After getting into trouble with a wealthy family, the scheming uncle forced him to get married step

"I don't understand. Even though Yixun was not dead, he took me to the hospital. But then the police found three bodies... Aunt Ji, Nian Nian, and Yixun..."

"My uncle and aunt all said that Yixun's whole family is dead."

"I do not believe."

"How can I believe that?"

"I do not believe……"

Sangzhi shook his head, his eyes red.

She stared closely at Zhuo Yijing's cold and handsome face.

"But the autopsy report proved that he was Yixun, and the autopsy report said that Yixun was gone... I don't believe it. I haven't apologized to him yet. I haven't married him yet, and I haven't grown old with him yet..."

Sang Zhi's lips trembled slightly.

"They all say the fire was an accident, but I don't think so. The fire was not an accident."

"Yixun is not dead either."

"I know that he will come back one day, so I have been waiting for him. I am not going anywhere."

Sangzhi pulled her lips and choked.

Zhuo Yijin's eyebrows moved slightly, he squinted his eyes, his eyes became darker and darker, he stared at her for a moment, with an indifferent expression.

"I guard Aunt Ji's and their tombs just because one day Ji Yixun will come back. I know that he will come back, even if it's not for me, it's for Aunt Ji and Nian Nian."

Sang Zhi said, but her heart hurt badly.

She stared at Zhuo Yijing with clear eyes.

Zhuo Yijin pursed his lips and remained silent. He lowered his head and wiped the corners of Sang Zhi's eyes with his fingertips.

"Zhuo Yijing."

Sang Zhi took a deep breath, slowly clenched her palms, smiled to herself, and looked into Zhuo Yijin's eyes.

"You said... can I wait for him?"

Sang Zhi's voice was trembling.

There was a dead silence in the room.

Zhuo Yijing remained silent and just stared at her.

He stretched out his hand to grasp her small chin, and narrowed his long and deep phoenix eyes slightly.

The two just stared at each other.

Sang Zhi raised her eyes and stared at him, gently holding his face.

"I can wait for him."

"is it?"

"Or...I've been waiting for him?"

Sang Zhi looked at him quietly, her palms slowly tightening.

She stretched out her arm to hook the back of his neck, eyes half closed.

Zhuo Yijing's eyes darkened, he held her waist with one hand and the back of her head with the other, lowered his head and captured her lips.

Sangzhi slowly closed his eyes.

The mellow aroma of wine fills the lips and teeth.

There is also a sour green apricot flavor.

Zhuo Yijing pressed him on the sofa, pinched her slender waist with his big hands, and bit her lips hard.

Sang Zhi frowned in pain and groaned.

Zhuo Yijing took the opportunity to pry open her shell teeth, went straight in, and entangled her lips and tongue.

"Um……"

Sang Zhi was so distracted by the kiss that her head felt dizzy and her cheeks turned red.

She thought she might be drunk.

Zhuo Yijing's palms moved around her waist. He stared at Sang Zhi who had his eyes closed but was lost in love in front of him, his Adam's apple rolling slightly.

Zhuo Yijing suddenly stood up, picked her up and walked straight to the bedroom.

Zhuo Yijing put her on the bed, placed his hands on both sides of her, and his eyes were dark and deep.

Sang Zhi clung to his shoulder, his eyes blurred.

"Open your eyes."

Zhuo Yi looked at her condescendingly, his voice was hoarse and low.

Sang Zhi half-opened her eyes, staring straight at him, her eyes red, but her eyes were clear and innocent.

Zhuo Yijing pursed her lips and her eyes darkened.

He lowered his head and kissed her red lips forcefully. His big palm reached under her clothes, and his cool palm pressed against her smooth skin, causing shivers.

Sang Zhi couldn't help but shrink back, subconsciously trying to get away.

"cold……"

she whispered.

"It'll be hot in a moment."

Zhuo Yijing's voice was a little hoarse, and he reached out and took out a small box from his pocket.

Sang Zhi felt a little cold, and when her thoughts became clearer, she realized that the clothes on her body were gone.

She was in a daze and vaguely saw Zhuo Yijing holding a condom...

