Jin Shaoheng was stunned for a moment, he probably didn't expect this.
Lu Xining quickly got out of bed and hugged it again.
Jin Shaoheng frowned, carried her back to the bed with bare feet, and then went to take away the portrait in her arms, but she didn't let go.
"Lu Xining."
What does it mean to hold the portrait and not let go of it at night?
"I miss my mother." Lu Xining said.
When Jin Shaoheng heard this, he narrowed his eyes when he looked at her.
Obviously when he sent her to work at noon, he was still cold and unwilling to talk to her, but now he talks nicely?
"You want to use mom as a shield for you, right?" Jin Shaoheng saw through her thoughts.
That's right.
Zhang Tingyu loved Lu Xining very much during her lifetime, and Jin Shaoheng knew this very well. People are all about emotions, not to mention that Zhang Tingyu has passed away, and Jin Shaoheng's feelings for his mother are even more different.
Lu Xining just wanted him to have some scruples about her, even just a little bit, for his mother's sake.
It would be a bit too naive to let her go, but she resisted getting close to him, so she could put it off once.
"Lu Xining, have you ever thought about it? Some tricks won't work if you use them too much."
He couldn't hesitate and let her see his weakness. What should Lu Xining do if he kept struggling every day?
"Do you still remember your promise to her that you would treat me well?" Lu Xining asked, simply poking his heart.
I think they had lived in harmony before Zhang Tingyu passed away. Was that really just a lie?
Of course he understood what she meant, but he deliberately misinterpreted it and said: "Remember, treat you well.
Now what you wear, what you eat, what you use is not the best? Isn’t it kind enough to have someone to take you to and from get off work?”
Lu Xining heard his malice and thought sadly that even Zhang Tingyu couldn't save him?
Jin Shaoheng stroked her face and said, "I also promised my mother that I would not give up on you, remember?"
demon!
Zhang Tingyu clearly didn't mean this, but the words completely changed in his mouth.
So even though his voice was so gentle, Lu Xining couldn't help but tremble.
"Jin Shaoheng, sometimes I wonder how much you hate me." You must hate me very much, otherwise why would you treat her like this?
But what did she do to make him hate her so much? Did she break up him and Lin Qingyue in the first place? She thought this matter had already passed between them.
Could it be that those performances in the past were all performed by him, and there was no real warmth at all?
Of course not! But Jin Shaoheng couldn't say that. He had to hold himself tight and pretend to be cold and indifferent.
Otherwise, he was afraid that Lu Xining would see his soft heart and run away without a trace.
Thinking like this, he didn't answer her question, but just kissed her silently.
Lu Xining wanted to refuse but didn't dare. She didn't want to listen to his threats again and again.
In the end, the kiss became longer and longer. When he let go of her, Lu Xining was already out of breath.
When Jin Shaoheng pushed her down and took Zhang Tingyu's portrait away from her arms, she subconsciously hugged it in.
Jin Shaoheng was not soft-hearted. He put the portrait on the bedside, then took her two hands and pressed them on her head, and wrapped his other hand around her delicate waist.
He always treated her very gently and gently, as if he was trying his best to suppress the heat in his body. If he wasn't sure, Lu Xining would have doubted whether he knew she was pregnant.
But the more gentle he was, the more humiliating and torturous the acceptance process became for Lu Xining.
The atmosphere in the room was obviously so hot, and Lu Xining gradually fell into the sensory stimulation he provided.
But her heart was cold, so painful, so cold, as if there was another self living in her body.
She was separated from herself in reality and huddled helplessly in the darkness. No matter how she shouted or cried, no one could hear her or respond.
"Pay attention." He lightly bit Lu Xining's shoulder.
When she came to her senses, he never gave her another chance to be distracted.
After a long time, it’s over...
What she didn't know was that Jin Shaoheng's needs were very strong, and this level was not enough for him.
But every time she lay there, he felt like she was like a broken doll, as if it would break at the slightest touch, and he could only suppress it.
Jin Shaoheng took her to the bathroom to clean her, then wrapped her in a big bath towel and put her back on the bed.
She didn't even have to move a finger during the whole process, if he hadn't pressed her against the wall while breathing heavily...
Sometimes she feels like an inflatable doll.
While she was thinking wildly, Jin Shaoheng had already washed herself, lifted the quilt and got into bed, and held her firmly in his arms again.
Lu Xining was repulsed in her heart. His breath came to her, and she even felt like she was suffocating.
She stared at his sleeping face, and the thought of killing him flashed through her countless times, but she just thought about it.
She didn't dare.
Maybe he had been staring at his face for too long. Jin Shaoheng felt it. He opened his eyes and looked into hers, asking: "Still not sleeping? Are you not tired enough?"
He did it on purpose. Lu Xining didn't bother to pay attention to him and just closed his eyes.
The space in the bedroom became quiet, and even their breathing was shallow, but they both knew that the other was not asleep.
Lu Xining opened his eyes again, and sure enough, he saw him looking down at her.
Different from the heat when doing that kind of thing, the gentleness that comes from it actually gives people the illusion of being affectionate.
joke!
How can he have any deep affection? Oh no, there is some. But it was all given to Lin Qingyue, how could he deserve it?
She did not feel sorry for herself, nor was she as cold as before. She grasped the quilt tightly and loosely with her hands, and finally said:
"Can we not..." She lowered her eyes and did not dare to look at him. It was still difficult for her to say anything.
Or maybe she didn't know how to speak, because she was afraid that if she was not careful, the devil would show his evil claws to her.
"What?" Jin Shaoheng understood instantly, but asked deliberately.
"I can't stand it." As Lu Xining spoke, he wanted to beat himself to death.
But she was already so embarrassed that he took her out of his arms, held her shoulders and examined her for a long time.
Lu Xining felt uneasy again. After all, his thoughts were unpredictable. What if he caught her again?
She didn't know if others were like this, but in her eyes, Jin Shaoheng was completely different from the one before the divorce.
"Okay." Just when her heart tensed to the extreme, she didn't expect that he actually agreed.
Such joy made Lu Xining stunned.
"What? I'm too talkative and you're not satisfied?" Jin Shaoheng asked deliberately.
Lu Xining quickly shook his head.
She was so well-behaved, and Jin Shaoheng felt a little better after seeing her, and said, "But I also have a condition. From tomorrow onwards, you can eat well and don't miss every meal."
Look at how thin she has become, it hurts anyone holding her with all the bones in her body.