Chapter 29:

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Chapter 29
Song Luan didn't know what was going on. The plot of the original book was gradually distorted, and she didn't follow the original track. She was a little overwhelmed.
In fact, Song Luan was so impressed with the jade pendant in the "Power Minister" because it was written in the book that after Zhao Nanyu became the sole minister in power, many women wanted to climb his bed, and a girl climbed the bed. Instead, he hurriedly broke his jade pendant when he was in a hurry.
The woman's family is not high or low, and her father is also a Sipin official. Zhao Nanyu didn't even notice the notice, and she was dragged out of the room to kill her.
At that time, no one in Chao Tang was his opponent anymore. He was brutal and arbitrary, and no one else was able to fight back.
Just kill it if you say it.
And soon to see the end of this book, Song Luan did not see the man who gave this jade to anyone, even the female host. He has always worn it close to his body and has never been away for more than ten years.
Suddenly, Zhao Nanyu wanted to give him such a precious thing, how could Song Luan not panic? And since he said that she would wear it around her neck, it would certainly not allow her to take it off in the future with his paranoid and authoritarian character.
One of the reasons why Song Luan did not dare to ask is that she was careless. In case it was broken one day, Zhao Nanyu would kill her just like the woman who killed him. How pitiful.
However, what made her wonder was, how did Zhao Nanyu willingly give Yu Pei to her? Why is that?
She is determined not to be affectionate and thinks he likes himself,
Is there any other reason? She couldn't think of it.
Facing Zhao Nanyu's dark eyes, she said sternly.
Zhao Nanyu seemed to be satisfied with her answer. Her fingers gently brushed her cheeks, and her eyes crooked into a crescent moon.
Every time Song Luan watched him smile softly at himself, he felt inexplicably scared and felt cold.
Returning to the master bedroom, Zhao Nanyu made a few red ropes, then sat down and bowed his head, and began to braid the rope in earnest. His low-eyed look was particularly beautiful and gentle, and he looked very confused. other people.
For a moment, even Song Luan was stupefied by herself. She did not expect that Zhao Nanyu would also make red ropes. The long, white fingers were extremely flexible, and the ropes were made in two or three clicks.
Then he raised his face, looked at her and said, "Bring Yu Pei over."
Song Luan Mo Hao walked to the cabinet, opened the cabinet door and took out a sachet from the inside, and carefully took out the Yu Pei, reluctant to hand him.
Zhao Nanyu put the red string into the small hole of Yu Pei, then stood up. He was slender and Song Luan stood in front of him, but he just reached his shoulder and looked up to see the expression on his face.
Zhao Nanyu gently tied the red string to her slender white neck. He seemed very happy and asked, "Do you like it?"
Song Luan could not answer her dislike, her hands could not help touching the jade pendant on her neck, with a complex expression, "Like."
Zhao Nanyu naturally embraced her waist, hugged the man in his arms, his chin rested on her shoulder, closed his eyes gently, and sighed, "just like it."
She is his man and can't run away anymore.
Although Song Luan was hugged by him many times, she was still nervous. Her limbs were stiff and her hands didn’t know how to let it go. She suddenly opened her mouth and asked him,
I heard that many beautiful girls in Quzhou, do you have Meet one or two?"
Song Luan quickly added a sentence, "Don't tell me no, I won't believe it."
Zhao Nanyu bent her lips and smiled, misunderstanding that she was jealous. He replied: "No."
"You lied to me."
Since he was injured, it is impossible that he did not encounter the hostess. As for why he was the only one to go back to Beijing without seeing the hostess, it must be what happened in the middle.
Zhao Nanyu was very jealous of her, and kissed the corner of her mouth, "No."
Nothing could be asked from his mouth, Song Luan was discouraged and simply gave up.
After Zhao Nanyu stayed long enough on her side, he went to see his brother in the front yard. He hadn't seen him for half a month. The child naturally missed him.
Zhao Nanyu checked his brother's homework, picked up the child, and knew his brother subconsciously lived around his neck. He stayed with his mother these days when his father was away.
My brother has already fallen in love with the unique fragrance of my mother. Holding her mother to sleep every day is very comfortable. Now that the father is back, the child does not know whether he can continue to sleep with his mother. He guessed that it is probably not good.
My father never indulged him, but I still couldn't help but know my brother, and asked in a low voice, "Father, can I sleep with my mother tonight?"
Zhao Nanyu didn't think about it, "No way."
Seeing the corner of his mouth drooping down, his head downcast, "Okay."
His father said no, no, no, it wasn't that crying and selling and pitiful could make him change his mind.
