Wrong marriage to a double-faced husband

Lu Jingshen came out wrapped in a bath towel while wiping his hair. Wanning was just about to ask him to dress, but he saw dense hemp scars on his body, new covered with old, one after another

"You..."

Wanning stood up, walked to Lu Jingshen, looked at the scar on his body, pointed to the cold belly, and gently touched the wound of landing depth of field.

"How did you get hurt so much?"

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Wan Ning really couldn't imagine that there were so many scars on a person.

"Are these old wounds?"

From the position of shoulder blades, Lu Jingshen looked at the direction of his back and nodded.

"When I was a child, I was thrown by Mrs. Lu with a whip. As long as we don't obey, we will be punished like this."

Now I think of it, Mrs. Lu hates them at all. She hates that they are her father's sons. She hates that they shouldn't have come to this world. She hates that they are not Cheng Qingya's own sons

"When checking this matter, I encountered a lot of dangers and escaped from death many times. This wound almost killed me at that time."

Late Ning looked at Lu Jingshen in a daze and looked at the wound he pointed to. His body was very strong and his figure was perfect. Compared with the beauty of fitness, Lu Jingshen's perfection was a mixture of life and death.

"There seem to be nearly thirty."

There are really too many. Looking at them, Wan Ning couldn't help thinking about Lu Jingshen when he was in danger. Maybe... He almost died many times.

She looked at the injuries and her eyes were hot.

"In fact... Every time I think I'm going to die, I will think of you. If I die, they will not let you go and kill you, so they always desperately want to live."

"Wanning, if God gives me another choice, I will still choose not to let go."

The broad chest is close to Wanning. Lu Jingshen's long arm holds Wanning in his arms. Smelling the faint aroma on him, Wanning's whole body is tight.

She never thought about what would happen with Lu Jingshen, nor did she think about reuniting with him.

After all.

She has her personality, she has her way of doing things.

The good-looking lips slowly approached Wanning. Wanning was surprised and hurriedly pushed Lu Jingshen away. A trace of helplessness flashed in Lu Jingshen's eyes and looked at Wanning.

"You sleep on the sofa."

Wanning turned and took out a blanket and spread it on the sofa. Wanning went to bed.

Lu Jingshen also did not resist. He gently said Wanning to Wanning and lay down on the sofa.

On his side, Lu Jingshen didn't sleep. He just looked at Wanning on the bed. Wanning turned his back to him and didn't say a word. Lu Jingshen pursed his lips slightly.

It's a great progress without driving him away, isn't it?

Night Ning turned around and couldn't sleep. He turned on his mobile phone and took a look at the time.

"Tinsy should be asleep now?"

Wanning asked softly. Lu Jingshen also took a look at the time, sat up, and then pushed the sofa to Wanning's bed. Wanning sat up and frowned.

"What are you doing?"

"I'll chat with you."

Lu Jingshen pushed the whole row of sofas to Wanning's bed without blushing or jumping. Then he paved the blanket again and lay down. After lying down, he looked at Wanning.

"I won't do anything to you, Wanning..."

Actually.

There's another thing, he hasn't told Wan Ning, but now he says he doesn't know if he will be beaten.

"My son is sleeping soundly now. It's good for him to sleep more. When he wakes up, he's afraid of pain. You should also have a good rest. Only in this way can you have the spirit to take care of one or two places."

Wanning saw that he was really lying down, so he also lay down. When his back was facing Lu Jingshen, he always felt that there were two eyes looking at him behind him. Wanning turned over irritably and pointed to Lu Jingshen.

"Sleep inside, don't face me."

"Oh."

Lu Jingshen turned over and turned his back to Wanning, but his blanket slipped onto the carpet. Wanning looked at it and stretched out his hand... But he soon retracted back and let himself freeze.

Soon.

Wanning heard Lu Jingshen breathe evenly, but there was still nothing on his body.

Now the weather is very cold. Wanning slowly moved over, picked up the blanket on the ground and threw it on him.

Lu Jingshen on the sofa didn't move, but his eyes slowly opened, overflowing tenderness.

He thought.

One day, he can eliminate the hatred in Wanning's heart bit by bit, calm her mood, and then slowly accept himself. It's still a long time and a long life. He can work hard.

After sleeping until more than four o'clock in the middle of the night, the mobile phone vibrated. Lu Jingshen suddenly opened his eyes, picked up the mobile phone and gently answered it. Then he got up quickly, washed himself and gently left the ward.

Until seven o'clock in the morning, when Ning opened his eyes and looked at the sofa, the sofa had been put back to its original position, clean, and there was no figure of Lu Jingshen.

When Wanning washes out, his mobile phone rings. It turns out that they have all arrived at the hospital and are in the waiting room. Let Wanning go to have breakfast.

Everyone didn't eat breakfast and wanted to use it with them. During this time, they were in a tight mood. They must have had a hard time. If they were accompanied by someone, they should always be more comfortable.

Wanning arrived at the waiting room. Tang Haoyang, Su Bowen, Wan Wan, President Yang, even his brothers and sisters, and even the old lady were all there. The whole room was full of people and noisy.

"Come on, breakfast is ready, just waiting for you and depth of field."

Lord Tang waved to Wanning with kindness in his eyes. Since he was saved by Wanning, he was sent out by Tang Haoyang to study psychology classes and family classes. Now Lord Tang already knows how to get along with a family is the best.

"Depth of field, coming."

When Lu Jingshen came in, old Master Lu raised his hand to him. Lu Jingshen pursed his lips slightly and walked over with Wan Ning's hand.

Everyone looked at their hands together and raised their eyebrows slightly. No one said anything, so everyone knew what.

"Am I late?"

Lan Jing's face was tired and a little pale. When he came in, old Master Lu hurried.

"Come and have breakfast, then take a bath and go to sleep. I've had surgery all night. I'm tired."

"I'm really tired, old man. I don't want to be the dean."

Who can believe him? He really doesn't want to be the dean. There are many things to do. He has to be busy at any time. He's too poor. How comfortable our leisure days were in the past.

Even Joe looked at Lan Jing's pale face and handed him the ginseng tea in his hand.

Lan Jing took it and gulped it down in one breath.

Wanning looked at Lan Jing's hard work and patted Lan Jing on the shoulder.

"I promise not to hand over the work to you as much as possible, so that you can relax as much as possible and live your pastoral life. How about it?"