Mr. Lu, Don't Beg, Madam Kicked You Out of the Household Register

Originally he was just pretending to be faint, but now Bai Mengchu was so scared that he didn't even dare to open his eyes.

He was afraid that the elevator would suddenly fall, and he was also afraid that he would get into trouble. When he opened his eyes, he would see the terrifying sight of Shang Luyan killing people.

Lu Yan didn't expect that the person actually fainted, and accidentally stopped the elevator.

The elevator lights also went out at the same time. There should be a problem with the wiring caused by the heavy rain.

Sure enough, Lu Yan pressed the elevator alarm, and within a few seconds the elevator lights came back on, and the elevator resumed stable operation.

Wake up.

Lu Yan made a cold sound, his eyelashes drooped, and he glanced down at the hideous scar on her right forearm. He finally knelt down to check the situation and saw that she was soaked to the skin with fine beads of sweat on the tip of her nose.

With a bad premonition, he stretched out two fingers and put them under her nose, feeling the heavy and hot breathing, and realized that the person might not be faking it.

Bai Mengchu didn't feel uncomfortable at first, but when he fell on the cold elevator floor, he found that his whole body was sore and cold, his body was shivering from the rain, and his consciousness began to become cloudy.

When she heard Lu Yan calling her, her eyelids were struggling to apply glue, something was stuck in her throat, and she couldn't speak.

She thought that if she and Lu Yan really fell to death in the elevator today, it would be worth it.

Lu Yan confirmed that the person was really unconscious, so he could only drag the person out of the elevator by the collar, drag him all the way to the door of the room, swipe his card and send him into the room.

Taking advantage of his illness and high fever, Bai Mengchu put his arm around Lu Yan's neck when he was leaving, Brother Yan, don't leave. I feel so uncomfortable and scared...

While she was talking, she hugged Lu Yan with one hand and tore her smoked purple gauze shirt that was soaked by the rain with the other hand. Her alluring curves were exposed from the unbuttoned buttons. She mustered up the courage to climb onto Lu Yan with two arms. Yan's neck, closed his eyes again, and put it to his lips.

Just as she was about to touch the man's cold lips, she suddenly pulled down a thick quilt from her pocket, rolled her up and threw the quilt to the ground.

ah!

Bai Mengchu screamed, fell out of the quilt, rolled on the ground a few times, and hit the wall.

The bones in his waist hit the sharp triangle, and the pain was so painful that the bones were about to break.

Seeing Lu Yan's murderous gaze, she closed her eyes and pretended to be confused, pretending to murmur, I'm so cold, hurting, and uncomfortable...

Lu Yan Lengjun's face was covered with a layer of frost.

He wasn't in the habit of hitting women, but he didn't mind setting a precedent.

This will never happen again!

He said coldly, ignored the moans of Qi Ai behind him, and turned around to leave.

Bai Mengchu saved his life.

But over the years, he spent a lot of money to promote her, and helped her apprentice with the world's most outstanding piano master with mediocre qualifications.

Brother Yan, you can't leave. I saved your life. You still owe me a life. You promised to marry me!

When the ancient apprenticeship banquet is over, we will be clean.

No, you promised to marry me, you promised, you can't keep your word!

Bai Mengchu stumbled out and chased her out, but was trapped in the room by the door he slammed shut.

Lu Yan had promised her, and before Jiang Li showed up, he had clearly agreed to marry her.

It's all Jiang Li's fault, it was her appearance that interrupted their supposed wedding.

It was she who stole Lu Yan!

Now he still occupies Luyan and won't let go.

It's all her fault!

Bai Mengchu went crazy and ran around the room, throwing everything he could hit on the ground.

…

Jiang Li listened to the sound of table tennis in the next room, and was still thinking about how big the battle was and how much noise it made.

Just as the sound from the next room stopped, the doorbell of her room rang.

I mistakenly thought that the hot water bottle I called for was delivered.

She picked up the broken kettle on the table and went out to open the door.

As soon as a crack was opened, the man's leather shoes got stuck in the crack of the door.

The door opened so quickly, who is Mrs. Lu waiting for?

It's not as noisy as when Mr. Lu is next door...it's a pity that it's over quickly.

Jiang Li, you...

Lu Yan pushed open the door and rushed in. He clasped her hands between the chest and the wall of the little woman who turned to run away.

The other hand on her back easily opened the button of her underwear behind her through the fabric of her blouse, inserted it along the hem of her T-shirt, and held it with one hand...

Don't touch me, I'm too dirty!

Jiang Li raised his hands above his head and twisted to resist his touch.

If you think I'm dirty, then Fan Peng is clean? Where has he touched you along the way? Why didn't you notice that Mrs. Lu was so flirtatious before? It's not enough that I caught Meng Qingyan, and now he's here to have a private meeting with Fan Peng , I really should have kept him locked up and shot!

No! Jiang Li realized the seriousness of the matter and immediately gave up the struggle, It has nothing to do with Fan Peng. We came with other colleagues from the piano store. It's just that our car broke down and we were left here. We are definitely not what you thought. That relationship.”

Jiang Li was no longer interested in investigating why Lu Yan and Bai Mengchu were here.

All he could think about was that Fan Peng could not be implicated again.

Because of her, Fan Peng was already bankrupt and owed a huge amount of foreign debt.

If Lu Yan tried this hard once, he would kill Fan Peng!

Little did he know that the more Jiang Li protected him, the more Lu Yan didn't understand it, and he was so jealous that he lost his mind.

Tearing open Jiang Li's cheap T-shirt, the lace underwear inside had already been pulled and fell to her waist.

He lowered his head and bit her neck. Every time he bit her, he would ask her, Has he touched here, huh? What about here?

The scalding heat and the man's cruel strength left a series of tooth marks on her delicate skin, wild and ethereal.

Jiang Li's body trembled with fear, and he forced himself to cater to him.

No, no one has touched my body except you, Lu Yan. You believe me.

Only by calming down his anger can she feel better in the coming storm.

In the past year or so of marriage, the man has been domineering and even a little rough in that regard.

Jiang Li couldn't imagine what would happen if he forced her to do something in anger.

Feeling the uneasy mood of the person in his arms, Lu Yan regained some sense and carried the woman in his arms into the bathroom.

Turning on the shower, the two entangled bodies were soaked in hot water together.

Jiang Li, prove to me that your body and your person only have feelings for me.

In the overwhelming water, Lu Yan sat the wet little woman on the edge of the bathtub, and a series of kisses mixed with the water spread all over her body.

Along her flat and soft belly, he lowered his head and buried it in... When Jiang Li opened his small mouth and exclaimed, it was Jiao Yin that even he had never heard before.

Lu Yan, you promised that you wouldn't touch me if I didn't agree...

Relax Mrs. Lu, another way can make you feel happy.

Lu Yan's big palm held her round hand, and he buried his head in her... body. It was a strange and strange experience. Electricity was constantly flowing from there all over the body. There were waves of pleasure that Jiang Li had never experienced in the past. She was pulled into the turbulent waves, ups and downs, over layer after layer of bottomed reefs, and then fell back hard...

The water in the bathroom washed over the soft skin, covering up Shen Yin's moans of moaning.

Jiang Li inserted his fingers into the man's well-defined strands of hair. Wave after wave of hair surged, completely losing his direction and instinctively drifting with the tide.

The man's kiss fell on her lips again, mixed with the warm water flowing from the shower head and the taste of silver.

Does Mrs. Lu like this taste?