C332 Why Are You Here?
C332 Why Are You Here?
When she saw him staring at her, she wanted to tear him apart.
Han Zhiyu still did not have much strength in her body, but she twisted her waist.
She softly opened her mouth. "Yuanze. . . Uncomfortable. . . "
Lu Yiran was such a proud man. When he saw Han Zhiyu in his arms looking like she was flirting with him, he did not want to treat her as someone else! The fire in his body was extinguished. At this moment, he did not have any thoughts of continuing.
A sentence kept echoing in his mind. She thought of him as Hee Yuanze!
The door was flung open with a bang. Lu Yiran angrily slammed the door and left. Han Zhiyu was lying on the bed weakly. She did not pull the blanket to cover herself. She just closed her eyes and allowed her body to cool down completely.
It should be the joy of revenge, but in the depths of her heart, other than sadness, she did not feel any happiness.
Not long after he closed his eyes, the sound of the door opening came again.
Han Zhiyu opened her eyes and her head was still dizzy and calm. She stretched out her hand and wanted to pull over the blanket to cover herself. . .
Just as her hand touched the blanket, she heard footsteps.
It was him.
Some familiarity had already been carved into the depths of his soul. Even if he tried to hypnotize himself, he wouldn't be able to truly forget it.
It was just like when she was lying on the bed. Even though she had yet to see anyone, she could already tell that it was Lu Yiran by the sound of footsteps.
Han Zhiyu slowly let go of the blanket.
In the blink of an eye, Lu Yiran had already returned to the bed.
Han Zhiyu had just been dragged to the bed and her body was soft.
When Lu Yiran's big hand grabbed her shoulder and pulled her up, Han Zhiyu was unable to resist and was pulled up and fell into his arms.
Because of the sudden movement, Han Zhiyu only felt even more dizzy.
"Oh. . . "
Her slender and naked body was pulled up. Lu Yiran turned around and pulled her down from the bed.
Han Zhiyu's body could not stand stably at all. When she was pulled down, her legs were as soft as noodles.
When her body fell, the arm that was caught in his big palm hurt a little.
She grunted. Han Zhiyu knelt on one knee on the ground. Just as her knee touched the ground, her arm was pulled again and her waist was pulled.
It was almost half forced to drag her into the bathroom. Han Zhiyu felt very uncomfortable because his pulling started to make her dizzy again.
In the bathroom.
Lu Yiran put his hand on her slender waist. Han Zhiyu's lips were a little pale because of the discomfort. He was forced to hug her and put her in the bathroom.
He tried to hold his hands on the bathroom counter to steady himself, but his legs were too soft. It was difficult for him to even stand.
Breathing lightly, Very quickly, a cold hand grabbed her chin and lifted her face.
The handsome face approached. His vision was somewhat blurry, but his mind clearly knew who he was.
His eyes were still misty and somewhat dazed.
Lu Yiran's clothes were completely pressed against Han Zhiyu, who was not wearing any clothes. He looked at her drunk and hazy appearance. The anger in his eyes was jumping. He gently touched her face with his big palm and asked, "Who am I?"
Han Zhiyu felt very uncomfortable. She did not think that Lu Yiran would turn back. She thought that what she did would hurt him and hurt his pride. She would give him a fierce blow.
She wanted to take revenge on him for doing such a thing to her while she was drunk.
She also wanted to let him have a taste of pain.
It was just that she misjudged that he would actually come back.
"Speak, who am I?"
Lu Yiran leaned on her body, his cold and handsome face getting closer.
He did not touch her, but just wanted an answer.
"Tell me, who am I?"
The third time, Han Zhiyu took the initiative to lean towards him. Her lips almost touched his lips. Just as she said one word, Lu Yiran's big hand suddenly tightened.
"He. Hiss. . . "
Before he could even touch Lu Yiran's lips, he had already tightened his grip on Lu Yiran's lips, causing him to cry out in pain. . . .
When she said the word 'congratulations' again, Lu Yiran directly hugged her and stood under the fluffy hair.
He opened the water and the water poured down from the top of his head and onto the two of them.
Lu Yiran held her waist with one hand and tightened it. He held her chin with the other hand and forced her to look at him.
"Are you awake? Who am I?"
Han Zhiyu raised her head as she felt the water wash over her face.
The water blurred her eyes.
His voice was beside her ear, asking her who he was over and over again.
"Look clearly, who am I?"
Lu Yiran let the water rush past the two of them. He held Han Zhiyu tightly in his arms, wanting to wake her up.
Han Zhiyu was cold, a coldness that seeped out from her bones.
This kind of feeling was similar to the coldness that the baby had lost from her stomach that day.
The water thorn made it so that she could not see the man in front of her clearly. However, she could hear his angry voice beside her ears. It was like a demonic tune circling her ears.
"Han Zhiyu, who am I? Tell me, who is the man hugging you now?"
Lu Yiran did not make any moves. He just let Shui Chong pass and continued to interrogate her.
She did not speak at all. She could not close her eyes. The powerful water pillar made a warm liquid slide down.
Due to the water, the feeling of dizziness became clearer and clearer.
"Tell me, who is hugging you? Look carefully. Tell me, who am I?"
His aura was approaching but Han Zhiyu did not speak. As she felt more and more uncomfortable, Han Zhiyu could not help but shiver.
This kind of bone-chilling feeling was not good at all.
The wine was completely washed away by the water and Han Zhiyu's body also had strength.
When Lu Yiran interrogated her again, she directly took the small lotus head from the side and smashed it on Lu Yiran's head.
"Lu Yiran, you crazy man!"
Although he was drunk, he did not have much strength.
When the lotus head hit Lu Yiran's face, he could feel pain, but there were no injuries.
The moment he let go of his big hand, Han Zhiyu took a step back. One of her hands was on the wall as she panted.
Lu Yiran was hit in the corner of his eye. The pain made his hand loosen. His arms were empty. He saw that she was one step away from him, leaning against the wall, panting. . .
Lu Yiran's name had never sounded so good.
He closed the water with one hand and took a step forward to lock Han Zhiyu in his arms again.
At this moment, Han Zhiyu's mind was completely clear, but her physical strength had not recovered yet.
Being held in Lu Yiran's arms, her hands tried to push but were unable to move at all.
"Lu Yiran, get lost!"
Han Zhiyu could not get away, and her words were filled with disgust.
His behavior just now was no different from a madman. He used such a perverted method to wake her up.
"You finally know that I am Lu Yiran, right?"
Lu Yiran easily lifted Han Zhiyu up with his big hand and was pushed to the bathroom again.
Han Zhiyu pushed Lu Yiran with her hand but was turned around by him. Her tall body completely locked her in his arms from behind.
His big hand went in front of her and pinched her chin. He bent his waist slightly and his handsome face leaned to her side, forcing her eyes to meet his in the mirror.
"Why are you here?"