Newlywed and old love, the president's secret bride

Chapter 318 Because I love you, he felt that there was a beast living in his heart, and for the past two years, at certain moments when he was crazy about her, he would come out and eat his sanity.

Later, his rationality became less and less, as long as he mentioned the slightest thing related to her, the beast would immediately jump out and dominate his thinking.

So much so that when he saw her again, his head was shaken, and his eyes seemed to be blurry.

Now, he was not looking at her through his own eyes, but through the eyes of the beast, staring at her.

It was becoming more and more difficult for him to control himself. In the daze, only her pair of red lips that kept moving were so dazzling.

"If you don't want me to sympathize with you, if you don't want me to pity you, I can go." Duan Zijin waved his hand away, "I saw you like this, hurt your self-esteem, didn't you? Taking care of you all night is because I am hypocritical Yeah?"

"Forget it was my mistake." She smiled at him, endured the pain in her legs and waist and walked out the door, "Actually, I don't want to take care of you, but your brother paid me a pretty high salary, very tempting." People, you can just think of me as being worthless."

Before she reached the door, she was pulled back and pressed against the door of the closet. His eyes were scarlet, "Why do you say such things!"

Duan Zijin's back was hurting, and his mind went blank for a moment, only to hear him ask in a low voice: "Why did you come..."

His forehead was pressed against hers, and his lips touched each word, "I want to let you go...why did you come to me..."

Duan Zijin was stimulated by his aggressive aura so that every hair stood on end, and it was very difficult for him to recognize the three sentences he kept repeating.

Then, he turned around and pressed her on the bed, kissing her deeply.

The man's hands also started to become irregular, but this time he didn't give her any room to resist.

In other words, he could no longer hear what Duan Zijin said.

Her clothes were torn off by him, and he kissed every inch of her skin without any skill at all, as if possessed by an evil spirit, and finally the hot breath was blown into her cochlea, and it was he who asked in a low and painful voice: "Why do you want to kiss me?" Come on, why are you here?"

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Duan Zijin hasn't done this for more than two years.

When he didn't enter, she was so painful that she almost shed tears.

From the beginning to the end she was refusing, shouting, and even turned into crying at the end.

However, she found that as long as this man is unilaterally willing, she is really just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in his eyes.

When and how to slaughter, he has the final say.

Afterwards, she was so tired that she fell asleep.

When he woke up, he was still in the arms of the man.

It was getting late by then.

When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was the man's dark eyes.

Everything inside is full of panic, "Yuyou."

She didn't want to move, she felt that her bones were about to fall apart, so she just stared at him tepidly.

Jiang Lin is obviously much taller than her, and she is leaning against him now, but somehow, when he looked down at her, he was cautious, and his tone was rough, "Yuyou... I'm sorry."

He was apologizing for his impulsiveness, when he couldn't control himself.

Just by intuition, by the most primitive desire and impulse, I wanted her several times.

Although he couldn't control it, he clearly remembered her resistance and tears.

Jiang Lin suddenly didn't dare to look her in the eyes anymore, he thought, she must hate him to the extreme.

Thinking about it this way, it was as if his heart was being held tightly by invisible hands.

Will she never allow him to see her again, will she never even have the chance to be a stranger, will she hate him for the rest of her life...

The more Jiang Lin thought about it, the more he felt suffocated, and a huge terror swept over his heart.

These few minutes of silence simply exhausted all the courage he used to take the unknown and the risk.

"Yuyou." His hand was on her shoulder, but he didn't dare to use too much force, his voice was unbelievably hoarse, and strands of dark emotions kept coming out of his stiff and tense tone, "Are you blaming me? You Are you angry? Don't be like this, Yoyo, just say something...you tell me, tell me if you are angry, huh? What should I do to make you happy, tell me..."

Duan Zijin squinted his eyes at him for a while, interrupted the man's almost incoherent speech, calmly said, "Are you awake? Your brain has grown back?"

The man's originally stiff muscles and lines became even more tense, "I..."

She closed her eyes and looked away, "Do you have my bathrobe at home?"

The man was stunned for a moment, and quickly answered in a low voice: "Yes."

