CEO's Beloved Sweetheart

4Han Zhiyu was extremely angry and her hands were also struggling with all her might, not willing to cooperate.    1

    

Lu Yiran frowned and realized that the little girl in his arms was really resisting. . .    

    

He finally left and seriously looked at Han Zhiyu's reddened eyes. His heart was pulled together.    

    

"Lu Yiran, you bullied me!"    

    

Han Zhiyu looked at him and complained. She clearly said she did not want it, but he still did not care.    

    

It seemed that Feng Xueqing was not wrong at all. Men were selfish creatures.    

    

"Sorry, wife. " Lu Yiran raised his head and caressed her face apologetically. "No, we don't want to do it. "    

    

As if to comfort her, Lu Yiran kissed her on the lips.    

    

However, this kiss was not like the one just now, as if he wanted to swallow her whole.    

    

The kiss was neither deep nor shallow. After tasting it, he retreated.    

    

Lu Yiran reached out and wrapped his arms around Han Zhiyu, who was lying flat on the bed, and placed his head on top of her hair. Hot breaths sprayed on her hair.    

    

The temperature of his body was very hot, especially the place that was close to her. He could clearly feel the degree of heat.    

    

But he only hugged her and did not do anything else. . .    

    

Han Zhiyu opened her eyes in Lu Yiran's arms and gradually calmed down.    

    

In fact, she was only shocked by Lu Yiran's sudden actions and impatience and could not accept it for a moment.    

    

Now that she had calmed down and thought about it, he probably had to endure until he couldn't take it anymore to make such a request.    

    

She raised her head and looked at his chin. When she recalled the scene of Lu Yiran washing the cold water in the bathroom these few days, she actually felt that she had made a big deal out of a molehill just now.    

    

This man still cared about her from the bottom of his heart and loved her.    

    

Lu Yiran noticed Han Zhiyu looking at him. Her eyes, filled with desire, were deeply locked on him.    

    

The breath she exhaled became hotter and hotter. . .    

    

"Sleep!"    

    

Lu Yiran saw Han Zhiyu staring at him with her eyes wide open.    

    

She sighed helplessly and wrapped her arms around Han Zhiyu. She forced herself to say one word.    

    

One should know how difficult it was for him to say this word in this situation.    

    

"Oh!"    

    

Han Zhiyu answered and closed her eyes to approach Lu Yiran's embrace.    

    

She was silent for less than a second before she suddenly opened her eyes again.    

    

"Are you really going to sleep?"    

    

Han Zhiyu asked probingly. . .    

    

"Yes!"    

    

Lu Yiran's voice was still as hoarse as before. It was obvious that he was enduring patiently.    

    

After Han Zhiyu finished speaking, she really closed her eyes again.    

    

She thought that he was just saying casually, but after waiting for a few dozen seconds with her eyes closed, Lu Yiran really did not do anything. He just hugged her tightly and could not be more obedient!    

    

"Do you have a fever?"    

    

Han Zhiyu suddenly opened her eyes again. She reached her hand to Lu Yiran's forehead and felt an unusual heat on it.    

    

It was very hot, but it was not a fever. At most, it was just a heat that had not yet subsided.    

    

Perhaps it was because the doubt in Han Zhiyu's eyes was too obvious, Lu Yiran easily understood it.    

    

"You are not willing. "    

    

The simple four words had already expressed everything. . .    

    

Her words and actions were telling him that she didn't want to, refused to help him like this.    

    

He didn't know the reason, but looking at her expression, it was clear that she didn't intend to tell him.    

    

Actually, he wanted to do it, but if Han Zhiyu really did not want to help him, he would not ignore and force her.    

    

Everything was under the premise that she was willing. He was already used to it.    

    

"Don't you want to do it?"    

    

What kind of logic is this. . .    

    

Lu Yiran frowned again. He only felt that this little girl in his arms was too annoying!    

    

He was completely unable to grasp it.    

    

"I'll be fine in a while. " Lu Yiran thought for a while and answered.    

    

"Lu Yiran, are you serious?"    

    

This time, Lu Yiran did not answer.    

    

Han Zhiyu smiled and pulled his arm. She asked, "If I don't want to, you won't do it?"    

    

"If you keep nagging, I will let you use your hands! Sleep!"    

    

Lu Yiran's voice was fierce.    

    

If this little girl continued to torture him like this and seduce him with her voice, he would not be able to hold it in anymore.    

    

Han Zhiyu's mood suddenly became very good when she saw his extremely stifled expression.    

    

She clearly desired it to the extreme, but because she was unwilling, she endured it!    

    

Endure!    

    

This word was rarely seen in the aspect of bed exercise. It was very rare to see it in Lu Yiran.    

    

Actually, Han Zhiyu felt that when she found out that she was pregnant with this child, she had become a little pretentious in many aspects. She was especially sensitive and liked to fuss about it. In short, there was a lot of inexplicable emotions. Furthermore, she could not control her emotions when they came up.    

    

She was really letting her imagination run wild.    

    

Lu Yiran being so anxious was only an instinct of his body. He did not have the intention of ignoring her.    

    

Besides, when he was really unhappy, he had to endure the pain.    

    

So what exactly was she haggling about!?    

    

"Lu Yiran, let me use my hand!"    

    

Han Zhiyu suddenly hooked her lips and said seriously, "But you better hurry up. "    

    

She added, blushing so red that she did not dare to look at him.    

    

She had truly experienced this man's endurance in this aspect.    

    

"Didn't you say you weren't willing?"    

    

Lu Yiran did not immediately take action. He looked at Han Zhiyu with an expression of research, as if he was considering how reliable her words were, or if she was just teasing him.    

    

"Do you still want to do it or not?"    

    

Han Zhiyu's face became even redder when Lu Yiran looked at her.    

    

She had taken the initiative to help him, but he was still delaying. . . .    

    

It was clearly him who wanted it, yet he was still pretending!    

    

"Really?"    

    

Lu Yiran asked again, worried.    

    

Han Zhiyu's expression on the bed was deeply imprinted in Lu Yiran's mind.    

    

"You are long-winded!"    

    

Han Zhiyu was more embarrassed than angry. She could not continue to look at Lu Yiran in the eyes and discuss whether she should use her hands to help him.    

    

Seeing that he did not move, she could only clench her teeth. She turned her body over and covered Lu Yiran's body. She held his handsome face, lowered her head, and kissed him.    

    

Sometimes, Lu Yiran's argument was very useful.    

    

Actual action was obviously much more reliable than words.    

    

Lu Yiran was only stunned for a second. His hand had already consciously grabbed the back of Han Zhiyu's head and sucked her lips.    

    

His hand also grabbed Han Zhiyu and went to that place again.    

    

The night was getting deeper and deeper.    

    

The man's heavy breathing became heavier and heavier. . .