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

……

When Zhuo Yijing went back to the room, he found that Sang Zhi had fallen asleep.

The air conditioner was on in the room, and he originally wanted to step forward and cover her with a summer quilt, but who knew that Sang Zhi woke up as soon as he approached.

"Yixun..."

Sangzhi shouted unconsciously.

Zhuo Yijing pursed her lips, her eyes darkening.

"Hey...has he left?"

Sangzhi pulled her lips and whispered.

"Ah."

Zhuo Yijin's voice was light.

"Oh."

Sangzhi rubbed his eyes and whispered.

"Are you hungry? Let's go eat first." Zhuo Yijing touched her hair naturally.

"It's okay." Sang Zhi smiled.

Just as he was about to leave, Sang Zhi suddenly thought of something and reached out to pull him.

"correct."

Zhuo Yi narrowed his eyes in admiration and looked down at the slender fingers covering the back of his hand.

"what happened?"

"Ziyue said that when he was little... you were lying in bed all the time, and you didn't wake up until later."

Sang Zhi spoke hesitantly, looking a little ugly.

She pulled her lips and her voice was hoarse.

"Yes, yes...does it mean vegetative state?"

Sang Zhi subconsciously clenched her palms.

Zhuo Yijing was slightly stunned, he pursed his lips and looked at her.

Sang Zhi raised her eyes and looked at him quietly, her eyes clear, filled with distress and inquiry.

Zhuo Yi was silent.

After a while, he opened his mouth slowly.

"Um……"

"Yes."

Zhuo Yijin looked calm and indifferent.

He watched Sang Zhi's eyes full of distress when he looked at him.

Sangzhi's eyes were filled with moisture.

Zhuo Yijin's eyebrows twitched slightly, and then he laughed at himself.

of course.

This look.

Not your own.

"It was an accident."

Zhuo Yijing reached out and touched her soft black hair, his voice was cold and indifferent.

"how long……"

Sangzhi's voice was a little hoarse.

She moved her lips and turned pale.

"Nearly four years."

Zhuo Yijing said in a deep voice.

Sang Zhi fell silent. She lowered her eyelids and clutched her palms tightly.

"..."

"Why...why is this?"

Sangzhi's voice trembled a little.

"It's no big deal if someone plots against you. It's settled now, isn't it?"

Zhuo Yijing's understatement made Sang Zhi feel even more uncomfortable.

She hung her head and bit her lower lip.

Soon.

Zhuo Yijing saw her shoulders twitching slightly, but Sang Zhi still suppressed her sobs.

"Why are you crying again?"

Zhuo Yijing's voice was faint and he shook his head helplessly.

He sighed softly, his eyes darkening, and then he slowly squatted down in front of her, rubbing the corners of her eyes with his rough fingertips, and gently wiping her tears.

"You are really made of water."

Zhuo Yijing pulled his lips and spoke in a light voice.

"Plenty everywhere."

Ok.

This is it.

Zhuo Yi's expression did not change.

Sang Zhi suddenly laughed out of anger after listening to the dirty words in his mouth.

Feeling distressed and angry.

Sang Zhi couldn't help but reached out and hammered his chest.

"You...you are so nasty."

Sangzhi stared at him.

Zhuo Yi narrowed his eyes in admiration, "I'm not wrong either."

I also love to cry when I do it.

Just like a delicate bag.

Plenty everywhere.

Sang Zhi sobbed, looking down at the handsome man who was half-kneeling in front of her and looking up at her. She rushed forward unexpectedly and hugged her neck.

"Fortunately...fortunately you are okay..."

Sangzhi choked and buried her head on his shoulder.

Zhuo Yijin felt his shoulders were wet and his jaw was tense.

"Yeah...yes, it's okay."

"Fortunately, you appeared in front of me safely. Fortunately, I waited for you."

Sang Zhi whispered, tightly holding the clothes on his shoulders.

Zhuo Yijing pursed her lips, her expression extremely calm.

"I will definitely stay with you from now on. We will never be separated again."

Sangzhi gritted his teeth and spoke firmly as if he had made up his mind.

Zhuo Yijin said nothing.

He felt the hands around his neck tightening.

Zhuo Yijing's body tensed up, he moved his lips, his voice was low and hoarse, he reached out and hugged her back.

"……okay."

Zhuo Yijing pursed her lips with a sad expression.

……

After they finished their meal, it was already getting late.

A meal that lasts till evening.

After dinner, Zhuo Ziyue went to play with some children he met during the day.

Zhuo Yi hopes to let the maid in the sea view room take care of Zhuo Ziyue.

Then I took Sangzhi for a walk on the beach.

The cool sea breeze blows slowly, making me feel relaxed and happy.

The lighthouse on the sea stays lit in the dark night, which has a unique flavor.

Sang Zhi followed the man closely, but her eyes seemed to be on the man's face, staring straight at the man's deep, firm and well-defined profile.

As a result of not looking at the road, Sang Zhi almost tripped over a stone. Fortunately, Zhuo Yijing held her.