The woman leaned on the cushion at the head of the bed, her expression didn't show any ups and downs, her lips spoke casually, "Have you not washed it for two years?"

Seeing Bai Xili's blushing face, Jiang Lin frowned slightly, but he still obediently cooperated with her in asking and answering: "New one."

"Find one for me."

"it is good."

Wrapped in a bath towel, the man rummaged through the closet, quickly found a new bathrobe, and handed it to her.

She didn't answer, so he just held it like this, neither anxious nor annoyed, he looked very patient, but Jun Mo's brows and eyes accommodated many things, complicated and deep.

Duan Zijin was silent for a few seconds, then said lightly: "Can I borrow your bathroom to take a shower?"

The man said "hmm", then said in a hoarse voice, "What else is missing, I'll ask someone to prepare it."

Duan Zijin smiled, "All the things I usually use are inside, arranged like collectibles, and I want to ask you, can I use it or not?"

Jiang Lin was stunned for a moment by what she said.

The bathroom was literally filled with all the things she liked to use "in life".

For her, that may be a very incredible thing.

But to him, it's something he sees every day in the bathroom, so he doesn't think there's anything wrong with it.

As soon as she mentioned it, he remembered that there was nothing missing. Everything she needed was in this home.

The only thing missing in the family is her.

"Yes." There was sadness in his eyes, and his tone sank a little, "It was originally yours."

Duan Zijin was no longer polite, and walked into the bathroom wrapped in a bathrobe. Seeing that Jiang Lin was still following her step by step, she raised her eyebrows, "Do you have anything to say?"

His hand was on the edge of the solid wooden door of the bathroom, Jun's face was indifferent and nothing unusual, but the strength in his hand was so strong that his knuckles turned white, "Yuyou, are you angry?"

Duan Zijin was about to shake his head, but suddenly remembered what Mu Nianci said, changed his mind, and said lightly: "Yeah, I'm very angry. What happened just now, if I call the police, will it be considered tough?"

When the man heard that she was angry, although he was nervous, he felt a little more at ease in his heart.

He stared intently at her charming and beautiful face, his Adam's apple moved up and down, and his eyes were heavy, "Mmm."

"Oh, then should I sue you? Do you want to go to jail?" She asked with a casual smile, with mixed emotions.

When Duan Zijin laughed, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, and in the eyes of a man, it was better than the stunning beauty. The dark shadows in his eyes were deeper, and his thin lips spoke slowly, "I'll go if you're happy."

Duan Zijin looked at him with doubts in his brown pupils, "I'm glad you can do anything?"

The questioning in her eyes made the man frown, but he remained patient and gave two simple syllables: "Yes."

His tone was very slow, and it was his calmness and calmness that made those two words so powerful.

Duan Zijin's eyes flickered, as if he was thinking, and suddenly asked: "Because you think you owe me?"

This time the man paused for a long time before saying, "Partly."

"What about the other part?"

"Because I love you." He replied calmly, as calm as she remembered every time he presented reports and lectures.Whenever he shows such an expression, there is always a certain kind of faint and invisible aura around him. This kind of aura makes people feel that he is very sure of what he said, and what he said is also very objective. Authoritative and convincing.

Duan Zijin's fingers curled up, "Okay, then you can do a few things for me."

"You said."

"The evening dress I wore last night was given to me by Mi Lan. I like it very much. I asked someone to help me tidy it up and send it back to Duan's house."

After she finished speaking, she clearly saw the flicker of hesitation in the man's dark eyes.

Jiang Lin didn't expect her request to be so simple.

But no matter how difficult the request is, he will agree to it, and he has no reason to refuse such a simple matter, "Okay."

Duan Zijin was wrapped in a bathrobe, her crimson lips opened and closed, and the corners of her eyes and brows were shining with laziness, "I took the things on your bedside table, don't you need to return them?"

Jiang Lin glanced at the head of the bed, except for Buddhist scriptures, necklaces and medicine bottles, there was nothing missing.

He frowned, "Those medicines..."

"The medicines are all in your drawer." Duan Zijin was really surprised that the first thing he cared about was those medicines, how sensitive he was to his illness, how afraid she would know?

She thought about it and added, "It's useless for me to take it."