Lu Zechen thought she was feeling particularly uncomfortable, his face changed drastically, and he wanted to call someone immediately.
Gu Lian said, "I'm fine."
Lu Zechen's voice was stuck, and he looked down at her, looking her up and down, and then he breathed a sigh of relief after making sure there was nothing wrong.
Suddenly tense, then suddenly relaxed.
He relieved himself and lay directly on the snow.
Anyway, my clothes were thick and the snow was dry, so I didn’t feel cold at all.
Gu Lian lay on top of him and tried to get up, but he grabbed his waist.
"Cold," she said.
Lu Zechen looked up at her, "Lie on me, it's not cold."
Gu Lian was speechless.
She was too tired to hold her body half up, so she didn't bother to compete with him, so she just lay on his chest.
Lu Zechen held her with one hand and looked at the top of her head, feeling quite happy.
I've been feeling this way a lot lately, and it's getting more and more out of his control. He's irritated and enjoying it at the same time.
Snow began to fall in the sky again, bit by bit, falling on my hair, like foam.
He was quiet and asked Gu Lian, "Have you heard that poem?"
"My Chinese is not good."
Lu Zechen didn't care, and said in a deep voice: "If the frost and snow blow all over your head, it will turn white."
There was silence.
Gu Lian was silent and said: "Such words are usually said by characters who have a bad ending."
"Why?"
"Because I knew I wouldn't be able to live in peace, so I could only comfort myself by saying 'it doesn't matter'."
Lu Zechen's heart twitched, and that little bit of happiness was also taken away.
He stood up suddenly and took the person in his arms to sit up.
"It's cold outside, let's go back."
He said something with a cold face, stood up first, and then picked up the person on the ground.
in the living room
When Sister Li saw the fireworks outside, she thought the two of them would finally be happy. Unexpectedly, Lu Zechen came in with someone in his arms, with a long face.
"Sir, let's have dinner..."
Lu Zechen ignored it and carried Gu Lian upstairs.
There was a lot of tension in his chest, and he urgently needed some proof that he and Gu Lian would not become the so-called tragedy.
He went upstairs and opened the bedroom door skillfully.
When he walked in, there was plenty of heating inside. He placed Gu Lian on the bed and without giving anyone a chance to react, he leaned over and kissed the woman on the lips.
Gu Lian's eyes flickered slightly, and he stepped back a little, but he held his forearm down again.
Lu Zechen kissed her eagerly, nibbling and sucking, all the way down, forcing her to raise her head, and kissed her neck again.
Gu Lian felt him reach into the hem of her clothes and turned away with a frown, too lazy to struggle, otherwise she would still hurt the child.
In fact, he hasn't touched her since a month ago. She guessed that he thought she was pregnant and didn't want to look at her body.
I don’t know what happened today, but I got interested again.
Lu Zechen caressed her body passionately, feeling every change in her body. He kissed her fiercely but also tenderly. He just wanted to use the most intimate contact to fill the empty hole in his heart.
Suddenly, his palm touched her belly.
The movement suddenly stopped.
When he opened his eyes, he saw that she had her eyes closed tightly, but her eyelashes were trembling.
Returning to her thoughts, she pulled the quilt next to her and covered her.
Gu Lian noticed his movements, opened her eyes slightly, and turned to look at him.
Lu Zechen avoided her sight and lay down next to her.
The only sound in the room was the sound of the humidifier.
Gu Lian remained motionless and couldn't figure out what he meant.
Suddenly, the man reached into the quilt and pulled her clothes.
She thought he was going to continue, but she didn't expect him to rearrange her clothes.
The next second, the quilt was lifted and he stood up holding her in his arms.