How could he have the nerve to say such things so calmly?

Feeling his bulge, she wouldn’t think that Lu Huaijin just wanted a hug tonight.

Well, she actually missed him a lot.

Her face was filled with shame and annoyance, so she had to bury her head in his chest.

Back in the warm yellow room, Lu Huaijin took off her thick clothes and put her on the bed.

He leaned over, lowered his head and kissed her slowly.

Xu Niannian originally thought that the kiss would be more passionate as it was the first time they met again after such a long separation.

But he is not.

As if treating his own fragile glass, he kissed gently, from the eyes to the chin.

Occasionally a little nibble like a puppy.

When he kissed her neck, she finally couldn't help but open her eyes, her voice full of coquettishness:

"You'll torture me."

"I want you."

What she didn't know was that her eyes now felt like they had hooks.

Lu Huaijin couldn't resist her in the first place, let alone being stared at like this.

I was even more stimulated by her three words: I want you.

Who is torturing whom?

He kissed her again, and seeing her sinking and trembling because of him, he said viciously:

"Are you really not afraid that I will do something serious?"

Step by step, he attacked his bottom line. Originally, he just wanted to kiss, hug and touch her.

After hearing this, Xu Niannian became even more interested. She kissed his Adam's apple and found that was the part he could not stand the most.

Sure enough, the other party's breathing began to become disordered.

It was just because she was pregnant, so even if he wanted to be unrestrained, he was very restrained in his actions.

Whether it is the strength or the angle, great attention is paid to the other person's feelings.

Gentle but powerful.

Until tears of joy seeped out of the corners of her eyes, Lu Huaijin kissed her again.

Of course, because of his restraint, layers of sweat broke out on his forehead.

On the same night, at Jiang's house, Jiang Honghong was suddenly sent back in the middle of the night.

It really scared them.

Chief Jiang was even more furious when he learned the whole story, but looking at his daughter who had a fever, his first priority was to cure the illness.

He called a military doctor he was familiar with and explained the situation.

The military doctor came and took my pulse, confirming that there was no serious problem and that I would be fine after a good night's sleep.

As for the fever, there was no good way to treat it, so she could only be given an injection of sedative.

Finally, he exhorted:

"It's best if she doesn't leave anyone tonight."

When Chief Jiang was seeing people off, he also asked them to keep the matter secret.

The military doctor naturally agreed. Not to mention his friendship with Lao Jiang over the years, the fact that he had watched the child grow up was not something he would say outside.

Chief Jiang returned upstairs and frowned as he looked at his daughter who was still being tortured.

He had never used his privileges in his life, and at this moment, he really wanted to use the rifle in his pocket to kill the man.

After calming down, his originally red eyes regained clarity.

I went back to the study and made a phone call.

The next day, when Jiang Honghong regained consciousness, she saw her mother with bloodshot eyes. She seemed to have aged more than ten years overnight.

She realized what had happened and quickly lowered her head, frantically checking her clothes.

Jiang Mu stopped him with her hand:

"Don't worry, it's okay, everything is over."

Half a month ago, Jiang Honghong did have the idea of ​​sacrificing herself, but voluntarily sacrificing herself and being forced to sacrifice herself are two different concepts.

Although her consciousness was hazy, she still remembered the disgusting and sticky look in the other person's eyes.

This relationship, as wonderful as it is in her heart, is as miserable as it is now.

She begged for a long time but to no avail, her voice still a little dry:

"What about him? He should be held responsible for what he did, right?"

Jiang's mother was stunned:

"You mean to take him to the police station because of this incident."

Jiang Honghong nodded:

"Yes, bad people must be punished. Two years ago, I trapped myself because of the problem of reputation."

Mother Jiang patted her shoulder:

"It doesn't matter, as long as you figure it out, leave the rest to your parents. Even if you don't use this reason, you can still use other methods to punish him."

In this day and age, people still pay a lot of attention to a girl’s reputation.

When she was enjoying her life before, Jiang Honghong benefited from her status as the daughter of a leader.

When rumors spread in the future, this identity will also attract a lot of attention and cause even bigger waves.

Emotionally and logically, her current thoughts are immature, and it is enough if her purpose is the same as her parents'.

No matter what means are used, a cat is a good cat if it catches a mouse, whether it is black or white.

Mother Jiang was still immersed in her own thoughts.

"Mom, I want to take a shower."

At this moment, she felt dirty and disgusting.

"Okay, I'll go make you some food, you go take a shower first."

At first I was worried that my daughter would try to commit suicide when she woke up, but she just needed to take a bath.

It’s just that Jiang’s mother had prepared the meal, but after waiting for a long time no one came out.

She knocked on the door but received no response, so she rushed in.

I saw that Jiang Honghong had rubbed her body all bloody, with no intact skin or flesh left.

The person also fainted.

She wiped the person dry and carried him out.

The hatred for Wang Rui in his eyes was even more overwhelming.

Xu Niannian also had a good sleep before waking up. When she woke up, she saw that the curtains were still closed. The room was dark and she couldn't tell what time it was.