Passionate Devotion

Chapter 277 287 What kind of species are you? 9

"You were taken home by Lanquan six years ago. He handcuffed you to the room when he left the house. He thought that I, a mother, didn’t know how it was actually. It’s just that this child has always been arbitrariness and neither do I. I’m ready to express my opinion," Mother Lan stopped talking, then paused: "Did you always have Lanquan wishful thinking?"

"Mother Lan, don't be embarrassed. Whether it was six years ago or six years later, I came to your home as a guest willingly. My eldest had passed the age of obsessing love, and now I just want to follow my heart." She said With a smile, I looked around: "I like it very much. It is very warm to be taken care of by you, which makes people feel very relaxed."

As she was talking, she suddenly noticed a deep gaze, fixed on her body unfathomably across a long distance.

Lanquan was standing on the second floor, standing against a railing, with a cigarette in his mouth. He was **** random and evil. The maturity that time settled down, and the deep and terrible things were plated on him, as if a single glance can Swallow her alive.

Ye Mei forced herself to look away, but Mother Lan raised her head and looked at her son. The voice was louder so that he could not hear him: "When I get up, I will go downstairs for breakfast. It's almost noon."

He pinched out the cigarette in his hand, tightened his chin slightly, and the doorbell rang outside the courtyard. An officer hurriedly brought a few sets of ladies' clothes, Ye Mei smiled, took the clothes bag and went upstairs to change clothes.

The man leaned against the wall, staring at her indifferently and changing clothes. His presumptuous eyes fell on her face. Before the last button of her shirt was buttoned, he suddenly reached out and threw her onto the bed. Deeply inserted into her long hair, biting her earlobe and not soft: "Do you dare to tell my mother that you were willing six years ago? Don't forget it was in this room. How did you reject me six years ago? of!"

Ye Mei closed her eyes and said, "Lan Quan, the question you asked me six years ago, if I answer you now, is it too late?"

"What did you say, tell me again?" He squeezed her chin, his eyes rolling.

It was in this room six years ago. She wanted to delete the wedding photos taken on the street, causing him to go into a rage. He pressed her to the wall and told her not to provoke him, but she had red eyes and asked her hoarsely:

——"Mei, you said three years ago, if you can't step into my world, then I step into your world, okay?"

——"You don't want to walk into my sunshine, then let me step into your darkness, okay?"

——"As long as you stretch out your hand to me, there is nothing that I can't step in with you. I am not the useless Lanquan before. I can protect you now. Don't be so cold, okay?"

Ye Mei's heart hurt slightly and closed his eyes. At that time, he stretched out his hand to her and asked her to open his heart. She still remembered her cold words:

— "No! I don't want to be nice to you!"

— "No, no matter how many times you say it, it's the same, I said, no!"

At that time, her words were like a sharp sword, piercing Lanquan's heart fiercely. The pain was so black that her eyes turned black. At that time, his fist slammed against the wall behind her, and Ye Mei looked at the wall. , After six years, the wall is still sunken into one floor.

In fact, she wanted to say to him at that time: good!

She wanted to stretch out her hand to him and ordered: You must protect me!

However, she did not dare, she was afraid of harming others and herself.

Ye Mei stared at Lanquan's unfathomable eyebrows: "If I say yes now, even if my sky falls, you have to support me and take care of me. Is it too late?"

(End of this chapter)