I just don't fit together, but my father likes Shuoshuo."

Little Shuoshuo lay in her arms.

He murmured, "Daddy likes Mommy too! But he did something wrong."

Pearl is very distressed.

Probably because they spent some time wandering outside, Shuo Shuo was more mature than children of the same age, thinking that he ran back to the original hut when he was upset that day, Ming Zhu felt sorry for him.

She wanted to hug Shuoshuo back to the bedroom, but her head was so dizzy.

Instead, the child dragged a blanket over, covered her, and got in to keep warm with her.

late at night.

The door lock turned slightly.

A slender figure came in from the door, the person did not turn on the light, and quickly adapted to the light.

In the room, there is the aroma of red wine.

There is also a hint of sweetness.

On the sofa, Mingzhu and Shuoshuo embrace each other, because Mingzhu's face is pure and lovely when she is asleep.

Lu Qian realized how much he missed him when he saw her.

He watched quietly for a while before peeling Shuo Shuo out of her arms.

The little guy woke up.

He rubbed his eyes and found himself in Dad's arms.

He wanted to try to wake up, but he was too sleepy, so he could only lie on his shoulder and murmured "uncle and grandpa..." Lu Qian patted his ass.

Putting the little guy under the quilt, he turned around to clean up the drinking woman.

She didn't even know that her son was taken away.

Maybe it's a little hot.

She kicked away the blanket, and underneath was a graceful figure, wearing a wine red shirt and a knee-length silk skirt.

Ripe and flavorful.

Lu Qian hugged her up.

She has lost a lot of weight these days, and when she touches her waist, it's unbelievably thin. It's not like he didn't feel it when he rubbed it with his fingers. Besides, they had been fighting coldly for a long time.

Mingzhu is drunk...

Her body was very soft, and she was carried into the bedroom by the man.

She sank deep into the soft bed, probably too comfortable, she let out a sigh.

Husky, very provocative and sexy.

Lu Qian knelt by the bed and unbuttoned her shirt to make her more comfortable.

But unbutton three buttons.

he froze slightly

She is also red on the inside, the red bra makes her skin look like snow, and she has flushed cheeks.

Which man doesn't miss it when he sees it?

Lu Qian is not Liu Xiahui, besides, he likes her very much, and she has been the only woman in these years.

He couldn't help but leaned down and kissed her.

A drunk woman has a soft body and no resistance.She opened her body in a daze, slightly parted her red lips for him to kiss, the hot and humid feeling made her dizzy even more.

She hummed subconsciously: "Lu Qian!"

A kiss could not send him away.

Obviously at first, I just wanted to make her feel better.

He deepened the kiss and began to caress her body, the drunken woman obeyed her body to enjoy.

When he was passionate, he leaned against her neck and kept calling her name.

"Pearl...Pearl..."

She is awake.

Turning his head sideways, he saw his face in the dim light, and then fell into a trance again.

It's Lu Qian...

Why is he here?

Didn't they separate?How did he get into her house?

Mingzhu shook her head, but she couldn't think normally, she only knew that she didn't want to be hugged by him... No, they shouldn't have such an intimate relationship again.

She pushed him away abruptly, but couldn't get out of bed.

Lu Qian fell on top of her, unable to hold back his emotions.

The passion is on the verge of breaking out.

It was easy for him to possess her.

Mingzhu turned her face away in embarrassment, covered her eyes with her hands, and whispered: "Lu Qian, why do I like you!"

Lu Qian's body stiffened slightly.

All passion and impulsiveness disappeared.

All that's left is guilt...

He raised his eyes to look at the little girl he loved, at this moment, she only had resentment towards him, without any emotion at the beginning.

Lu Qian was not reconciled.

He pulled her hand away, leaned on her body, and kissed her carelessly.

Pearl cried.

Tears flowed down their cheeks to their necks, and finally fell between their skins. It was cold and uncomfortable.

Lu Qian's eyes were also a little hot.

He knew she was awake, she just didn't want to face him.

He leaned behind her ear, with a hoarse voice: "Mingzhu, can you talk to me? You haven't talked to me for a long time! You are always busy when I call, and you can't say a few words. I want to see you You are disgusted again, tell me how can you forgive me?"

In the end, my heart hurts.

In the dark, Mingzhu listened silently.

But she didn't want to respond to him because it was too late.

In reality, there are so many reunions.

She silently pushed him away, pulled up the quilt, and even a single strand of hair on her body was written with rejection... Lu Qian was heartbroken when he saw it, and he reached into the quilt to unbutton her.

"Lu Qian!"

"Take off your clothes and sleep!"

His voice was unbelievably gentle, but she no longer wanted to savor it carefully, she just wanted to fall asleep quickly.

……

The sky is slightly bright.

Myung-joo wakes up from a hangover with a sore head.

Sitting up, I found that I had changed into a pure cotton pajamas, and all the memories of last night were all brought back.

Lu Qian has come.

Those fiery kisses, and the physical touch.

Her body instincts told her they weren't really doing it, but kissing and touching was enough to make her uncomfortable.

At this time, the aroma of porridge came in the air.

Mingzhu put on a coat and went out.

The nanny she hired is not here.

In the kitchen, the man is earnestly making breakfast. He is in good shape for his age.

Light blue shirt, black trousers.

Just looking at the back is pleasing to the eye.

Mingzhu stood behind him, watching lightly, her eyes slightly moist.

This scene reminded her of the past.

Several years ago, their relationship was still secret. They had a small family in their house on Guangyuan Road. Every time he came over, they would spend their time there.

Afterwards, she was so tired that she fell asleep.

And he was in the kitchen, making all kinds of delicious food for her.

How sweet it was in the past, how much she hates him now.

Lu Qian turned around and saw her.

His eyes were dark, and his face was very gentle, as if those things had never happened, "Wake up, do you have a headache?"

Pearl walked over.

She asked calmly, "How do you have the key to my house?"

"I deserve it! It's convenient to come and take care of Shuoshuo."

Mingzhu was angry, so she spoke bluntly: "Is it the kind of care that is lost?"

Lu Qian's face was slightly pale.

But he didn't say anything and continued to make breakfast.

Mingzhu said softly behind him: "Give me the key! In the future, if you want to see your son, call ahead, don't come over suddenly like this, it's very inconvenient and not suitable."

Lu Qian didn't want to give it.

She went into his pocket and took it out, Lu Qian's body tensed up.

Turning around, he pushed her in front of the sink, and he was somewhat depressed: "Don't touch it! Otherwise, you will bear the consequences."

Mingzhu opened her mouth slightly sarcastically.

"Weren't you satisfied last night?"

Lu Qian let go of her and continued making breakfast.

He said softly, "You know it!"

Mingzhu walked out of the kitchen with a sneer, Lu Qian asked her to have breakfast, she paused slightly: "I don't even want to eat what you cook! Lu Qian, you really don't understand or you don't understand, we are done and over, I want to divorce you No matter how gentle and considerate you are, it's useless!"

She paused and said, "Don't make me hate you!"

Lu Qian paused.

His face was as pale as paper.

After a long time, he slowly put the prepared breakfast on the plate, which Mingzhu and Shuoshuo liked.

"Eat slowly! I'm going first!"

After he finished speaking softly, he went to the door, changed his shoes, and left.

The door was gently closed, and Mingzhu cried depressively.

why!

Why she obviously gave up and wanted to forget, but he refused to let him go...