Sang Zhi reached out and held his hand, smiling.

"caught you."

It was as if the evil plot had succeeded.

Sang Zhi's eyebrows are curved and her eyes are bright.

Zhuo Yijin coughed lightly, and his ears turned a faint pink. He shook his head helplessly, but intertwined his fingers with hers.

"..."

Sang Zhi smiled, "Why do you feel so stupid?"

Zhuo Yijing's face darkened slightly: "...What do you mean?"

"I've been waiting for you all the way." Sang Zhi said complainingly.

"Ok?"

Zhuo Yi stared at her with confusion.

"Aren't we in a relationship now?" Sang Zhi raised an eyebrow.

"Huh?" Zhuo Yijing still didn't understand.

"Why don't you hold my hand?"

Sangzhi shrugged.

Sang Zhi was a little pushy and deliberately said: "I feel that your lack of experience in love is a negative number."

"..."

Zhuo Yijin smiled and said with a cold expression: "That's not as good as you. Xie Fengyi talks about love a lot and teaches you very well."

Sangzhi: "..."

Sang Zhipi looked at him with a dead smile: "That's not true."

Zhuo Yijing's face changed slightly, and he wanted to withdraw his hand with a dark face.

But he was tightly held by Sang Zhi.

"No."

Sang Zhi chuckled, quickly stood up on tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek.

Zhuo Yijing's expression improved. He turned her face to hers, lowered his head and took her lips in his, sucking hard.

after awhile.

"..."

Sang Zhi blushed and pushed him away, subconsciously looking away.

There are many people here.

Kiss in public.

She's not quite used to it yet.

Fortunately, it was night and I couldn't see clearly.

Zhuo Yijin's expression remained unchanged, he held her hand and walked with her on the beach.

these years.

Rarely has there been such a pleasant and peaceful time.

After all, it was stolen.

Zhuo Yi said in his heart.

What did that sentence say.

A wife is not as good as a concubine.

It is better to steal than a concubine.

Stolen is always good.

Zhuo Yijin looked calm.

Sang Zhi still stared at his side face with a smile on his face.

Zhuo Yijing coughed lightly: "...Watch the road carefully."

Who knew that Sang Zhi was a little confused about the style and blurted it out.

"Your face is so well-groomed. You can't see any traces of plastic surgery."

Sangzhi said confusedly.

Zhuo Yi admires black faces.

"Amazing!"

Sangzhi still couldn't help but praise.

Zhuo Yijin sneered in his heart. He turned his head and looked at her, "Why, you also want plastic surgery?"

The corner of Sang Zhi's mouth twitched slightly, and she pinched him gently: "...Why should I have plastic surgery? I am naturally beautiful."

"Isn't it?"

Sang Zhi suddenly stopped, jumped forward to face him, and looked up at him.

Her eyes were as bright as stars.

She just looked at him so coldly, looking pure and charming.

"Am I not good-looking? Do you think I need plastic surgery?"

Sangzhi snorted.

"I suddenly thought of something. When you were with me, was it because you had never been in contact with other girls? You have been with me since you were a child. You were in love with me for a long time. It was not because I was beautiful. Or...have you not noticed my beauty?"

Sang Zhi raised his eyebrows, although he was really embarrassed by what he said.

But she doesn't care.

"Have you ever had a crush on anyone else in the past few years? Have you ever liked someone else? A man like you will never lack women by his side, right?"

Sangzhi asked pretending to be relaxed.

"..."

Zhuo Yijin pursed her thin lips tightly and frowned slightly.

"What are you thinking about all day long?"

Zhuo Yijin snorted coldly.

"Don't you know whether I am short of women?"

"...How do I know?" Sangzhi retorted.

"Didn't you feel it when I did it?"

"..."

The corners of Sang Zhi's mouth twitched fiercely, and her cheeks turned red.

She had a tough mouth and said bravely: "I... can't feel it, so I know you have great needs."

Just know that this person's physiological needs are very... strong.

There won’t be a shortage of women around you, right?

Sangzhi cursed, feeling a little sour in his heart.

Zhuo Yijing: "..."

“The need could not be greater.”

Zhuo Yi narrowed his eyes, his eyes extremely ambiguous, and spoke lazily.

"Didn't I give it all to you?"

He stared at her intently.

Sang Zhi was slightly stunned and looked at him in confusion.

Zhuo Yijin held her shoulders, slowly lowered his head, and whispered a few words in her ear.

Only then did Sang Zhi understand what he meant, her face was red and bleeding, she gritted her teeth, stretched out her hand and beat him on the chest.

"You... are so nasty."

They are simply dressed as beasts.

Sangzhi glared at him and ran away.

Zhuo Yi's expression remained unchanged, but there was a slight smile in his eyes.

He narrowed his eyes and his eyes darkened.

Just turning his head, he suddenly saw the beautiful figure standing by the bushes not far away.

The man looked at him quietly, his eyes dark.