The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

"Even if it wasn't, it was broken by Mr. Lu."

Lu Jinglun narrowed his black eyes, looked at her with unclear eyes, and did not speak for a long time.

Jiang Yan tilted his head and looked back, pursing his lips lightly: "Compared to you who have slept with countless women, I am at least clean and innocent."

He sneered coldly: "No matter how clean and innocent, isn't it for sale?"

She bit her lip desperately, but the hurt look in her eyes still betrayed herself.

Jiang Yan thought, after all, she is still not strong enough to be calm when she is so humiliated.

But so what?

Life still has to go on.

"It depends on who you sell it to. If you have no money, you can get it cheaply. If you have money, you will naturally make a lot of money. However, if Mr. Lu has good skills, does not torture me when he does it, has no special hobbies, and makes me feel happy, the price can be halved."

"It's too troublesome, and it's not fun to play."

She said lightly: "Then what do you want?"

Lu Jinglun's lips parted and closed: "I'll give you my secondary card, you can swipe the card as you like, and I can play with anyone, how about it?"

Jiang Yan pressed, "A bank card or a credit card?"

"Give you all."

"make a deal."

As soon as the words fell, Lu Jinglun's hand slipped in along the hem of her clothes, and his callused fingertips lingered over her delicate and smooth skin, causing her to tremble layer after layer.

Jiang Yan passively endured it, his eyes gradually lost focus...

Doing such a thing with a man who has had affairs with countless women has made her dirty too.

At some point, he turned over her body and raised her chin: "Mrs. Lu looks quite uncomfortable, shall we go to bed?"

"it is good."

"Have you got the cover?"

Jiang Yan responded vaguely: "Well, it's in the bedside table."

The man's gentle voice suddenly gave people an illusion of doting: "You are so cute."

I don't know if the two of them negotiated successfully or what, tonight Lu Jinglun didn't torture her like before, and when they hugged each other tightly, she even felt his loss of control.

On her, out of control.

……

the next day.

Jiang Yan got up early, packed the clothes he took off yesterday, and matched what he needed to wear today.

As he asked before.

Having done this, she went downstairs to make two breakfasts.

When Lu Jinglun got up, he saw the perfectly matched clothes hanging on the hanger, and the corner of his mouth curled up, but soon his face turned cold, as if he thought of something unpleasant.

When he went downstairs, he saw that Jiang Yan had prepared the last meal and carried it into the restaurant.

The man walked over, sat down in his seat, and glanced at the food in front of him: "It seems that you are not only in good shape, but also good at cooking."

Jiang Yan didn't speak.

Such neglect made Lu Jinglun dissatisfied: "Are you dumb?"

She denies: "No, what do you want me to say? Face your sarcasm."

"Which ear of yours can hear me being sarcastic?"

"Isn't it sarcasm every time you talk to me?"

Lu Jinglun locked her face with deep eyes: "I am evaluating objectively."

The latter responded lightly: "Oh, it may be that Mr. Lu has satirized me too many times, so the normal objective evaluation also carries a bit of yin and yang in my ears."

"Are you blaming me?"

"Do I dare?"

He snorted softly: "It's either that you say you don't dare or you don't dare."

Jiang Yan stopped holding the chopsticks, raised his eyes to meet the man's gaze, and said calmly: "If you make Mr. Lu feel unhappy, I apologize, I'm sorry, is that okay?"