C361 Wait for Another Week I Won't Wait Any Longer
C361 Wait for Another Week I Won't Wait Any Longer
His face was thick, but it did not mean that Han Zhiyu was also thick-skinned.
Lu Yiran's words made Han Zhiyu fall into an extremely awkward situation.
Could this man still speak without any restraint?
Lu Yiran looked at the woman in his arms who had calmed down before continuing to walk out.
The corner of his lips curled up slightly. He was in a very good mood.
When he arrived downstairs, Lu Yiran had someone specially send a wheelchair over so Han Zhiyu could sit in it.
At this moment, Lu Yiran pushed Han Zhiyu out.
Feng Xueqing stood in a large glass window and looked at the two people outside the house.
Actually, the two of them really matched well.
Lu Yiran's personality, coupled with Little Yu, was actually very good.
"Aa Wei, they are very compatible, right?"
"En. "
Behind him, Aa Wei responded to Feng Xueqing. Feng Xueqing had a smile in her eyes since yesterday. She seemed to have relaxed a lot.
She only hoped that the two of them could get rid of their past grudges and continue to develop normally.
Lu Yiran did not accompany Han Zhiyu for long before he pushed her back.
When they approached the house, Han Zhiyu said to Lu Yiran behind her, "I can do it myself. "
It was undoubtedly a very tiring thing to get along with him.
Therefore, she could only sit there and see that Lu Yiran was standing silently by the side, but his gaze would occasionally look at her. That gaze always made her unable to focus.
This kind of feeling was really like a year.
Now, it was not easy for him to push her back, so Han Zhiyu really wanted to get rid of him quickly and not fall into this kind of lonely relationship again.
It was really too scary. . .
"Climb upstairs?"
The three words did not stop.
It was just the words, but it really made people's heart feel stifled. . .
In the silence, he had already come in.
Lu Yiran fixed the wheelchair, bent down, and reached out to pick Han Zhiyu up.
Han Zhiyu did not struggle or speak anymore this time. She silently pursed her lips and let Lu Yiran carry her upstairs and put her on the bed.
"Thank you. "
The two words, which were unfamiliar with politeness, made Lu Yiran pause when he got up.
He bent down and stared at Han Zhiyu.
That look made her instinctively avoid it.
"No. . . "
When she felt Lu Yiran's breath approaching her, Han Zhiyu immediately turned her head to the side to avoid it.
Lu Yiran's kiss missed and slid across Han Zhiyu's face.
The smooth and tender touch made Lu Yiran's eyes deepen.
His big hand suddenly grabbed Han Zhiyu's lower jaw and his thin lips accurately and neatly landed on Han Zhiyu's lips.
The moment he saw her appear in front of him, he wanted to do so.
The aura merged together.
Han Zhiyu was shocked. His movements were too fast. When her lower jaw hurt, her lips were already stuck.
Her eyes widened as she looked at Lu Yiran who was standing close to her.
His head started to sway left and right, but he used a lot of force. He held her lower jaw, and the angle of his head swaying could not be too big. When his thin lips were pressed against her, he skillfully swept in through her slightly opened teeth that she had not been prepared for just a moment ago.
Frowning, he opened his mouth and was about to bite.
This was a reflex action.
However, Lu Yiran, who was looking at Han Zhiyu with his eyes wide open, saw all her expressions.
Before Han Zhiyu frowned and gritted her teeth, she had already exerted strength in her hands.
Pain hit her, making Han Zhiyu unable to bite down.
But the eroding kiss did not stop.
It forcefully swept into her lips and passionately kissed Han Zhiyu.
The passionate kiss and the cold side profile formed a sharp contrast.
The kiss went deeper and deeper, wrapping around her dodging flexibility.
One hand tightly grabbed her chin, the other hand conveniently went downwards.
Following the line of the neck, from the lower hem of her clothes, she skillfully slid upwards. Her lust could be triggered at any moment. . . .
His big hand slid in, and his body pressed down as well.
"Oh. . . "
Lu Yiran threw himself into the kiss. When his body returned to Han Zhiyu, he pressed down on her leg. The pain made her face distort. The cries of pain were drowned in his passionate kiss.
The kiss suddenly stopped.
His hand had already slipped in. . .
"Pain. . . " Han Zhiyu's lips loosened and she opened her mouth to speak.
After being kissed, her red lips were slightly swollen and her voice was hoarse.
Lu Yiran's throat tightened. Somewhere, it was already under a kiss and was ready to move.
"Call a doctor?"
The same hoarse voice calling for a stop halfway was undoubtedly torture to Lu Yiran.
He looked at Han Zhiyu with a deep gaze. His gaze moved from her face to her legs.
"No need. "
Han Zhiyu pulled her clothes and glanced at somewhere in Lu Yiran.
She saw a tall bump there. When she was pressing down on her, she had already felt it.
She wanted to scold Lu Yiran, but she didn't know how to say it.
In the end, she could only purse her lips and try her best to ignore everything that had just happened.
However, his eyes avoided Lu Yiran's gaze. After what had happened just now, it could not be denied that there was a trace of awkwardness and a trace of affection between the two of them.
"One week. "
Another week, his limit.
"What?"
He asked almost reflexively.
"Let's wait another week. We won't wait any longer. "
It was rare that Lu Yiran actually gave her an explanation.
After saying that, he turned around and walked out.
Han Zhiyu was struck by the lightning and stayed where she was. She waited for another week and would not wait anymore.
The first time she did not understand, but after the explanation, she inexplicably understood.
He. . .
Her hands clenched tightly.
His figure had already disappeared from sight and he was the only one left in the room. Han Zhiyu suddenly raised her hand and wiped away the traces on her mouth without leaving a trace.
One time, another time. . .
It was only when her slightly swollen lips felt pain that she slowly stopped and finally, she tightly bit on it.
Slowly closing his eyes, he carefully hid himself in his own world.
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Lu Yiran was a very charming man. He didn't need to deliberately release his charm.
His appearance and aura were the focus of the crowd.
Han Zhiyu looked at the man standing beside her. He would come over for more than an hour every day and then leave.
Today was already the fourth day.
From the first day he suddenly kissed, Han Zhiyu seemed to be on guard against him.
After being put on the bed, she would immediately shrink back and deliberately avoid too much intimate contact between the two of them.
Lu Yiran only gave her a deep look at that time. He did not force her any further, but turned around and left.
Seeing Lu Yiran leave, Han Zhiyu's tense mood finally relaxed a little.
Today was the same as before. Han Zhiyu sat in a wheelchair and opened a big umbrella to block the sunlight.
She sat under the umbrella and read a book.
Lu Yiran sat beside her. He had put down the things he was dealing with and looked at her.
His eyes were full of aggressiveness. There was a wild aura of plunder in his dark eyes.
For some reason, Han Zhiyu's body tensed up.
His eyes had a sense of presence.
Especially his gaze, which contained the emotions of plundering, Han Zhiyu could not ignore it at all.
His hand was on the book, and in a short minute, he abandoned his weapon and surrendered.
He looked at her like this, and she could not concentrate on the book at all.
She quietly looked away from the book, looked at Lu Yiran, and saw him look at her.
That dark look made his eyes deepen, and also made his outline even more handsome and charming.
Standing with the light on his back, even though he was right in front of him, he felt that he was very far away from him.