The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

Jiang Yan looked back at him: "What are you going to do again?"

The man snorted slightly, and after dragging her over, he pressed her against the railing, with his chest against her back, his hands on both sides of the railing, and locked her in his arms, looking down at her , eyes lingering across her face, collarbone, and chest that was rising and falling due to emotional fluctuations.

Lu Jinglun's eyes were getting darker, and when his Adam's apple rolled, his thin lips stopped by her ear, and he seemed to blow into it, and smiled casually: "It's just the two of us here, what else can I do besides you?"

She didn't expect this man to utter such foul language at all, she turned her head and looked at him in a daze, for a moment, she didn't even know what to say.

Seeing the surprise and disbelief in her eyes, Lu Jinglun felt extremely vivid.

He pursed his lips, and in the next second, his hand on the railing clasped her chin, bowed his head and kissed her.

Jiang Yan was forced to tilt his head to kiss him, only to feel that the air in his mouth was completely deprived, and even breathing became difficult.

It's a pity that the man seems to enjoy this position very much, closing his eyes and indulging in it.

She turned her face away, wanting to end the kiss.

Lu Jinglun paused, and his sullen voice was full of coaxing: "Don't move, huh?"

Jiang Yan gritted his teeth: "I can't breathe."

"It's really useless." After saying these words, he let go of her chin, and he didn't kiss her lips again. Instead, he buried his head between her neck and kissed her.

Jiang Yan felt a little itchy.

She shrank her neck, and her voice was a little broken: "You...don't kiss..."

He was deaf.

After a moment, she heard his breathing getting heavier, and rolled directly over her body, slipping his hand under the hem of her dress, following instinct to touch the areas he liked.

Jiang Yan was a little out of control.

No matter how badly Lu Jinglun treats her and how harsh his tongue is, she has to admit that this man is really a master in love matters.

He knew how to make her uncomfortable, and even more so, how to make her comfortable.

Jiang Yan woke up like a dream when he felt that his hand was about to come down from her waist. While grabbing his hand, he looked at her and reminded: "Lu Jinglun, this is on the balcony, there is a building opposite, others may will see us."

"Don't you find this exciting?"

"No, I don't think so, I can give it to you if you want it, but can you go back to your room?"

He kissed her face again and again, and said in a persuasive manner: "I will listen to you and go back to the room, will you listen to me?"

Jiang Yan didn't understand what he meant: "Listen to you... what?"

The man's kiss stopped, and his callused fingertips brushed her red lips: "This, understand?"

She frowned: "I..."

Just as he uttered a word, a bell rang suddenly, creating an ambiguous atmosphere.

Jiang Yan didn't say any more.

Lu Jinglun frowned, took out his mobile phone from his trousers pocket, saw the three words "Fu Chenlie" on the caller ID, and swiped to answer: "She doesn't know Wen Ran's whereabouts."

The other party did not give up: "Have you asked clearly?"

He glanced at the woman in front of her whose face was still flushed, and said "hmm": "I asked clearly."

"Is it possible that she didn't tell you the truth?"

"I know you are eager to find someone, but I can tell whether what my wife said is true or not, or think about it for yourself, since Wen Ran wants to avoid you, why would he tell you where he went on purpose? Brother's wife? In your eyes, is she that stupid?"