Hidden ex-wife is super difficult to coax

She had never seen Lu Yichen like this before.

His face was so pale that it was almost transparent, without a trace of blood, his black hair was wet and stuck to his forehead, and his eyes lost their original expression.

He was obviously smiling, but it was uglier than crying.

Seeing her pupils vibrate, he couldn't help feeling a little annoyed, "What's so interesting."

Young Master Lu wants to save face, he has never been so bad in his life, and he is still in front of Sheng Rou.

The second he finished speaking, he wanted to slap himself again. Sheng Rou didn't dislike him for being ugly, she clearly felt distressed, otherwise why would she cry?

"You close your eyes," he said.

With her hands tied, Sheng Rou could only let the tears run down her face, and said with a choked voice, "Why?"

"Close it if you want, and I will let you open it." Young Master Lu's tone was not very good.

"Oh."

She pursed her lips and closed her eyes obediently.

For a moment, she heard the sound of cloth rubbing against the ground, very soft, as if she was trying to restrain her movements to make a sound.

"Open."

The man's deep voice sounded, the voice was obviously much closer, and it felt close at hand.

Sheng Rou opened his eyes, and saw Lu Yichen sitting in front of her with his legs bent. He brushed his sweaty hair back, revealing his smooth and plump forehead. His complexion was better than before.

He raised his hand, gently stroked her face with his fingertips, and helped her wipe away the wet tears on her face.

Sheng Rou's slightly drooping eyes happened to fall on his dusty suit pants, and her voice was muffled, "How did you come here?"

Lu Yichen paused with his fingers wiping his tears, and quickly resumed his movements without showing any traces, "I came here, otherwise how could I come here."

"Isn't your leg..." broken?

In the middle of speaking, Sheng Rou suddenly thought of something, "You crawled here, right? I was told to close my eyes just now because I was afraid that I would see you crawling."

"No."

Lu Yichen would not admit this kind of thing even if he was killed, "I have a broken leg, and I have another leg that is not broken, so I can jump over it."

After finishing speaking, he pretended to add, "There is still one leg that is not broken, give me a bed and I will kill you right away, believe it or not?"

"..."

Under such circumstances, he can still be confused. I really don't know whether to call him optimistic or heartless.

Sheng Rou's negative emotions dissipated, she stared at him, and asked after a while, "Does it hurt?"

Lu Yichen propped his palm on the ground and moved back a little, then turned around to help Sheng Rou untie the rope.

"It doesn't hurt."

"How painful this can be."

"Don't say five blows, even ten blows I can bear it."

Sheng Rou's heart ached as she listened, and her nose also became sore.

How could it not hurt? Every time he knocked, his face turned pale. He didn't come over immediately after Lu Ye left, probably because he had no strength.

Lu Yichen concentrated on fighting against the rope, his slender fingers were not as nimble as usual, and it took him a while to untie them.

Sheng Rou's hands were free, and she immediately got off the chair and squatted in front of Lu Yichen, trying to pull his pants to see the condition of his legs.

"Wife, it's not good for you to move your hands and feet as soon as you let go?"

Lu Yichen grabbed her wrist to prevent her from looking at it.

"Let me see," Sheng Rou grabbed one hand and pulled it with the other, "I'll just take a look."

The other hand was also grabbed by him.

"It's okay to take a look, but you have to take responsibility after seeing it."

Sheng Rou focused on his lap, and said perfunctorily, "Responsible."

Lu Yichen raised his eyebrows, "What you say is what you say, and we will remarry when we go out."

"..."

Sheng Rou didn't move, stared at him quietly for two seconds, compromised, "Okay."

Whether he can go out or not is unknown, so what's wrong with making illusory promises?

Lu Yichen was stunned. Seeing his terrible appearance from her pure eyes, he frowned, "If you want to remarry, I must remarry? You think beautifully."

"..."

Sheng Rou was speechless.

"It's really okay," Lu Yichen let go of her, and lightly hooked his thin lips, "You forgot that my right hand hasn't recovered yet. In fact, the force I hit just now was not heavy, and my leg is fine."

"Really?" Hope ignited in Sheng Rou's eyes.

"real."

Sheng Rou felt as if a big stone had fallen from her heart, she suddenly let go of her strength, and sat down on the ground.

"I'm scared to death." She said with fear, "I'm really afraid that your legs won't survive."

Lu Yichen raised his eyebrows angrily, "For a long time I was afraid of marrying a cripple."

"I'll marry you even if you're lame." Sheng Rou blurted out without thinking too much.

As soon as these words came out, Lu Yichen was pleased with the naked eye, his thin lips just moved, and Sheng Rou quickly covered his mouth with his eyes, "I just said it casually! I don't mean to marry you, I mean if there is someone you like, even Even a cripple will marry."

Lu Yichen looked at her with "whatever you say, anyway, I don't believe it".

Sheng Rou stared at him sullenly.

After a few seconds, she silently withdrew her hand and counterattacked palely, "I can't help you if you think so."

Lu Yichen laughed lowly, it was rare to let her go, and did not tease her anymore.

Sheng Rou looked around at the basement, and found that there was not even a place to lie down in this ghostly place.

"Let's lean against the wall," she pointed to a relatively clean place, "It's more comfortable for you to lean against."

Before Lu Yichen could speak, Sheng Rou closed her eyes tactfully, "You crawl, I won't watch."

The veins on Lu Yichen's forehead twitched.

Sheng Rou didn't hear the sound of the cloth rubbing against each other, but only felt her jaw tighten, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Lu Yichen pinching her chin fiercely, with a pair of black eyes that were fierce as hell.

"I said I jumped over!"

The Heavenly King Lao Tzu is here, and he jumped over just now!

As he said that, as if he was eager to prove it, he put his big palm on Sheng Rou's shoulder, and was about to stand up with his strength.

"Help me!" But it was a bit difficult to borrow this strength, and Lu Yichen couldn't do it halfway through, and gritted his teeth.

Sheng Rou hurriedly helped him to stand up.

She helped him sit down by the wall, but at a distance of seven or eight meters, cold sweat broke out on his forehead again, and his cold white complexion made his eyebrows and eyes dark.

Sheng Rou wiped his sweat with her sleeves, the neckline dropped slightly, and the seductive lines were looming.

Lu Yichen saw it as soon as he lowered his eyes, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his voice became tight, "Sheng Rou."

"Huh?" She didn't notice.

"I'm fine, I can do everything I can."

Sheng Rou was a little confused, "What are you doing?"

She slid down along his line of sight, and when she saw the scenery on her chest, her brain was congested instantly, "You are perverted!"

"I didn't move," Lu Yichen said innocently, "It was you who took the initiative to wipe my sweat, and you were the one who came over."

"..." Sheng Rou choked.

"If you want to seduce me—"

Lu Yichen's thin lips curled up, and he said slowly, "Congratulations, you did it."