Indulgent Husband and Sweet Wife

So he walked over and knocked on the door: "Chang Huan, are you okay?"

Ai Changhuan had actually finished washing her clothes a long time ago. She was just thinking about what kind of posture would be the most charming when she went out later. Is it bare shoulders, legs, or both? Should your hair be let down or pulled up?

She kept practicing in front of the bathroom mirror, guessing which expression and action would attract Lu Zhanke the most.

Hearing Lu Zhanke's knock on the door, she hurriedly adjusted her expression in the mirror, and after confirming that it was perfect, she twisted her waist and opened the bathroom door very gracefully, looking at him with a blushing face: "I'm fine."

Lu Zhanke looked at her and stretched out his hand to touch her forehead with some worry: "Do you have a fever? Why is your face so red?"

Ai Changhuan originally planned to smile seductively, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. You just got a fever and your brain was burned out. Okay, you don't know the style.

She pushed Lu Zhanke away with a dark face: "I'm fine, I'm going to bed first, you can also take a shower and go to sleep."

Lu Zhanke felt that Ai Changhuan was acting strange today, as if he got angry at every turn.

It's really hard to guess a woman's thoughts. Lu Zhanke shook his head and walked helplessly into the bathroom to wait for him to come out. Faced with Ai Changhuan's overtures, he once again refused.

Ai Changhuan's tears fell unexpectedly, and she asked, "Why?"

Lu Zhanke's chest heaved violently, a trace of pain flashed across his face, and he said in a hoarse voice: "You won't understand."

Ai Changhuan sat up angrily: "I understand, how could I not understand? Do you think I was really ruined by those people? Do you think I'm dirty?"

Apart from this, she really couldn't think of any other reason, and she didn't want to tear her wounds open again, but if this was what Lu Zhanke cared about, she really couldn't forgive him.

Lu Zhanke frowned fiercely, then glared at her sideways: "What did you say? How could you insult yourself like this? No matter what happened in the past, you are still Ai Changhuan in my heart, and you have never changed."

He was angry with her for belittling herself like this. Didn't she know that saying this would only make him feel more distressed and guilty?

Ai Changhuan looked at him coldly: "I know that you care in your heart, and you have even doubted whether I was really abused. It's just that you didn't say it. You held the wedding with me because you just felt guilty and wanted to Make up for it? I tell you that I don’t need it, and you don’t have to put up with me anymore, and don’t hurt me with your rejection anymore!”

She got up and was about to get out of bed.

Lu Zhanke's heart tightened, he grabbed her and threw her down on the bed again, glaring with eagle eyes: "Why are you so crazy? When did I say that I despise you?"

"You didn't say it, but you showed it with your actions." Ai Changhuan roared back unceremoniously.

"It's just your own wild guess. I never meant that." Lu Zhanke really wanted to strangle this little woman to death, lest she think about it all day long and make him angry too.

"Then what do you mean? Tell me!" Ai Changhuan shouted unconvinced.

"That's because..." Lu Zhanke was about to explain, but he paused for some reason and just continued to glare at Ai Changhuan angrily.

Ai Changhuan was also angry and twisted around desperately to escape from his control: "Get out of my way, I don't want to see you."

"Stop it!"

"Just make trouble!" She struggled more and more fiercely, but actually she felt terribly sad. It turned out that he really despised her. This hateful man turned out to be no different from other men. He was just as superficial and childish. No, he He was even more hateful than other men, and she hated him to death. She wanted to go home and never see him again.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt aggrieved, and the more she thought about it, the more angry she felt. She struggled with all her strength to push Lu Zhanke away, and after getting out of bed, she ran towards the door as hard as she could.

Damn Lu Zhanke, she wants to go home and let her grandfather beat him to death. She is really bullying.

Seeing Ai Changhuan running away in tears, Lu Zhanke knew something was wrong and hurriedly jumped out of bed to chase her. Finally, he caught her when she was about to open the door and rush out: "What are you doing? Don't wake dad up." mom!"

Okay, it turns out that I came to chase her just because I was afraid of waking up my parents, not because I was worried about her at all.

She angrily threw away Lu Zhanke's arm and growled with tears on her face: "Then I'll leave tomorrow. I promise not to disturb anyone."

After saying that, he angrily walked towards the closet, opened the closet door and started throwing his clothes out, as if he was going to pack them up and go back to his parents' house.

Lu Zhan Ke Fu'e: "What are you doing? You don't want me anymore?"

Ai Changhuan angrily threw all his clothes on the ground, then put his hands on his hips and cursed: "You still have the nerve to ask me, it's obvious that you don't want me anymore, stop throwing dirty water on me."

The corner of Lu Zhanke's mouth twitched: "When did I say I don't want you anymore? There must be a reason for you to get angry, otherwise how can I coax you?"

