Revenge: Mr.Qin's Billion Doting Wife

The man's voice was gentle and patient. The body she held tightly also sent a warm touch, and the familiar taste filled the tip of his nose.

Lu Zhiyun's crying voice was hoarse. It was clear that she was so happy, but her tears fell uncontrollably.

Qin Hanye had no power to resist her tears. He lovingly picked up Lu Zhiyun's cheek, kissed it in pieces, and helped her kiss the tears off her face bit by bit.

Lu Zhiyun bears it passively. She thinks it's bad, but she doesn't want to push him away at all.

This time, she told herself that she expected him to be close, which could make her more deeply aware that this person was still there.

He's fine, not a sigh from others.

The hot kiss fell on Lu Zhiyun's eyelids, and she closed her eyes.

Then, the man held her waist forcefully and overbearing, pressed her on the wall and kissed her lip.

This is beyond the degree of intimacy Lu Zhiyun wants, but she has no strength to break away. She feels the man's lips and tongue and the temperature on him. Lu Zhiyun extends her hand more tightly to keep the person in front of her.

Her actions made Qin Hanye's actions more crazy and addicted.

For a long time, men's hands were no longer satisfied with wandering around their waist, but began to cruise by instinct.

Lu Zhiyun was excited by the strange touch and trembled from the caudal vertebrae, which also made her wake up from the confusion.

"No..." her men pushed Qin Hanye's chest hard.

Qin Hanye also couldn't extricate himself, so that Lu Zhiyun succeeded this time, and he was pushed back half a step.

The two people are separated from each other. Lu Zhiyun's hands and feet are soft. Holding the wall with her hands can prevent her from falling to the ground.

He noticed that there were suspicious traces on Qin Hanye's lips. Lu Zhiyun was immediately scalded, dodged her eyes and breathed more and more heavily.

On the contrary, Qin Hanye was more calm. He still stretched out his hand to hold Lu Zhiyun and felt Lu Zhiyun's rigidity in his arms. Qin Hanye smiled bitterly, "scared you?"

Lu Zhiyun shook her head. She just thought they shouldn't do that.

In her eyes, Lord Qin is a benefactor and her most respected person. She doesn't think she deserves it.

"Why are you so stubborn." Qin Han whispered in Lu Zhiyun's ear.

The next second, Lu Zhiyun's feet soared into the air and was held up by a man.

She exclaimed and subconsciously refused, "no!"

Qin Hanye's footsteps to the room stagnated and smiled helplessly, "what do you think I want to do? What else can you do when you're hurt like this?"

Hearing the ridicule and hint in the man's tone, Lu Zhiyun suddenly had a red glow on her face. She looked at her feet along Qin Hanye's eyes.

It's dark and full of wounds.

How ugly!

Lu Zhiyun immediately wants to shrink her feet under her body. She doesn't want Qin Hanye to see it again.

Unexpectedly, Qin Hanye suddenly bumped her up, and the feeling of being without support was too frightening. Lu Zhiyun almost immediately reached out and circled Qin Hanye's neck, accompanied by a low cry in her mouth.

But the next moment she was firmly caught by the man.

Suddenly, Lu Zhiyun's heart beat a few times.

The man's voice with a smile sounded in his ear, "do you dare to move?"

Lu Zhiyun was teased, ashamed and angry. She simply stopped talking. But the red that spread to her neck exposed her thoughts.

Qin Han was in a good mood and walked to the room with Lu Zhiyun in his arms.

He is tall, Rao is Lu Zhiyun. His figure is tall among girls, and he also looks particularly Petite in Qin Han's arms.

This section of the road is obviously very close, but listening to the sound of the dirty beating in the center of the man's chest, Lu Zhiyun has the illusion of the end of time.

Until Qin Hanye gently put her down on the sofa, Lu Zhiyun was still immersed in the man's steady and powerful heartbeat. At that time, she was reluctant to admit that it was actually the end of time she wanted.

After putting her down, Qin Hanye nodded at the tip of her nose, like a little girl, "wait for me."

Lu Zhiyun nodded cleverly, but she couldn't help chasing Qin Hanye's back and couldn't move away.

After a moment, Qin Hanye came over with a small medical box.

Lu Zhiyun subconsciously wants to shrink her feet back.

"Hide what." Qin Hanye asked helplessly and funny.

He stretched out his hand and held Lu Zhiyun's small feet. In Lu Zhiyun's shy eyes, Zi Zi looked carefully from beginning to end.

"Too ugly!" Lu Zhiyun whispered.

Her feet are not big. At least compared with her height, they look very thin and narrow. If Qin Hanye hadn't been hurt, he really wanted to buckle his hand on it. He always felt that he could be wrapped in the palm of his hand.

Lu Zhiyun's instep is fine, white and delicate, and her instep is like two people's.

Qin Han night frowned as soon as he saw the center of her feet, looked up at Lu Zhiyun, "why don't you know how to shout pain?"

While he didn't pay attention, Lu Zhiyun wanted to retract her feet. Of course, she didn't succeed. She had to avoid Qin Hanye's eyes, curl her mouth and whisper, "it doesn't hurt."

The place he held seemed to be pasted with two soldering irons. Lu Zhiyun didn't know how a person's palm could be so hot.

He squatted in front of Lu Zhiyun. After that sentence, he closed his mouth and looked at her foot injury seriously.

Qin Hanye gently held Lu Zhiyun's wrists, put her feet on her knees, and then stretched out his hand to get cotton swabs, tweezers, disinfectants and other things.

He frowned tightly. First, he used tweezers to help Lu Zhiyun pinch out the small gravel embedded in the meat.

Lu Zhiyun hissed with pain. Qin Hanye looked up at her, and she immediately closed her lips.

"Shout out when it hurts." The man said expressionless, "don't bear it."

Lu Zhiyun shook her head. She felt Qin Hanye unhappy, but she didn't know what provoked him.

She didn't shout pain, but Qin Hanye's action was very light. Especially during disinfection, the soft touch fell on the tender meat in the center of her feet, and Lu Zhiyun curled up her toes sensitively.

Qin Hanye looked at the toes like small pearls moving around in front of him. He was in a good mood for no reason. He scolded lightly, "let me hurt myself like this next time. See how I settle with you."

Then he said to himself, "forget it, I don't blame you this time. It's all my fault."

Lu Zhiyun's heart made him blame himself all the time on this matter and shook his head. "I don't blame you. It's my bad shoes."

Qin Hanye's eyebrows moved when he heard her words, but he didn't speak.

After a while, he helped Lu Zhiyun wrap up the wound on her foot and slowly opened his mouth, "it's really my fault."