Zhuo Yijin leaned forward, grabbed her chin with one hand, half-knelt between her legs, and stared at her condescendingly, with an indifferent expression.

"Will you regret it when you wake up?"

Sang Zhi closed her eyes and said nothing. She turned her face away, her cheeks turning red.

Seeing that she was silent, Zhuo Yijin's eyes darkened. He squinted slightly and lowered his head to kiss her eyes.

Until I felt the man's heat and that indescribable feeling of ecstasy.

Sang Zhi still couldn't help being afraid. She put her hands on his shoulders and traced her fingertips on his shoulders.

"pain……"

Sangzhi's face turned pale and his voice was low and hoarse.

"go out……"

Zhuo Yijing frowned, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and the lines of his cheeks were even colder.

dilemma.

"It hurts..."

Sangzhi choked up with tears in his eyes.

"relax……"

Zhuo Yijing's voice was hoarse. He pulled his lips, wrapped his hand around hers, and interlocked his fingers with hers.

Seeing that her face turned pale in pain, he lowered his head and kissed her lips. Feeling the unexpected obstruction, his eyebrows only frowned slightly, but it was fleeting.

Later, Sang Zhi fainted from exhaustion.

Yixun.

Her thoughts became increasingly unclear,

"Yixun..."

She whimpered softly.

Zhuo Yijing listened to her voice, his face was gloomy, but his body was filled with anger.

"Yixun..."

"I've been waiting for you..."

……

That night, Sang Zhi didn't know how many times Zhuo Yijing had done it. She only knew that Zhuo Yijing was gentle at first, but later became very rough.

She was also in pain, but slowly felt better.

later.

bedroom.

living room.

balcony.

……

She was so tired that she fell into a deep sleep.

……

Zhuo Yijing glanced at the messy woman beside him, and the lust in his eyes gradually dissipated.

He lifted the quilt, carried Sang Zhi to the bathroom, and washed her body.

Sang Zhi was in a daze, feeling weak and unable to open her eyes. She spoke unconsciously.

"Yixun...I'm so tired."

"..."

Zhuo Yijing sneered, stretched out his hand and touched her chest, "You don't need to move, I will serve you the whole time, is this still tiring?"

Sangzhi has fallen asleep.

Zhuo Yijing finished taking a bath for her and put her on the bed.

Just her body pressed against his.

He reacted quickly again.

Zhuo Yijing pursed her lips and stared at Sang Zhi's delicate and beautiful profile for a long time, then stood up and walked into the bathroom.

After a long time, Zhuo Yijin calmed down the irritability in his heart. After coming out of the bathroom, he walked to the bed and tucked Sang Zhi into bed, picked up his cell phone, cigarette case, and lighter and walked to the balcony.

The phone vibrated non-stop.

Zhuo Yijing looked at "elvis" on the display screen, his eyes darkened.

He squinted his eyes, his eyes cold.

Zhuo Yijing turned his head and glanced at the slender figure on the big bed in the bedroom, his thin lips pursed tightly.

The phone rang for a while before Zhuo Yijing finally answered the call.

"Hey."

Zhuo Yijing's voice was low and hoarse. He looked up at the full moon in the sky with a calm expression.

"My matter here is almost finished..." The man's cold and gentle voice came from the mobile phone.

Zhuo Yijing looked calm and distant.

"Ah."

He responded calmly.

"Xie Changqing has found me here. Soon, I will return to China." The man whispered.

"Ah."

Zhuo Yi's expression did not change.

"How...is she? Xie Fengyi got married. Is she...sad?"

The man hesitated, his voice trembling.

Zhuo Yijin's eyebrows twitched slightly. He turned sideways and looked at the figure twisting on the bed in the bedroom.

The woman kicked off the quilt to reveal a slim white smooth calf.

Zhuo Yijin frowned and pursed his lips in silence.

"I suddenly felt a little scared."

"Last time you asked her to call, I suddenly didn't know how to reply."

"It's ridiculous."

Zhuo Yijing listened to the man talking to himself, his eyes became darker and darker.

"I was really happy when I heard her voice that day. It was the happiest time in so many years."

"I...want to see her."

"Can't wait."

……