This man was like a poppy. With just one small movement, he easily controlled all her thoughts.
Wan Qing only felt that she was falling into his kiss little by little.
Not asking him why he kissed her, let alone what would happen between them tomorrow, Wan Qing closed her eyes and followed the instinct in her heart to open her red lips.
Let his lips enter her mouth without any obstacles.
Feeling her reaction, Lu Yansong felt like an encouraged beast.
With an unbearable groan, the kiss suddenly deepened and worsened...
It was as if all the resentment, thoughts, and anger towards her in the past six months had been sunk into this kiss.
Wan Qing was kissed so hard that her heart trembled, as if she could feel the complicated emotions in his heart...
She almost melted into the heat.
I could only cling to his neck in embarrassment to prevent myself from sliding down...
Lu Yansong sucked her lips, kissed her cheeks, licked her earlobes, and nibbled her snow-white neck...
Fiery, keep going all the way down...
"Uh... don't..." She half-squinted her drunken eyes and struggled.
Even if she was obsessed with being so close, obsessed with his kiss, and his breath, she didn't dare to let him continue.
He has a fiancée...
She was struggling so hard with him just to be a damn third party.
"Don't reject me! Don't reject me!" His voice was rough.
God knows, over the past six months, thinking about her has driven him crazy.
Many times, I would dream about her in my dreams.
I miss her moans of desire under him, and I miss her suffocatingly tight body...
"Don't do this to me..."
When his hand slowly went down and reached under the skirt...
Wan Qing took a breath, trembling, and held his hand firmly.
Her eyelashes fluttered, and crystal tears fell on her eyelashes.
She panted rapidly and looked at him with almost pleading eyes, "We can't go any further...otherwise, I really can't forgive myself..."
Lu Yansong gasped and looked at her intently.
Rapid and hot breathing fell on Wan Qing's face.
He squinted his eyes, feeling suppressed pain.
in the end……
He didn't take any further, just slowly let go of her.
Wan Qing immediately turned her back and hurriedly straightened her messy skirt.
When he turned around, Lu Yansong's eyes were still fixed on her.
Burning, like melting flames...
Wan Qing's heartbeat quickened, she turned away and asked for a topic, "Aren't you hungry? Is there anything to eat in the kitchen?"
Lu Yansong nodded, "Yes."
Wan Qing avoided him and walked quickly to the kitchen.
The moment she opened the refrigerator, she was stunned for two seconds.
The refrigerator is full of stuff.
In addition to the usual food, there are even a lot of snacks.
He has never had a hobby of eating snacks...
Besides, since he hasn't lived in a villa for so long, probably only a girl would have the heart to buy so many things for him.
It should be his fiancée...
The astringency in my heart kept pouring out.
Wan Qing silently took the noodles out of the refrigerator and closed the refrigerator silently.
Boil water and simply put noodles in it.
Stop thinking about what just happened.
She knew very well that this villa would have a mistress sooner or later, and she should not have appeared here in the first place.
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Lu Yansong narrowed his eyes and looked at his back in the kitchen.
The light filled her slender figure, and her whole person was enveloped in a faint halo.
Leaning against the door frame, Lu Yansong looked at this scene with some confusion. For a while, he couldn't even look away.
After knowing all the truth...
All the hatred and resentment I had towards her disappeared in an instant.
And the rest…
It's just the pity and heartache that can't be hidden.
With a thought in mind, he walked into the kitchen.
He opened his arms and took her whole body into his arms.
Touching the familiar and warm embrace, Wan Qing's whole body tensed up.
His thin kisses brushed away the hair that was scattered on her shoulders and printed on the back of her neck.
"Don't be like this..." Thinking of his fiancée, Wan Qing subconsciously twisted her body to avoid his touch.
Even with the smallest movement, Lu Yansong noticed something was wrong with her.
Pulling her into his arms again, he frowned slightly, turned his head and looked at her from the side.
"What's wrong?"
Wan Qing did not dare to meet his gaze and only focused on the boiling water pot.
"The noodles will be cooked soon. You can go out first. I will serve them for you later."
Try to be as calm as possible.
"Wanqing!" Lu Yansong pulled her over.
She bit her lip, "The noodles are going to be burnt."
"What the hell happened to you?"
His eyes were looking straight at her, forcing her to stop escaping.
Wan Qing took a deep breath and looked at him, but her eyes were filled with austerity and sadness.
"We have made it very clear about the child... From now on, there seems to be nothing left to talk about..."