You Covered Me with Scars - C11 I told you to wait in bed

“I’ll need you any time I need you. You have to show up within the time limit I set.”

When they parted ways, he even heard that they were going home to pay their respects. Didn’t he take this opportunity to roll up the bed sheets with his lovely wife?

She was so anxious to be intimate with her wife, and now that there was a chance, she let it go for free. Why was he in such a hurry to get even with her? What an unbelievable bastard!

“What’s the matter?” Qiao Yuhuan asked when she saw the conflicted expression on Ziloge’s face in the inverted mirror.

“Stop by the roadside. My home is here.”

“They arrived so quickly?” Qiao Yuhuan felt that it was a bit of a pity. She still hadn’t asked whether she was single or not.

“Hm!” “Thank you!” The car stopped and Zilog opened the door and got out.

Qiao Yuhuan also got out of the car and stood by the roadside. She asked, “What’s your cell phone number?”

“My boyfriend doesn’t like me casually giving my contact information to others. Goodbye!” He smiled at him out of courtesy.

A wisp of wind blew past and ruffled a few strands of her hair. It gently and seductively covered her face, causing Qiao Yu’s heart to tremble when he saw it.

How beautiful!

Recalling the sad look on her face when they saw her in the hotel lobby that day, even though it was clearly for the wedding, they felt their hearts ache.

Did she mean to tell him that she had a boyfriend and was in love?

Qiao Yuhuan felt that she must be lying to him. If she was that happy, where did her sorrow come from?

“Rolo …” he called, and when he saw what more he wanted to say to her, he said, “Goodbye!” He left in a hurry.

Qiao Yuhuan stared blankly at her back. She didn’t know how to approach her and tell her to stop feeling so sad.

After he left Qiao Yuhuan’s line of sight, he called a taxi and went straight to Qiao Yushi’s apartment. When he arrived home, Qiao Yushi was not there.

Did he do it on purpose? Was he afraid that she would stay with Qiao Yuhuan for too long, so she would issue such an order?

Maybe by now, he and Xue’er had already …

Since Qiao Yifeng couldn’t come, she decided to go out and take a breather. The golden silk cage was too stuffy.

Just as she reached the door, she heard the sound of a key being inserted into the lock. Then, the door opened and she saw Qiao Yushi’s cold face.

“I told you to wait in bed! Why pick it up at the door? It’s getting more and more disobedient! ”

Accept? He would have thought he was in love. He probably didn’t know that the little woman who used to pick him up had already died.

Without taking his slippers, Zilogg turned expressionlessly and went back into the bedroom.

He would always want it. No matter how much she resisted, it was useless. Furthermore, it was her duty. She had delivered it to him on her own accord.

He took off his shoes, climbed into bed, unzipped his lavender dress and removed it neatly.

When Qiao Yushi changed into his slippers and walked into the bedroom, she was already lying there, not hanging on at all.

His lifeless face and resentful eyes made it impossible for him to muster up any desire. An impatient and resentful feeling rose in his heart.

Leaning over, he pinched her chin with all his strength, and derisive words came out between her teeth. “You’re so impatient for me to get on you?”

“You were the one who ordered me. I was doing my duty.” said Zilog coldly.

“Come on, isn’t that what you want?”

Her attitude made Qiao Yushan want to fly into a rage, but he could not be angered by the little woman’s words.

After looking her up and down, he said scornfully, “What do we do? I seem a little tired of your body. ”

“That’s great! It’s also Xue’er’s fortune to be separated from us.” He did not see the slightest trace of her attachment to him.

“Damn woman!” “You wish!”

After growling, he squeezed her chin even more forcefully, pulling her face close to his and fiercely pressing down on her lips.

The moment he touched her trembling lips, all the blood in his body began to boil. Desire swept over him like a tornado.

Originally, he was furious. After touching her small mouth, the ice in his heart seemed to have been melted by her. He wanted to ruthlessly ravage her lips, but it became a delicate grind. The force of his grip on her chin had clearly loosened.

She deliberately shook hands with his brother in front of him, and he should have been angry with her for her manner when he had arrived.

If he kissed her lips as hard as he had last time, it would still make sense to him. Yet he was so gentle, as if afraid to frighten her, as if he loved her.

She was stupefied. She only felt her lips go slightly numb, as if he had drugged her. She longed for his deep kiss.

Qiao Yifan removed his hand from her chin and supported her head. His tongue poked into her small lips like honey as he wantonly plundered her sweetness.

His heart was beating wildly from his overbearing kiss. He knew that he should no longer be in danger, but his body did not listen to his commands.

She tried to push him away from her, to get rid of his kiss, and she gasped, “If you want to, then, don’t… “Stop kissing!”

“Can’t take it anymore?” he asked hoarsely, looking at her rosy little face.

Her eyes were full of obsession and desire, and he was satisfied.

Just now, she had allowed him to kiss her as passionately as she had done before she learned of his marriage.

Only now did he realize that he really missed the way she treated him when he was still single.