I don’t know that there is a wound on him. I was carried to Song Luan’s house along the way. When he put the child down, Song Luan discovered that the light-colored clothes on his body had been stained with red blood. The wound was cracked.
Song Luan quickly hugged Brother Zhi into the back room, not wanting him to see this picture.
Then she came out and kindly reminded him, "Your wound is open!"
Only then did he see that he could walk with strength, and thought that his injuries were not multiple. The original book really didn't lie, and serious injuries were serious injuries, except that the male pervert was abnormally tolerable, except for his pale face, nothing else flaw.
Zhao Nanyu sat down, started to undress in front of her, and finally faced her naked/upper body, and uncovered the gauze covering the wound, even if it had been used, the wound was still bloody.
The gauze bag took too long, some of the cloth was stuck to the flesh and blood, Song Luan felt pain when watching it, but the man was okay, and he pulled it off without changing his face.
Song Luan couldn't see it anymore and took the initiative to say, "I'll help you get medicine."
Zhao Nanyu rested against the back of the bed, "Help me take medicine by the way."
Song Luan didn't dare. She couldn't bear to look at the wound on his chest even more. She actually felt dizzy with blood.
After crossing over, the symptom was better, but it was only a little bit.
Song Luan shivered and handed him the wound medicine, "It is still you who come, I am afraid to hurt you."
Zhao Nanyu didn't embarrass her, and she soon gave herself medicine. He closed his shirt, his clothes were half-open and half-closed, and his precious face was dazzling under the candlelight.
Song Luan swallowed, feeling that Zhao Nanyu was really seduce her. The words beautiful and handsome can be used on him at the same time, with beautiful eyes and flawless white jade.
She glanced out of the window, unconsciously it was already dark.
The dinner table has also been set up, Song Luan and brother Si sat on one side, Zhao Nanyu sat alone on the other side.
When eating, the room almost heard the chopsticks. As long as Zhao Nanyu didn't speak, Song Luan closed his mouth.
After a quiet dinner, Song Luan didn't eat much, and the jade pendant on her neck made her uncomfortable, as if she had been tagged with the man's label on her body and could never get rid of it again.
After that, Zhao Nanyu instructed his men to take his brother back to his own house, leaving only two of them in the master bedroom.
Song Luan felt that it was a stressful thing to be alone with Zhao Nanyu every time, and it didn't take long for her to start off by taking a shower.
Listening to the sound of the water behind the screen, Zhao Nanyu stood silently for a while, then took a step forward and walked out of the door. The person hiding in the dark outside the house appeared behind him.
In the dark night, Zhao Nanyu's expression was difficult to discern.
The Anhui didn't rush to report to him what happened since these days, and heard that she and Zhao Wenyan met several times. Zhao Nanyu's expression between his eyebrows was cold.
"Go on."
"Yes."
When Song Luan finished showering and dressing, she tried to take off the jade pendant on her neck several times. She stretched her hands out to the space and took it back. She was helpless and had no luck in her future. The opponent, disobeying him and angering him is tantamount to death.
But she was really uncomfortable. She always felt that his thing was hanging on her neck, and she seemed to have become his possession.
Song Luan sighed and went out of the screen after getting dressed and Zhao Nanyu sitting by the bed seemed to have been waiting for her for a long time.
She just came out of the water, wrapped in a mist, her face was rosy, her lips were red, and a few drops of water were hanging on her forehead. She was like a delicate flower waiting to be picked.
Zhao Nanyu's eyes were very familiar, exactly the same as after she was drugged that night.
Song Luan shivered and felt tight in her heart. She was really scared of how he looked on the bed!
As long as you don't go to bed, you can say anything.
That night there was only endless tossing, she was humble, she sobbed, she begged for mercy, and she was embarrassed.
Song Luan walked over with diligence, naively thinking that he could not do anything to her if he was injured.
But she was close to him. Suddenly he was thrown by his wrist and dropped into the middle of the bed. His hands were leaning against her ears, and he looked at her from the top, his eyes deepening.
Song Luan shrunk his shoulders, fearing that he would eat himself raw. She said, "Your wound..."
Zhao Nanyu lowered her head and bit her lips, and if she could taste the smell, she answered her waist while unraveling, "It doesn't bother you."
His kiss fell on her facial features, licking the blood beads spilled from her small mouth.
Song Luan was really terrified, struggling to resist, but he held his waist, the man saw her doing unnecessary struggles, and gave a soft laugh.
He controlled her waist and gently stroked her butterfly bone with his fingers, "Be a little better."
Song Luanshengsheng heard the threat from his simple three words.
He seemed to be saying, "Dry/dead you if you are in trouble."
I can't afford it.