It's terrible. Mr. Lu is too clingy.

Xie Xingran had a deep understanding of the so-called strong sense of rhythm and was deeply impressed by it.

Because of Lu Ciye's evil intentions, he moved fast and slow, deep and shallow according to the rhythm of the music, causing her a lot of torture.

She was so angry that she bit his shoulder several times, and the teeth marks probably haven't disappeared yet.

So when Xie Xingran heard this music again at this moment, he suddenly shuddered and his legs felt weak.

As if he was thinking of last night, Lu Ci turned around and saw her slightly red ears, and grinned evilly.

Xie Xingran had never felt that his smile was so dazzling. He walked up to him and twisted his waist hard before he felt relieved.

Lu Ci didn't dare to hide. He waited until she finished twisting before grabbing her hand to prevent her from twisting any further.

"Wife, this waist is still useful. Don't twist it all the time. It hurts." He said pitifully.

Xie Xingran shook off his hand, picked up his phone, changed the music, and said with gritted teeth:

"Don't play this song again, or I'll twist my waist every time I hear it. I'll see how many waists you can twist off."

Lu Ci also smiled at her ingratiatingly: "There are only two kidneys. For the sake of our future happy life, I think it's better not to twist off any of them."

Xie Xingran deliberately pinched his waist again, and said jokingly with a smile:

"It should be okay to unscrew one, right? At worst, I'll be on top from now on. That way, I won't have to use your waist. What do you think?"

Lu Ci also grimaced in pain. After dodging twice and being chased and twisted by her, he didn't dare to hide anymore.

Even so, his words were still unclear, and he endured the pain and said:

"That's not good, baby. It's more interesting if we take turns doing this. Besides, you don't have enough physical strength. If you stop halfway through, it will torture both of us."

It would have been fine if he hadn't mentioned it, but as soon as Xie Xingran mentioned it, he would think of the previous times when he had counterattacked him.

It's like this every time, just give her a chance to be on top.

Once you are counterattacked, it is almost wishful thinking to think about attacking back later, which has caused Xie Xingran's physical strength to increase a lot recently.

Just to spend more time on it.

So she increased the strength of her hands, causing Lu Ci to cry out for mercy in pain.

"My dear wife, please spare me. If you want my kidney, I'll give it to you. Don't be so violent."

Xie Xingran let go of his hand and hummed:

"Who wants your kidneys? You can't fry them. Cook quickly, I'm hungry."

Lu Ci was also rubbing his waist to relieve the pain. After hearing her words, he sighed in a sad tone:

"My dear wife, I am becoming more and more accustomed to being ordered by you. It is true that those who are loved are always fearless, while those who love are always extremely humble."

Xie Xingran: ...

"Oh, Lu Bianwei, believe it or not, I will make you so humble that you will have to sleep on the sofa in the future?"

Lu Ci also instantly became honest: "I believe it, my dear wife, don't do this to me."

Xie Xingran felt a little annoyed when he kept calling her "wife".

"A wife is a wife, and a master is a master. Don't call me wife master or wife master. I'm not used to it."

Lu Ciye: "Oh, I see, my dear wife."

She tutted, and the other party quickly changed his words: "Oh, I see, thank you, sir."

Xie Xingran: ...

Seeing her speechless expression, Lu Ci also raised his head and eyebrows proudly, thinking:

[Who told you to call me "Lu Biewei"? Humph, you're controlling me just by calling me that. My wife is really possessive! ~But there's nothing I can do about it. After all, my wife loves me too much~]

Xie Xingran rolled his eyes, ignored the narcissistic guy, turned around and went into the house to pack his luggage.

Lu Ci also brought a lot of luggage for her, so she had to pack it up slowly, otherwise it might be too late tomorrow.

—

Before going to bed, Xie Xingran suddenly had an idea and pulled Lu Ci to tell him many stories about her brother and her sister Ayan.

When they talked about writing diaries to each other, Lu Ci also became interested and asked:

"Wife, have you ever kept a diary before?"

[I really want to see what my wife wrote in her diary... If there was anything about her secret crush on Jiang Ciyang, hum, hum!]

Xie Xingran: "I haven't written anything. I didn't have any worries before, and I didn't know what it felt like to be sad. Now I'm too lazy to write. I feel so busy every day."

Lu Ci also raised his head and kissed her on the cheek: "Then, honey, let's write together in the future. We don't have to write every day, we can write whenever we have time. Let's record what we think is important and precious, whether it is happy or sad.

Later, when you're old, you can exchange them. No, exchange them every five years. After reading them, keep them for each other until you're sixty, eighty, or even until you die. Then, burn all the diaries to ashes and place them with the other person's ashes.

In this way, maybe in the next life, we can be reborn with our love for each other, and then we can be husband and wife again, the kind of couple who have been childhood sweethearts and walked into the palace of marriage. Honey, what do you say?"

Seeing him full of anticipation and yet also worried that she would not want to be his wife in the next life,

Xie Xingran curled her lips. She thought, if it was really as he said, that he would carry the memories to the next life, it would be fine if it was a childhood sweetheart, but if not, he would probably look for her everywhere.

If she pretended to forget him, he might say to her the first time they met:

I was your husband in the previous life, and I want to be your husband in this life. If you don’t, I will cry in front of you!

As she thought about it, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"Okay." She agreed with a smile.

Lu Ci also immediately extended his little finger, "Let's make pinky promises."

Xie Xingran stretched out her little finger and hooked it around his hand:

"Let's make a promise, don't change for two hundred years. Whoever changes will be a puppy no one wants."

Lu Ci chuckled as he thought of something, "I'm my sister's puppy anyway~"

Xie Xingran lowered his eyes and looked at him, saying, "So, you are not an unwanted puppy."

The smiling eyes turned into affectionate eyes, Lu Ci's eyes moved, and he leaned forward and kissed her.

Because Xie Xingran was lying on the bed holding him, he moved up and pressed her directly under him.

Lu Ciye's kiss was dense and hot, with warmth, passion, and a true love that would last until death.

Slowly, he moved down.

……

When the sudden rain stopped, Xie Xingran asked him while taking a breath:

"Lu Ciye, will you always stay with me?"

Don't abandon her like her mother, brother, grandmother and sister Ayan.

But always, always with her.

Lu Ci was indeed full of energy. He had only rested for a while, but when he heard that she still had the strength to speak, he became eager to fight again.

He moved greedily, and the two of them were perfectly matched, with every cell in their body clamoring and going crazy for each other.

A feeling of joy that cannot be described in words spread throughout my body.

He did not answer her question, or perhaps he had already demonstrated his determination through his actions.

Until the battle was completely over, Lu Ci lovingly stroked her slightly wet hair, put it aside, hugged her, and kissed her between the eyebrows.

He just solemnly answered her previous question:

"Even if the sky falls and the earth collapses, the puppy will always be with her."