Shadow Bride

Thinking of this, I asked: "Is your health better?"

Su Xingyu was taken aback for a moment before he realized what he was talking about. Thinking of the chaos and embarrassment of last night, the humiliation and humiliation that was finally suppressed came back to his heart. She bit her lip, restrained herself from losing her attitude, and was silent for a while before saying, "I'm fine."

Under the chandelier in the living room, the girl's skin was pale and looked so fragile.

Lu Shifeng raised his eyebrows slightly: "You don't need to be brave in front of me."

"I didn't try my best." She turned her head and looked at the delicate texture on the heavy door, her voice was dull.

Lu Shifeng did not argue with her, only said: "Come here."

She understood what he meant, walked over, and stretched out her hand to take off his suit jacket as she did last night. Standing on tiptoe and raising her face, she was still doing all this with some effort. Her body was close to him, so close that he could feel his breath and body temperature.

She was uncomfortable, finished as fast as she could, turned around, and wanted to hang her coat on the hanger.

Lu Shifeng stretched out his hand to stop her.

"What are you doing?!" She was frightened and blurted.

He looked at her with a bit of playfulness: "Is that so afraid of me?"

"I didn't!" She glared at him, her heart still beating, she had been bullied several times one after another, and now she was stopped by him suddenly, it was strange that she was not scared. However, no matter how scared, she would not show weakness in front of him.

Lu Shifeng calmly said, "Untie my tie."

She found out that he was still wearing a silver-gray tie around his neck, and the cold texture matched him at first glance. He didn't let her explain it last night, so she didn't even know there was this step. At this time, he suggested that she had no choice but to swallow and do so. She used her slender fingers to untie the silver-gray tie little by little, and inadvertently touched his chest with an electric touch.

He looked down at her, his vision was deep, faint but hot, and substantive.

She was flustered by him, becoming more and more nervous, and her fingers became stiff, and she couldn't untie it several times.

Unexpectedly, he grabbed her hand.

She was shocked and almost exclaimed again.

His voice was a little low and hoarse: "It's not that way." The slender and stable hand held her hand, and regardless of her shrinking, he taught her a little bit how to untie it. The silver tie fell between the two.

Su Xingyu's face started to have a fever again, and her body became weak, and she couldn't stand it.

She tried to draw it several times, but couldn't get her hand back, so she reprimanded in a low voice, "You let me go."

But even the voice is weak.

Lu Shifeng didn't let go of her, and gently stroked her cheek with his other hand: "Move to my bedroom to sleep at night."

She looked at him hastily: "No...I..."

He touched her cheek with a slight effort: "I thought you have already started to learn how to be a good wife."

She was speechless, understanding that this was his reminder and warning to her, and there was no room for negotiation at all. This man is always so bossy and doesn't think about her, in order to satisfy himself, he doesn't mind hurting her at all. She recognized her identity at once, yes, it was only in the morning that she made up her mind to obey him, to gain his trust, to paralyze him, and to sacrifice her body is inevitable. In fact, this is one of the few tools she can use to please him.

I can't escape it anyway.

She obediently moved to his bedroom, dressed in a soft silk satin nightgown, and got onto his bed.

He was very satisfied, so he was more compassionate towards her, and patiently stripped off her nightgown, turning her body to face him. The girl shrank in the quilt, obviously terrified, shivering, but she wanted to pretend to be innocent, and she saw an inexplicable throbbing deep in his heart. "Does it still hurt?" he asked.

Her long eyelashes fluttered a few times, and she didn't seem to understand what he was talking about.

He laughed, "I ask you, does the injury you got last night still hurt?"

This time she understood, her face turned red all of a sudden, but she didn't answer. What should she say? It doesn't hurt that is fake, it hurts? Too much like showing weakness, or acting like a baby. She always guarded him, guarded him, like a rose with thorns, fully armed.

Lu Shifeng stopped asking, lowered his head and kissed her. The intimate kiss was different from last night, very gentle.

She trembled more severely, and the harsh memory of two years ago appeared in her heart last night, making her want to escape.

"Lu Shifeng..." She trembled and called his name, her hands pressed against his chest, "Don't..."

He said, "Trust me."

"I..." Tears ooze from the corners of her eyes, she wanted to resist, but she didn't dare. He had used cruel facts several times to tell her the end of the resistance, but she really couldn't greet him.

Lu Shifeng kissed the tears from the corner of her eyes, moving more gentle, but also strong, with an irreversible will to take possession of her. He knows that she is afraid, and may not be reconciled—after all, a girl who has not been deeply involved in the world, married him in the years when she still has a beautiful yearning for love, a person who only has a few fate and has hurt her. Strangers are hard to accept at the moment. However, this is not a big problem. Love is nothing but a vague thing, and sooner or later she will understand that she doesn't need it.

All she needs is to rely on him.

And he would put her under the wings and take good care of her.

Entangling. Splendid.

She was in a daze, only feeling that her body didn't look like her own, and the hot temperature seemed to burn people. She was helpless at his mercy, not knowing how long she had been tossing, she was so tired, she curled up in his arms and sobbed softly.

He stretched out his hand to wipe her tears, frowning: "Why are you crying again and it hurts?"

She shook her head, tears streaming more fiercely. He won’t understand, he won’t understand what she did for tonight. The first two times she was possessed by him were passive endurance after she tried her best to resist and failed. The difference tonight is that she took the initiative to abandon herself and treated her obediently. He threw his arms around, and even tried his best to restrain his urge to push him away.

She couldn't cry. From now on, she will no longer be the Su Xingyu who kept the last bit of pride no matter what adversity she faced. Now all her pride has been trampled under his feet and crushed by him. It is worthless. mention.

She cried for a long time and fell asleep groggy in his arms.

Nightmares were repeated at night, and I was very restless, and woke up after not sleeping for a long time.

Opening his eyes, he saw Lu Shifeng getting up and getting out of bed. The man's naked body was looming in the dim light of the night light, slender and vigorous, like an ancient **** of war.

She stared at him unconsciously for a few seconds, then suddenly realized that he was not wearing clothes, and turned her head away in shock.

The movement was too big, he noticed it, and a low voice came: "Wake up? It's still early, you can sleep for a while."

She didn't dare to look at him, and glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table from the corner of her eye. The time was at five ten in the morning.