Chapter 919
He didn't treat the wound in the first place, because the movement was too great and the wound there was torn again.
Soon, his entire white shirt was dyed red.
The wet bangs hung down, and the cold raindrops hit his hard eyelashes. He pressed his thin lips inch by inch, not letting go of any corner of the pond.
He will find it!
Half an hour passed, and an hour passed, but he still couldn't find it.
The silt below was too deep, and it was very likely that the only ring was thrown into the depth of the silt. Lu Hanting returned to the original point and looked for it again.
It was early morning to find this.
He searched for five hours in the torrential rain.
Pressing his thin lips into a cold straight line, his Leng Yi handsome face turned pale, his physical strength was exhausted, and the wound on his left chest was hot, and the water in the pond was not clean. He was very likely to be infected. .
Can't it be found?
Lu Hanting was about to straighten up, and when he withdrew his hand, his fingertips suddenly bumped into a hard object, and he quickly grabbed that object in his palm.
found it!
...
Xia Xiwan was already asleep, she was lying on her side, a dim light in the room hit her slap-sized face, because of sleepiness, her pale face steamed with two pale pinks, Looks very gentle.
Even this room was overflowing with the scent of the girl on her body. Lu Hanting pulled off his long legs and walked in gently. The whole cold heart was instantly soft and messed up, and the girl filled his whole heart. full.
He entered the shower room, took off the white shirt with blood on him, and then stood under the shower to take a shower.
The handsome faces that had been steamed by the heat were faintly pale, and the wound on his left chest had been soaked in the sewage of the pond for too long and was a bit numb.
After taking a shower, he came out in a black silk bathrobe, opened the quilt and went in. With his slender fingers, he picked up the strands of blue silk wrapped around her pink neck, and then put on the only ring in his hand again. Into her beautiful pink neck.
Xia Xiwan in her sleep suddenly came into contact with a chill, she slowly opened her eyes, and there was a broad and warm embrace behind her. She didn't need to guess who it was.
Those clean and lingering men with a faint shower of fragrance, who else besides Lu Hanting?
She looked down at the cold thing in her neck, and the densely combed Yu Jie trembled, the only ring!
The only ring she threw into the pond!
He actually got it back!
Just now he slammed the door and left. In fact, he didn't leave with anger, but went out to find the only ring?
Xia Xiwan felt a pain in her heart, and a layer of mist filled her red eyes.
At this time, the kiss fell on her cheek, and the man said lowly and hoarsely, "Put the only ring on, and dare to lose it later, and see how I punish you."
She moved, trying to break free of him. embrace.
However, the man hugged her with his strong long arms and hugged her tightly, "There is still power, so shall we do it again?"
Xia Xiwan's slender body froze instantly when she heard this threat.
Lu Hanting pressed her and kissed her little cheek for a while, then opened her skirt with his rough fingers, and asked intently, "Is it sewn?"
He still had the face to ask.
Thinking of his beast actions, Xia Xiwan opened her mouth and bit off his big hand that was lying on her chest.
Lu Hanting was in pain, but he chuckled his thin lips and gave a low smile, "Are you still angry, huh?"
Chapter 920
As he said that he buried his head in the hair behind her, his low-pitched voice was faintly exhausted, "Wan Wan, I'm a little tired, let me sleep for a while."
Holding this soft body in his arms, Lu Hanting closed his eyes as he sniffed the faint fragrance from the woman's hair.
Soon, he fell asleep.
Xia Xiwan heard his shallow breathing, and he fell asleep like this!
Is he planning to spend the night with her?
Today is his wedding night with Li Yanran, wouldn't he go back?
Xia Xiwan moved.
The man in his sleep snorted, the indescribable sex. Feeling so sultry, he murmured dazedly, "Wanwan, let me hug me to sleep for a while."
He was too tired and tired, and now It was early in the morning, and it was dawn soon. He was going to sleep for a while, but he was afraid of her running away. Only by holding her in this way could he feel safe.
How scared he was, she disappeared as soon as he opened his eyes.
Xia Xiwan's heart was intertwined with shame and resentment, as well as a touch of grievance and powerlessness.
Her delicate body was pushed into his arms, and the charming masculinity of the man enveloped her, like a dense net that trapped her, as if she couldn't escape.
Maybe he can't get out of it anymore, he will imprison her so domineeringly when he falls asleep.
The densely combed Yu Jie was trembling wet, and Xia Xiwan's eyes were red in the man's arms. Isn't this way of confinement not his silent and paranoid retention?
I don't know when, she has become an obsession that he can't let go of.
However, she still has to leave after all.
She stayed here, and he would be subject to Li Yanran for the rest of his life.
She stayed here and wanted to share the same man with Li Yanran.
Her life shouldn't stop here.
She is leaving.
... the
next morning.
Lu Hanting slowly opened his eyes, and he reached out to hug the soft and fragrant body, but Xia Xiwan was no longer empty beside him.
He was completely drowsy, his deep narrow eyes opened suddenly, and he sat up.
Where did she go?
There are bodyguards guarding outside, she can't get out.
Lu Hanting pressed his thin lips into a cold arc, got up and got out of bed, he pressed the scar on his left chest with his big, well-knotted palm, a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and his handsome complexion gradually faded. White.
It hurts.
The temperature on his body was also extremely scorching. Failure to treat the wound in time last night has caused the wound to fester and become infected. He has a high fever.
But the physical pain was completely negligible, and Xia Xiwan was gone, and he felt empty in his heart.
Where did she go?
There was no shadow of Xia Xiwan in the huge room. Lu Hanting patrolled around quickly, then locked his eyes on the balcony.
He walked over with steady steps, opened the curtains with a "wow".
Xia Xiwan was still on the balcony, sitting quietly in the corner of the balcony with her two slender arms, her palm-sized face resting on her knees, and the densely combed Yujie hanging down one by one, she closed. The eyes are sleeping.
The window opened a slit, and the cold wind outside was blowing her hair beside her cheeks, and even her skirt was swaying in the air with a cold and squiggly arc, and she was so empty that she couldn't grasp it.
Lu Hanting's heart hurts suddenly, like a big palm grabbing his heart, making every breath hurt.
Slowly stretched out his big, well-knotted palm, and he hugged the girl.