After the flash marriage, it was discovered that her husband was the richest man

Lu Yinghuai nodded her forehead and explained, "Didn't I tell you, that medicine came from the New Research Institute and is not on the market yet. Its properties are three times stronger than ordinary medicines. There is no way to suppress it with cold water. Liu Meng keeps calling outside again, deliberately tempting me, I need to stay awake at all times."

An An looked at him blankly, her eyes red and swollen, "So you hurt yourself?"

"There is nothing that makes people stay awake more easily than pain." The man's tone was very calm, so calm that he didn't think it was anything serious at all.

But An Xin had become a tearful person, her tears kept falling, and her vision was blurred.

"Didn't you tell me not to cry? They are all just minor injuries. Although there are many, they are not serious. Didn't you see them all?" He touched her cheeks soaked with tears and helplessly lowered his head to kiss her eyes. He whispered against her skin, "I just want to stay awake, not to harm myself, so I control it very well when I start. It only cuts the epidermal tissue, not even the veins. And these scars are not Deep, it will disappear over time.”

"Stupid!" An Xin cried so hard that she couldn't help herself. The more she looked at her, the more distressed she became. "Even if you don't want to have anything to do with her, you don't have to make yourself like this."

In fact, in Lu Yinghuai's opinion, these injuries were really not even injuries. He didn't want her to see them. He just understood her temperament and knew that if she saw them, she would inevitably cry.

Facts have proved that An Xin did cry hard, "Injuries can be healed, but these things that have happened can never be erased. When you did it to yourself, didn't you know it hurt?"

Lu Yinghuai subconsciously wanted to say that it didn't hurt, and in his opinion, it didn't hurt very much. But when he said it, he saw her pursed lips with a distressed look on her face, and her eyes were as red as a rabbit, so he changed his words inexplicably, "Why? Yes, I will naturally feel the pain."

"You still hug me if it hurts you!" An Xin thought about how he carried her up and down stairs, got in and out of the car, and got into a car and got off the car like he was just like a normal person that day. She even got into a tantrum with him, and her heart was immediately overwhelmed with guilt.

He was so seriously injured, but he still hugged her as if nothing had happened when he was at Liu's house, but she didn't notice at all.

What kind of wife is she?

Compared with her excitement and distress, the man acted very calmly and indifferently throughout the whole process, "My arm is not injured, so why can't I hug you? And if I don't hug you, who will I hug? Do you want to hug Liu Meng on the bus?" car?"

The word "bus" caused An Xin to glare at him fiercely.

He is a straight man and knows quite a lot.

Lu Yinghuai saw that she was crying so much that she couldn't even finish her sentence, and was glaring at him, rolling her eyes at him, and couldn't help but curl her lips and smile.

It was quite fun to see her cry for him occasionally.

"You're still laughing!" Seeing that he could still laugh, An Xin was completely annoyed.

He raised his hand to hit him, but seeing the wounds on his body, he couldn't do it.

He had to stay awake at that time, so the wounds on his body were scratched out one after another, criss-crossing, dense and terrifying.

But it's not deep, it just scratches the surface superficially, but there are too many, so it looks scary.

Otherwise, even if he wanted to hide it and try to hug her, it would not be possible.

Because he suffered many assassinations since he was a child, he has a special knowledge of knife wounds, so he is very precise when he strikes.

When Luo Huaiyuan saw this, he almost broke his waist with laughter.

The reason why he avoided the topic of An Xin at the dinner table today was because he didn't want her to know about Lu Yinghuai's injury.

Because if An Xin asks, he will definitely answer.

Lu Yinghuai lowered his head and came close to the girl's tear-filled face, and his warm breath sprayed on the crook of her neck, "Are you distressed?"

"Nonsense!" How could she not feel distressed when he hurt himself like this?

The man's thin lips touched her white ears at some point. He opened his mouth and bit her earlobe with his teeth, biting it carefully and softly. His voice turned into a seductive low hoarse, "That's not as good as you." Kiss me, after all, I made myself like this partly because I didn’t want to make you sad, so you should make it up to me."

An Xin's whole body was so sensitive that he almost curled up after being touched like this.

She looked at his handsome and sexy face, and then at his deep and focused black eyes, and something in her heart seemed to overflow.

She raised her head and pressed her red lips to the man's lips without hesitation.

Lu Yinghuai originally just wanted to divert her attention, but he didn't expect that she would kiss her directly without thinking. The sudden soft touch made all the nerve endings in his body tremble slightly.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the woman who was kissing him vigorously. She was still straddling him, her long dark hair hanging down like seaweed around her waist, making her look like an unconscious succubus.

The wounds on his body were not deep, but they were almost densely covered.

And her whole body was slightly arched, trying not to press against him or touch his wounds.

Her fingers caressed the wounds on his chest uncontrollably. The dense wounds overlapped each other, and there was a slightly raised rough feeling.

An Xin imagined that he was ruthless and forbearing as he slashed at her body one by one. Her heart felt so soft and the pain was unspeakable.

Her kisses moved down from his lips, along his neck to his chest, and then to his waist, repeatedly kissing the even eight-pack abs on his waist and abdomen.

The man's breathing became heavier and heavier. He had no resistance to An Xin in the first place, and it was rare for her to take the initiative, so every kiss from her made the suppressed blood in his heart boil.

She got off him, and her white fingers fell on the man's black belt.

The temperature in the air climbed to its highest point almost instantly.

Lu Yinghuai called her name again, his voice was so hoarse that it made people tremble, "Xinxin..."

The hint in this tune could not be more clear.

An Xin looked up at him, her face so red that it dripped with water, "Why, don't you want me to continue?"

Originally, he wanted to speak to stop her, but looking at the tears on her stubborn little face and her eyes that were red and swollen, it seemed that she was using this method to vent her inner emotions, eager to convey a feeling to him. mood.

In the past, he had always taken the lead in matters of love, and he was basically the one taking off her clothes. She only had to cooperate, or cater to her unconsciously when the love was deep.

There are very few times when he takes the initiative, because he is very proactive in this kind of thing, so proactive that he doesn't even give her a chance to show off.

Undo the hidden buckle of the belt with your fingers, and slowly open it.

Then pinch the thin zipper.

An Xin made every movement very slowly, so slowly that it could be called pious.