Ai Changhuan stared at Lu Zhanke with wide eyes. He, he, he could say such shameless words and still not admit it. Well, if he didn't admit it, she would force him to admit it.

She took off her pajamas and rushed forward: "You said you want me, then you do."

Seeing her suddenly taking off her clothes, Lu Zhanke was also startled, and then looked away extremely uncomfortably and said, "Okay, stop making trouble, put your clothes on quickly, be careful not to catch a cold."

Ai Changhuan's tears became more intense: "Look, you don't even want to look at me, and you said you don't dislike me. Lu Zhanke, I hate you, I hate you, and I want to divorce you."

Lu Zhanke's pupils shrank sharply, and his voice became tighter: "What did you say?"

"I said that since you dislike me, we should get divorced, so that I won't be an eyesore to you here." Ai Changhuan yelled hurt.

Lu Zhanke calmly stepped forward to help her put on her pajamas, and said in a cold voice: "I know you may be in a bad mood today, that's why you said such senseless and angry words, don't worry, I won't let it go. In my heart, now you just lie down on the bed and rest, and we will pretend that what just happened didn’t happen.”

"Why should we pretend it didn't happen? If you don't make it clear today, I will divorce you." Ai Changhuan was determined to force Lu Zhanke to make it clear today, otherwise she would live an uneasy life in the future.

Lu Zhanke held her waist and pressed her hard on the bed, with a trace of bloodthirsty ferocity flashing in his eyes. His big palm holding her waist was also extra hard, as if he wanted to crush her whole body, but he The words that came out of my mouth were like snow in the cold winter, mixed with stinging ice: "I'm warning you, I will give you three opportunities to say divorce in this life. You have used them all just now. If you let me hear you say it again in the future, With these two words, I will kill you, do you understand? You are mine in life, and you can only be mine in death. It is absolutely impossible for me to give you to others."

Seeing Ai Changhuan's frightened look, he softened his tone and continued: "Okay, let's go to bed."

He moved Ai Changhuan to the inside of the bed, then got on the bed himself, and turned off the bedside lamp. The bedroom that had been noisy all night finally became quiet, but Ai Changhuan's sobs could be faintly heard in the silence. Voice.

"I hate you……"

"You are a liar. You said you love me, but they are all lies."

"You don't even want me."

"You are so abominable, why would you marry me if you don't want me?"

"You don't want me, but you keep me by your side. Why do you do this to me?"

She sobbed for a long time, and the more she talked, the more she went overboard. Lu Zhanke finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he turned over and pinned her down: "You woman, why do you have to get to the bottom of it? Do you really want to know that much?"

"Think!" Ai Changhuan's eyes were filled with tears, but his tone was extremely firm.

144

Lu Zhanke's eyebrows were furrowed, and the contradiction and struggle in his eyes was something Ai Changhuan could not understand.

But if I don't explain it, I'm afraid this little woman will have random thoughts again, and then she will guess some terrible reason.

Even though it's a bit embarrassing, I'd better tell her.

After taking a deep breath, he lay on her body with some frustration and whispered in her ear: "I don't want to touch you because I can't move my right hand. There will definitely be a lot of trouble then." It’s convenient, I want to give you a good feeling and don’t want to hurt you, do you understand?”

"...Huh?" What's the reason? Ai Changhuan completely forgot about crying and looked at Lu Zhanke with wide eyes.

A grown man who became angry immediately shouted: "Look at what you are looking at, don't look at it, close your eyes and go to sleep!"

Ai Changhuan was so frightened that he quickly closed his eyes, but his mind was working rapidly, digesting the meaning of Lu Zhanke's words just now.

The reason why he couldn't move himself was because he could only move his left hand and not his right hand. He was afraid of hurting himself, but what did this have to do with his right hand?

As pure as she is, she will naturally not know.

But this reason was too deceptive. He said he wanted to give her a good feeling, but the result was not good at all, causing her to cry and be sad for so long.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Please don't pity this delicate flower like me. I just like a rougher approach."

She would also feel uneasy in her heart. She was really afraid that Lu Zhanke would mind, even though she defended her innocence to the death during those days when she was taken away.

Hearing what she said, someone who was feeling sad immediately laughed out loud: "Ai Changhuan, why are you so cute?"

Ai Changhuan said unconvinced: "I'm not kidding, everything I said is true."

Lu Zhanke pinched her waist: "I'm not kidding, everything I said is true."

"What?"

"Don't say those two words again, otherwise I will kill you immediately."

Ai Changhuan blushed: "Why are you so domineering!"

"It's not domineering, it's love. I love you so much that I would rather kill you than let you leave my side." Lu Zhanke bit her neck viciously, leaving his own unique mark on it.

"Hiss!" It really hurt. Ai Changhuan couldn't help but gasped, "Then when...when..."

Lu Zhanke paused: "When my hand is healed."

"Ah..." Ai Changhuan sighed longly, "Then..."

If it were his hand...