CEO's Beloved Sweetheart

C284 She Has Lost Her Male Ability



C284 She Has Lost Her Male Ability

1Han Zhiyu's lips were blocked and her eyes were wide open. She was surprised to be ambushed by the other party. She let out a squeal from her throat and stretched out her hand from under the blanket to try to push him away.     2

    

However, Lu Yiran tightened his hand that was placed on the back of her head. His five fingers passed through her black hair and pressed her lips towards him, deepening the kiss. Her slightly opened lips made it convenient for him to use his long tongue to drive her in. She easily entered the domain that he had never been to before and started acting recklessly inside.    

    

Han Zhiyu looked at the handsome face that was enlarged in front of her. His breathing was wrapped around her and their lips were intimately connected, exchanging the breath in each other's mouths. When she felt his tongue hook over, Han Zhiyu immediately retracted her tongue, avoiding his hook.    

    

Both of her hands slapped Lu Yiran at the same time, but she was no match for his superb kissing technique. The tongue that she avoided was easily caught. After dodging a few times, she was entangled by him and could not avoid him anymore.    

    

When his kiss became deeper and deeper, Han Zhiyu only felt that breathing became harder and harder, and her mind became more and more chaotic.    

    

The heater was turned on in the bedroom, and the originally comfortable temperature gradually rose because of the deepening kiss temperature. It was as if she was in a furnace.    

    

The air was getting thinner and thinner. Han Zhiyu's legs were weak and her hands were weak. Her body fell softly onto the bed, allowing Lu Yiran to take whatever he wanted.    

    

"Zhiyu!"    

    

The sudden cry interrupted the two people who were kissing in the room. . .    

    

Han Zhiyu was still in a daze and did not come back to her senses when she saw that Lu Yiran had already left her lips very quickly.    

    

"What's the matter?"    

    

Lu Yiran's voice was very low, and there was a hint of ambiguity in it.    

    

Han Zhiyu was protected in Lu Yiran's arms. Her arms had unknowingly turned from pushing and rejecting to wrapping around his neck. When his lips left, her eyes were still a little misty. Her watery eyes looked at the man in front of her. She did not know what night it was.    

    

When she heard Lu Yiran's voice and saw the old man standing at the door, her beautiful cheeks, which had originally been dyed by kissing, suddenly burned.    

    

"Zi. . . Ziyue. . . "    

    

She had always been thin-skinned, but now her face was so red that it could drip blood. She had just gone from the initial resistance to being completely immersed in Lu Yiran's kiss. She could not even differentiate north, south, east, and west.    

    

She also did not know when he had come in and how much he had seen.    

    

"Zhiyu, I, I really did not know before I broke in. You, you guys continue. I will close the door for you guys. . . "    

    

Wang Ziyue wanted to walk back awkwardly, but in her mind, she could not help but recall the anxious look of Lu Yiran when he kissed Han Zhiyu deeply, as if he wanted to swallow her into his stomach. Her originally hanging heart was filled with doubt again. Wasn't Lu Yiran lying in the hospital because he was injured? Why did he appear here so energetically now?    

    

But she did not dare to ask about it. Last time, she had disturbed the other party's good news. This time, if she were Lu Yiran, she would have wanted to kill her, so she could only go downstairs obediently.    

    

After Wang Ziyue left, the moment the door was closed, the big hand that was hooked to Han Zhiyu's waist also withdrew into her pocket. Lu Yiran looked at her calmly. There was no trace of evil thoughts in his eyes. The passionate kiss just now did not seem to have happened.    

    

Just as Han Zhiyu admired his strong willpower, she looked down and saw a small tent between his legs.    

    

Han Zhiyu stared at that place in surprise but unexpectedly found that it was slowly rising again.    

    

Being interrupted by Wang Ziyue, Lu Yiran was already holding back a wave of evil energy but he was also being stared at by Han Zhiyu's pure and curious eyes. How could he endure it?    

    

He had to hold it in because of her pregnant body. When he opened his mouth, his voice was so low and hoarse that even he was shocked, "You have a good rest. I'll go to the bathroom first. "    

    

Without waiting for Han Zhiyu's reply, he directly flashed into the bathroom by the side.    

    

It was only when the sound of flowing water came from the bathroom that she reacted to what had just happened. She really could not hold it in anymore.    

    

She didn't expect the domineering Lu Yiran to be in such a sorry state!    

    

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Late at night, the mansion of Lu's was shrouded in a layer of shadow.    

    

On the left side of the corridor on the second floor, a young man was lying on a dark blue bed. He was sweating and moaning.    

    

"Doctor, is there still hope for my son?" Wen Jingchun asked the person in front of her with a pale face.    

    

The old man in white put down the instrument in his hand and shook his head with regret. "Madam Lu, I'm afraid that Young Master will not have any fertility in the future. "    

    

Just one sentence made Wen Jingchun's originally pale face turn even paler and she almost could not stand up. Fortunately, the maid beside her quickly supported her.    

    

The old man in white looked between Wen Jingchun and Lu Jinchen with a sorrowful expression. He sighed deeply and planned to leave.    

    

"Wait!"    

    

Wen Jingchun called out to stop him. She looked at him with bloodshot eyes and said word by word, "I hope the doctor does not publicize this matter. "    

    

"Mrs Lu, don't worry. Not casually revealing the patient's privacy is the basic professionalism of a doctor. " The old man in white replied seriously.    

    

Only then did Wen Jingchun nod her head in relief and watch him leave the room.    

    

"Uh. . . " The person on the bed gave a painful cry.    

    

This sound immediately caught Wen Jingchun's attention. She pushed the maid away and ran to Lu Jinchen's bed. She grabbed his hand and said, "Chen, Mom is here. Mom is here. "    

    

Lu Jinchen seemed to be entangled in a nightmare. Bean-sized sweat kept seeping out of his forehead. His eyebrows twisted in pain.    

    

"No, no. . . Mother, save me. . . Save me. . . "    

    

"Chen, don't be afraid. Mom has already saved you. " Wen Jingchun looked at him with heartache and clenched her hands again.    

    

"Mom, it hurts. I'm in pain. . . " Perhaps the wound was in pain, but the pain on Lu Jinchen's face deepened.    

    

Wen Jingchun's heart was clenched into a ball, and she wished she could bear the pain for him. She kept comforting him with her mouth. "Be good, Chen. It will not hurt anymore soon. Be good. . . "    

    

Unfortunately, the consolation did not work. Lu Jinchen seemed to be in more and more pain. His pale lips kept moving, and his face looked haggard.    

    

Looking at Lu Jinchen at this moment, hatred gradually appeared in Wen Jingchun's eyes.    

    

When she was exchanging people with Lu Yiran at eight o'clock in the evening at the pier, she discovered that Lu Jinchen was sleeping. At that time, Lu Yiran told him that it was just that Lu Jinchen was too noisy, so he let him take some sleeping pills to sleep.    

    

Considering that he would take into account the relationship between the Lu brothers and would not play any tricks, and that Lu Jinchen was not injured, she did not mind and brought him home.    

    

She did not know that when the car was about halfway there, Lu Jinchen slowly woke up. He moaned in pain, and only then did she become nervous. She looked up and down at Lu Jinchen's body, and only then did she notice that blood was slowly flowing out of his crotch.    

    

Wen Jingchun's eyes were about to split open. Bright red blood gradually seeped out and wet the entire backseat of the car. There was a bloody and sticky smell.    

    


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