Thinking of this, he asked, "are you better?"

Su Xingyu was stunned for a moment before he reflected what he was saying. He remembered the chaos and unbearable situation of last night, and the indignation and humiliation that he finally suppressed came back to his heart. She bit her lip and restrained herself from losing her temper. After a moment's silence, she said, "I'm ok."

Under the chandelier in the living room, the girl's skin is pale and looks so fragile.

Lu Shifeng slightly raised his eyebrows: "you don't have to be brave in front of me."

"I didn't show off." She turned her head and looked at the delicate texture on the heavy door. Her voice was very dull.

Lu Shifeng did not argue with her, but said, "come here."

She understood what he meant and went over to take off his suit as she had done last night. She stood on tiptoe and raised her face, still struggling to do all this. Her body was close to him, so close that she could feel his breath and temperature.

She felt uncomfortable all over. She finished as fast as she could. She turned around and wanted to hang her coat on the hanger.

Lu Shifeng reached out to stop her.

"What are you doing?" She was frightened and blurted out.

He looked at her with a bit of fun: "really so afraid of me?"

"I didn't!" She glared at him angrily, her heart was still beating wildly, and she had been bullied several times in succession. Now Leng buting was stopped by him, and she was not surprised. However, no matter how scared she was, she would not show weakness in front of him.

Lu Shifeng said quietly: "untie my tie."

She then found that he was wearing a silver gray tie around his neck, and the cold texture matched him very well. He didn't let her know last night, so she didn't know there was another step. At this time, he suggested that she had to swallow it. Her slender fingers a little bit to untie the silver gray tie, inadvertently touched his chest, too electric touch.

He looked down at her, his eyes deep, dim but hot, as if the substance.

She was flustered by him. She became more and more nervous. Her fingers became stiff and could not be untied several times.

Unexpectedly, he caught her hand.

She was so frightened that she almost screamed again.

His voice was a little hoarse: "it's not that way." Slender and stable hand holding her hand, regardless of her fear, a little bit to teach her how to untie. The silver grey tie fell between them.

Su Xingyu's face began to have a fever again, his body became soft, and he could not stand.

She managed to pull several times, but could not pull back her hand, so she had to scold in a low voice: "let me go quickly."

But even the sound is soft.

Lu Shifeng did not let go of her, another hand gently stroked her cheek: "move to my bedroom at night to sleep."

She looked at him hastily: "no... I..."

He stroked her cheek with a slight force: "I thought you've started to learn how to be a good wife."

She was speechless and understood that this was a reminder and a warning from him. There was no room for negotiation. This man is always so bossy, does not consider for her, in order to satisfy oneself does not mind to hurt her at all. She recognized her identity at once. Yes, she made up her mind in the morning to obey him, to gain his trust, to paralyze him, and to sacrifice her body was inevitable. In fact, it was one of the few tools she could use to please him.

I can't escape anyway.

She obediently moved to his bedroom, dressed in a light silk nightgown, and went to his bed.

He was very satisfied, and he was more merciful to her. Little by little, he patiently peeled off her robe and turned her body to face him. The girl shrank in the quilt. She was so scared and shivering, but she pretended to be indifferent, which made him feel a palpitation in the bottom of his heart“ Does it still hurt? " He asked.

Her long eyelashes moved back and forth, and she didn't seem to understand what he was saying.

He said with a smile, "I ask you, was the injury last night still painful?"

This time she understood, her face turned red, but she didn't answer. What should she say? No, it's fake. Does it hurt? Too much like weakness, or coquetry. She was always on guard against him, on guard against him, just like a rose with thorns and full arms.

Lu Shifeng no longer asked. He bowed his head to kiss her. The dense kiss was different from that of last night. It was very gentle.

She trembled even more. Last night, the harsh memory of two years ago came to her mind, which made her want to escape.

"Lu Shifeng..." she called his name in a trembling voice, her hands against his chest, "don't..."

"Trust me," he said"I..." her eyes exude a little tears, want to resist, but dare not. He had told her the end of her revolt with cruel facts several times, but she could not flatter him.

Lu Shifeng kisses the tears from the corner of her eyes. He moves more gently, but he is also strong. He takes everything from her with irresistible will. He knew that she was afraid, and perhaps not reconciled - after all, a girl who had not been deeply involved in the world married him in the time when she still had a good vision of love, a stranger who only had a few friends and had hurt her, which was hard to accept at the moment. However, this is not a big problem, love is nothing, she will understand sooner or later she does not need.

All she needs is to rely on him.

And he will bring her under his wings and take good care of her.

Lingering. Beautiful.

She was in a trance. She just felt that her body didn't look like her own. The hot temperature was like burning people. She helplessly at his disposal, do not know how long toss, tired, curled up in his arms, sobbing softly.

He stretched out his hand to wipe her tears and frowned: "Why are you crying again? Is it still painful?"

She shakes her head and tears run even harder. He won't understand. He won't understand what she paid for tonight. The first two times she was occupied by him were her passive bearing after she tried her best to resist. But the difference tonight is that she gave up herself, threw herself to him obediently, and even tried to restrain her impulse to push him away.

She sobbed. From now on, she will never be su Xingyu who is still the last bit proud no matter what kind of adversity she faces. Now all her pride is trampled and crushed by him, which is not worth mentioning.

She cried for a long time and fell asleep in his arms.

Nightmares, very restless, did not sleep long to wake up.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Lu Shifeng getting up and getting out of bed. His naked body loomed in the dim light of the night light, slender and vigorous, just like an ancient god of war.

She unconsciously looked at him for a few seconds, suddenly realized that he had no clothes on, and didn't look away.

The movement was too big, he noticed, and a low voice came: "wake up? It's still early. You can sleep a little longer. "

She did not dare to look at him. She glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table from the corner of her eye. The time was five ten in the morning.