Chapter 49

As if with a thunder, Changhuan didn't recover after being bombed for a long time. His slender fingers tightly wrapped around his clothes, and he bowed his head, but there was a bitter smile on his lips. The reason why he didn't come back for half a month was that he couldn't touch her because she was recovering. Now, when her injury was healed, he just came back... Want her to fulfill her duty of being a lover?

Jiang shaoxun took her to dinner. The place she went to was a French restaurant. The whole restaurant was reserved, and some people were playing the violin gracefully. It was extremely romantic.

After the waiter finished the meal, Changhuan just lowered her head and ate quietly. She didn't talk much. Now her mind is on tonight. She is very nervous. Even though they have had several intimate contacts, she is still at a loss like a little girl who has never been seen.

Jiangshaoxun see Changhuan don't speak, eyes have been erratic, don't dare to look at him, also don't know what she thought, the face red halo didn't disappear.

"Is the food not good here?" he asked

Chang Huan immediately replied, "it's delicious."

When Chang Huan answers, she looks up at him, then quickly lowers her head. Jiang shaoxun raises her lips. Compared with food, she is more beautiful.

Chang Huan didn't look up. She could feel that Jiang shaoxun was staring at her all the time. The feeling of being watched was too strong. In order to hide her discomfort, she took a goblet on the table and took a big sip of red wine.

The mouth is full of the mellow smell of red wine. Changhuan is surprised to find that the red wine is very good. She can't help but sip it.

After drinking the red wine, Jiang shaoxun's expression changed. He gently pointed to the tablecloth on the table, looked at Chang Huan's appearance and asked, "is it good to drink?"

Changhuan put down the goblet and nodded heavily, with a bright smile at the bottom of his eyes: "it's delicious."

Red wine was still left on her lips, which made her lips more red. Her eyes were a little charming, her cheeks were red, and the natural color slowly appeared. Jiang shaoxun's Adam's apple slipped. He picked up the bottle and poured half a cup for Chang Huan.

The red wine is clear and mellow. Changhuan takes the glass and drinks it up again soon.

In the third cup of Changhuan drink, her eyes began to blur, consciousness also gradually began to become blurred.

He even bravely looked at Jiang shaoxun with a smile: "fourth brother, this wine is good..."

"After that, we drink it every day." Jiang shaoxun looked at Chang Huan with an imperceptible indulgence.

Long Huan weak lying on the table, low smile: "good!"

Her every move seemed to seduce his heart and soul. Jiang shaoxun was a man of extreme restraint, but when he saw Changhuan after he was drunk, he did not want to keep this restraint any more.

"Let's go home."

"OK, go home..." Chang Huan stood up with the table, and was held in his arms by Jiang shaoxun.

"Fourth brother, my ankle injury has been cured, I can walk by myself..."

"Don't move." Jiang shaoxun held her more tightly, with a deep voice.

"Oh..."

Chang Huan doesn't move any more. He holds her in the car. Before he sits down, Jiang shaoxun's kisses are overwhelming

Changhuan doesn't want to be in the car. When Jiang shaoxun's kiss moves to her clavicle, Changhuan finally holds Jiang shaoxun's hand and gasps: "back... Home... Fourth brother, I don't want to be in the car..."

Jiang shaoxun's action stopped, but he didn't go on after all. He just hugged her and kissed her hair from time to time.

Back to the villa, no lights, from the living room, along the stairs up, all the way scattered are clothes.

The skin scratched by Jiang shaoxun's fingers was trembling faintly. Jiang shaoxun didn't move her directly, but took her into the bathroom.

The light in the bathroom made Chang Huan who was used to the darkness squint for a while. Jiang shaoxun's fingers fell a few pinching marks on her body. He didn't use much strength, but Chang Huan's skin was white. As long as there was a little color, it would be particularly obvious.

Jiang shaoxun's hand fell on Changhuan's abdomen. Suddenly his fingers tightened heavily. He lowered his head and saw the striking scar on Changhuan's abdomen.

Last time in the hospital, the doctor examined Chang Huan, Jiang shaoxun saw the scar. He gradually tightened his lips and stroked the long scar.

Changhuan opened his eyes in an instant, and his red halo dissipated in an instant. His whole face turned white, and his fingers became cold. This was left when he was born. No one knew. But now Jiang shaoxun's hand fell on the evidence that he had been born.

Nie Changhuan is still thinking about what kind of reasons can be perfunctory in the past, but Jiang shaoxun has asked: "how did this scar come from?"

Changhuan doesn't speak, her eyes are blurred, and pretends to be drunk. She signs a confidentiality agreement. No matter who it is, she won't tell the secret.

When Jiang shaoxun thought of the child beside her, he seemed to be calling DIU DIU. His eyes suddenly became very indifferent: "have you ever had a baby? Don't you say it's not your child

Changhuan was surprised, and she was drunk no longer. Her eyes were red and she shook her head, but her tears were already crumbling. Don't force her to ask whether these things are good or not. She doesn't want to think of them again, and she doesn't want to think of them again.

Jiang shaoxun only felt anger filled his heart. Regardless of whether Changhuan was ready or not, he directly pressed her on the bathroom wall

Long Huan pain of stuffy hum, toes curled up, really good pain... The whole person as if to be torn, but he did not care for her.

Yes, he is such a man, what kind of woman does not have, but found a woman who had a child to be a lover, how can he not be angry?

From the bathroom back to the bed, Changhuan's eyes gradually blurred, and the man's rough breathing in his ear became unreal. I don't know how long Jiang shaoxun didn't mean to end, but Changhuan fainted in pain

Jiang shaoxun looked at the blood on the sheet and the scar on Changhuan's abdomen. In this case, twice, she was a novice. If she really had a baby, he could only say that she was too good at acting.

Also, some of the women in the performing arts circle are not excellent performers.

Jiang shaoxun got up, got out of bed and went to the bathroom. After taking a bath, he put on his bathrobe and went to the terrace to have a cigarette. A moment later, he returned to the room. His tall body stood beside the bed. His deep eyes reflected Changhuan's slender white legs, slender waist, and the mottled marks left by him on her snow-white body.

There seems to be such a scene in my memory... Jiang shaoxun smiles. How can he feel that Changhuan is similar to the woman who can't even remember her appearance and name? He covers her up and leaves the room again, but never comes back.

The next day.

Changhuan woke up with pain. Her whole body seemed to be run over by a car. She moved slightly, and the tearing pain came instantly, which made her eyes turn red.