Is Master Lu jealous today?

She still didn't explain to Lu Qi.

Yes, the fact is naturally impossible to quibble.

Lu Jiyuan looked at the delicate face in front of him, with ridicule and sarcasm in his eyes.

"Lu Jiyuan, I married you because of the Sheng family, and you married me because of your mother's peace of mind. We are just a couple in name, you——hmm!"

Sheng Wantang's words stopped abruptly, her lips were covered with softness, her eyes widened in astonishment, and what she saw was the magnified handsome face of a man.

She clearly felt the curvature of the man's thin lips.

It's just that the softness instantly became fierce.

"Let go—uuuuuuuuuuu!"

"I'm not satisfied with being a couple in name," a man's voice leaked from the gap between the lips, "I will fulfill you and let you be a veritable Lu, Tai, Tai!"

A man's hand came through the folded hem.

The hot and unfamiliar touch was full of danger, which made Sheng Wantang tremble, and even his soul trembled.

"Lu Jiyuan, let go! What are you doing?"

"you."

The temperature of the air conditioner was slightly lower, and Sheng Wantang felt her body skin contact with the cold air, which made her scalp numb.

And the colder one is the heart.

"Lu Jiyuan! Let me go! Why are you so crazy?!" Sheng Wantang struggled and almost shouted.

"Sheng Wantang, this is your duty as Mrs. Lu."

He was reminding her that this was not only her obligation as Mrs. Lu.

This Mrs. Lu's position was obtained by herself in the rainstorm!

"Lu Jiyuan, I'm just a woman of unknown origin, don't you think it's worthless to have sex with me?" The man moved very quickly, and Sheng Wantang's fighting skills were not impressive enough in front of him.

What's more, there is a natural power gap between men and women.

Lu Jiyuan sneered disdainfully.

Such little tricks are of no use to him.

Sheng Wantang clearly felt the changes in the man's body.

It seems that the horn of death has been sounded, and the scythe of death has been raised, and the danger cannot be increased.

The man's big hand touched her jeans, Sheng Wantang finally got anxious.

"Lu Jiyuan! Lu Jiyuan, wait! Don't do this! I don't want to! You..."

No matter what she said, the man turned a deaf ear, like a stubborn beast that wanted to tear people apart.

The appearance of Lu Qi was Lu Qi's scheme, and the accident of grandma was Sheng Mengyue's viciousness. Lu Qiming could have prevented all of this, but he saw it happen and threatened her with his life.

Now, Lu Jiyuan still thinks that she has an affair with Lu Qi!

Sheng Wantang felt unbearably wronged, but his hands were clasped on top of his head with one hand.

She smelled the strong aroma of wine on his body.

The woman's eye sockets had been covered with tears at some point, and the washed almond eyes looked even more pitiful, full of fear and sorrow.

It makes people very, very destructive.

Want to make her worse.

make her cry!

Let her keep begging him!

Lu Jiyuan looked at these eyes for half a second, and raised his hand to cover them.There was a look of sternness and coldness in his eyes.

— If he didn’t cover it, he was afraid that he would lose control.

"Tsk, why are you so unwilling? Huh Sheng Wantang?"

"Can you change the place? Don't be here, okay? Also, not now? Okay?... Lu Jiyuan, I don't want to be here now, and I don't want to be here..."

She didn't want to be in a place like the club during the day, just a random sofa...

That would make her feel extremely humiliated, as if her self-esteem was torn apart and crushed under her feet.

A few seconds later, Lu Jiyuan sneered.

let go of her.

Almost at the moment when his body was free, Sheng Wantang folded his clothes and fled several meters away from Lu Jiyuan, looking at him warily.

Lu Jiyuan lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, and suppressed the strange irritability and loss of control in his heart.

"Lu Jiyuan, you, are you drinking too much?" Sheng Wantang observed him carefully.

Otherwise, he probably wouldn't have done what he just did.

"What's the matter with you? Tell me." Lu Jiyuan's voice was extraordinarily cold, like ice in midwinter.

"Can I...can you please contact Jing Yan for me? I want to ask him to have an operation." Sheng Wantang's words were very polite.

Another Jing Yan was involved.

Gee!

I heard that the No. 1 girl group has countless servants, does she like to hook up so much?

She was timid, she was obviously afraid but she didn't rush out of the room, instead she insisted on opening her mouth.

"Why should I help you? Sheng Wantang, I'm not a philanthropist." Although the man always had no expression on his face, at this moment he gave off a really low-pressure feeling.

Sheng Wantang heard his subtext.

A woman who is unwilling to fulfill her obligations, still wants to help?

"I... I can do it, but..." Sheng Wantang felt her throat was hard and it was extremely difficult to say every word, but she had to say, "Don't be here, okay? Go back to Silver Moon Manor, or go to Hotel, everything is fine."

But don't be here.

Otherwise, she felt no different from those whores.

The man swallowed a cigarette butt and exhaled a smoke ring, "Miss Sheng, that's not how business is done."

He stopped calling her Mrs. Lu.

Rather, Miss Sheng.

This is a satire of her refusal just now.

If she was willing just now, she would naturally be able to exchange Jing Yan's contact information.

But now, the timing of the negotiations has changed.

He can naturally ask for more chips.

Sheng Wantang stared at him silently, waiting for him to make an offer—a request.

As long as she can do it, she will try to satisfy him as much as possible.

"I'll give you a chance." Lu Jiyuan pointed to the floor-to-ceiling windows.

It is a huge 270-degree circular floor-to-ceiling window, which can have a panoramic view of the feasting and feasting in the lobby on the first floor.

Sheng Wantang didn't understand what he was going to do, but she had a bad feeling.

Some song was played on the first floor, the people on the dance floor began to twist their bodies wantonly, and the people on the booths also swayed to the faint beat.

Someone is drinking and dancing.

Someone is hugging and kissing.

A piece of erosion and sinking.

"You, what do you mean?"

"Let's jump by the window. If your bidding price goes up to [-], I'll convince Jing Yan for you."

There will be dancers' PK every Saturday night in Bull Lake Island Clubhouse, and the most popular dancers will get extra rewards from the clubhouse.

In this society, popularity is tied to money.

Extravagant and exciting activities are always extremely popular among the wealthy circle.

"Lu Jiyuan, you want to send your woman out for the entertainment of other men?" Sheng Wantang felt absurd.

Lu Jiyuan corrected her: "Mrs. Lu, you are just my wife."

There is still a difference between a wife and a woman.

There is a substantive relationship.

Lu Jiyuan stood up, clasped Sheng Wantang's chin, and lifted it up slightly. His low and indifferent voice was like a midnight wake-up call: "Who knows whose woman you will become? Don't you think so?"