All the years are for you

Chapter 209 I'll Show You Right Now

The old lady Lan stared at the back of Lan Chenxiu's resolute departure, her eyes widened and she kept shaking her head.

She opened her mouth, and murmured in great grief: "God, do you really want to make my Lan family have no descendants?"

why?
Why is his grandson as stubborn as his son!Do not listen to advice!

Is it really necessary for her to watch the blood of the Lan family die?
She sighed deeply, unable to raise her hand to support her aching head, and bowed her head to meditate silently...
After Lan Chenxiu left, he went directly to Lan Xiyue's villa.

During the Chinese New Year, he didn't want to have too much conflict with Mrs. Lan, it was just her idea, how could he be worthy of Xixi?
The child doesn't matter to him, and he has no regrets in leaving all the assets of the Lan family to Jing Yuan.

If Xixi wanted a child, they could adopt one, but he would never let another woman give birth to an heir for him, if that was the case, he would have personally ruined the happiness between him and Xixi.

When Lan Chenxiu arrived at Lan Xiyue Villa, the sky had already darkened. When he went upstairs and opened the door, the room was quiet, and the smaller figure on the bed was still sleeping deeply under the blanket.

He slightly hooked his lips, approached slowly with light steps, took off his coat and shoes, and also lifted the quilt and got in.

Lan Xiyue, who was deeply asleep, couldn't help being awakened by his movements, and opened her sore eyes drowsily, and her body was already embraced by Lan Chenxiu.

"Are you awake?" Lan Chenxiu smiled lightly and looked at her with a sleepy face, obviously still not getting enough sleep.

Lan Xiyue looked at him sadly, and said in a dry voice, "I was woken up by you..."

Lan Chenxiu hugged her soft and warm body and smiled lightly: "I exhausted you last night, it's my fault, you continue to sleep."

Lan Xiyue: "..."

Looking at Lan Xiyue who opened his eyes and stared at him, Lan Chenxiu raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

Lan Xiyue curled her lips lightly, and said suspiciously: "You were so drunk last night, what can you remember?"

I knew to force her when she was unconscious!

Lan Chenxiu grabbed her hand and moved it to his collar——

Lan Xiyue panicked, struggling to withdraw her hand, looked at him vigilantly and said, "What are you doing?"

"Although I drank too much last night, you left a lot of marks on me, let you see..." Lan Chenxiu continued to hold her hand and stuff it into his collar.

The firm, smooth and warm skin suddenly made Lan Xiyue cry out softly: "I don't want to see it!"

"What? Are you shy?" Lan Chenxiu looked at her blushing playfully.

Lan Xiyue only felt that her body was about to burn, she clenched her hands tightly enough, and she snorted, "No."

But Lan Chenxiu smiled wickedly, and said in an ambiguous tone: "Then let me see if there is any mark on you..."

Lan Xiyue immediately covered her clothes, raised her chin and said with a lack of confidence: "No, nothing, nothing."

In fact, there was nothing there, it was so shocking, even she was startled when she put on her clothes in the morning, as if she had been abused.

Thinking about it now, it is no different from being abused.

How could Lan Chenxiu believe her words? He already knew her body well. Her skin was fair and delicate but very sensitive. A little force would leave marks. Judging from how much wine he drank last night , should be all over the body, everywhere...
But having said that, as long as she is with him, even if he doesn't drink, her body is almost covered with traces of love.

"Are you sure... nothing?" He said playfully.

Lan Xiyue felt that it was dangerous for her to lie with him at this moment, and she struggled to escape from his scorching embrace.

"It's just not..." she said stiffly.

Lan Chenxiu nodded with a clear expression, and then said with some dissatisfaction: "It seems that my performance last night was not satisfactory, no wonder you said today that you want to see my performance, so that's what you meant."

The corner of Lan Xiyue's mouth twitched...
How could he misinterpret her words to mean this?
"Hey, I'll show you right now." Lan Chenxiu couldn't stop talking.

These words made Lan Xiyue want to jump up from the bed, but Lan Chenxiu hugged her so tightly that it was difficult for her to get up.

This is the difference between strong and weak.

Lan Chenxiu was by no means trying to scare Lan Xiyue just for fun, he immediately stood up and pressed Lan Xiyue under him after he finished speaking.

Lan Xiyue felt like crying, she pushed Lan Chenxiu with both hands, and hurriedly said: "I don't have the strength now, you can't treat me like this."

Lan Chenxiu hasn't had meat for a long time, but he managed to do it last night. He was still drunk, and now he is in his arms, and he is still on the bed. is a saint.

"Be good, don't move, you don't need any strength, I can do it..." His eyes were burning, his tone was ambiguous, and he took off Lan Xiyue's clothes while talking.

"No, no... I..." Before he finished speaking, his lips were blocked.

Lan Chenxiu couldn't help sighing from the bottom of his heart, it turned out to be so wonderful to do the most intimate thing with the one he loves.

He regretted very much, how could he have sent Lan Xiyue abroad so hard that he had kept his vacant house for four years in vain.

Without any suspense, Lan Xiyue was the first to lose. After a lot of begging, the fanatical Lan Chenxiu showed mercy and let her go.

The hair on the front of the forehead was slightly wet, and he lay on Lan Chenxiu's solid chest in a breathless manner, not even wanting to lift his skin.

This time, she really didn't have any strength at all, and after Lan Chenxiu tossed her body so hard that she hadn't recovered, she couldn't even bother to roll over softly.

Lan Chenxiu lowered his head and kissed her smooth forehead, moving his hand back and forth on her smooth jade-like back.

Lan Xiyue automatically blocked her sense of touch and let him eat her tofu from time to time.

"Do you want to sleep?"

Hearing Lan Chenxiu's words, Lan Xiyue nodded while complaining, not wanting to say a word.

"Sleep after dinner..." Lan Chenxiu changed her position as he said.

Lan Xiyue raised her hand to cover her face, and muttered softly, "I don't want to eat."

"How about that, I'll go down and see if there's anything to eat, wait for me." Lan Chenxiu pinched her cheek, then let her go gently, and started to get up and get dressed.

The sadness in Lan Xiyue's heart suddenly decreased by two points, which is not too bad.

In the absence of Mrs. Li, Tie Yidan, an all-round manager, had to take up the job of nanny.

It's okay for her to make something for herself, and it's okay for Lan Xiyue to eat, but it's okay for Lan Chenxiu to eat.

I dug out the recipes kept at home, picked two seemingly simple ones and tried them twice. After a long time of tinkering, I finally made a home-cooked dinner.

(End of this chapter)