As soon as she finished speaking, Lu Jingshen grabbed her hand, and his cold voice was particularly dangerous in the darkness, "What? Say it again."

Meng Wei struggled but did not pull away. Her soft voice was filled with anger, "You are so dirty, you slut!"

Lu Jingshen actually laughed out of anger, and his sneer was particularly cold in the darkness. He stared in her direction and asked above her: "I am a slut, what are you? Huh?"

Meng Wei felt humiliated, his chest kept rising and falling, and he remained silent.

Lu Jingshen lowered his head and continued to kiss her face, neck, and chin. While kissing, he asked in a low voice: "Did it make you dirty too, huh? Isn't it?"

Each kiss seemed to make her a little more dirty.

Meng Wei shed tears as she insulted him just as he had insulted her, "Rotten cabbage, big ladybug."

Lu Jingshen felt angry in his heart, but he felt the dampness on her temples and ignored her.

Just the hands on her waist and hips pulled down her clothes and kissed her lips again.

But at the last moment, she suddenly trembled, "It hurts!"

Lu Jingshen paused, and she screamed even more pitifully, "Brother, it hurts me to death, my heart hurts so much!

Lu Jing looked at her deeply for a moment, then turned over and stopped without saying a word. Then in the darkness, the only sound was her sobs, low and decent.

Lu Jing closed his eyes deeply and calmed his breathing.

But she suddenly pulled his hand and he broke away.

She wrapped around him again, held his palm tightly, and asked him, "Rub my heart for me."

Lu Jing closed his eyes deeply and said quietly: "I don't want to."

Meng Wei said with a tearful voice: "Since I fell in love with you, it hurts every day."

He turned a deaf ear.

But she took his hand up.

Lu Jingshen did not pull away this time, nor did he rub her heart calmly like the previous times. He just moved a little away. Meng Wei took a deep breath and tried to pull him away with her backhand.

But he grabbed it like a pair of iron pincers and wouldn't let go.

Meng Wei scolded: "Get away!"

Lu Jingshen chuckled beside her, "Meng Wei, promise me to eat an extra bowl of rice tomorrow. You are so thin."

Meng Wei was embarrassed and scolded him, "Bitch!"

Lu Jingshen said nothing, only wiped the tears on her face with his other hand, and kissed her again.

...

The next morning, Meng Wei woke up and Lu Jingshen was already up.

She got out of bed, washed herself and went out.

I happened to see the servant Lu Jingshen hired from the Lu family to cook.

She stood at the door of the study with a worried and complicated look on her face.

Meng Wei was stunned for a moment before she remembered what she did when she came back last night.

As she walked over, the servant looked over and cautiously said hello, "Miss Meng Wei."

Meng Wei said "Hmm" and approached, seeing Lu Jingshen standing in the mess inside.

There are books, paper, broken glass, broken porcelain, some ornaments, laptops, everything.

He was holding a piece of red porcelain in his hand and looking at it.

His back was turned to her, and Meng Wei couldn't see his expression clearly, but just from his back, he could tell that he was in a bad mood at the moment.

Meng Wei walked over and was about to step on a pile of things on the ground to reach him. He seemed to have his eyes open in his back and raised his arm to block her accurately.

She looked at his profile and called him, "Brother."

Lu Jingshen said in a calm tone, "Saturday is my grandpa's seventy-fifth birthday. This red-glazed pomegranate statue is from the collection of the Yongzheng period. I specially photographed it to give it to him."

Meng Wei froze slightly for a moment, but the next second he hugged Lu Jingshen's arm and muttered: "It's all my fault, big brother can punish me no matter what."

Lu Jing turned to look at her. There was no sign of knowing she was wrong. She was clearly proud and provocative.

Meng Wei used to have great respect for the elders in her family. Even if her aunt and second aunt were always sarcastic and sarcastic to her, she could bear it, let alone her grandfather who was quite kind to her.

But now she doesn't seem to care that much.

When Meng Wei saw that he was silent, he suddenly said regretfully: "Brother, it would be great if that child was still alive. The great-grandson must be the best gift for grandpa."

Her words and her voice were like thorns, piercing people.

Lu Jingshen remained silent and only raised his hand to touch her cheek.

Meng Wei's sharp expression paused momentarily.

Lu Jingshen put down his hand and said, "Don't feel sorry. If you want, you can have it tonight."

Meng Wei was stunned, then smiled and said: "Okay, do you need me to arrange a woman for you?"

Lu Jingshen threw away the fragments in his hand and asked, "How about I arrange a man for you?"

Meng Wei's smile did not change, "Okay, I want someone more handsome and older."

Lu Jing stared at her with his dark eyes, while Meng Weiyi looked innocent.

He looked at it for a long time, then suddenly raised his hand to pick her up and put her on the desk that she had cleared away yesterday.

Seeing it with your own eyes is different from hearing it. The servants waiting for Lu Jingshen and others to come out and clean up were standing outside the door. They looked at the two people overlapped on the desk and were dumbfounded for a moment.

Although Meng Wei is not from the Lu family.

But after all these years, no one in the Lu family has treated them as siblings. Besides, they are eight years apart. No one would have thought that they would be where they are today.

The servant hurried away, but the door was still open, and Meng Wei's low voice reached her ears intermittently.

"Someone—are you crazy?—hurts!"

Then there was the faint sound of her crying.

Lu Jingshen's deep and oppressive voice asked, "Do you still dare?"

Meng Wei begged for mercy, "I don't dare, I don't dare anymore."

The servant wiped the kitchen table uneasily, feeling ridiculous, as if the whole room was covered with a layer of evil spirits, and Lu Jingshen was possessed by a ghost to do such a sick and crazy thing.

After a long time, Meng Weicai came out of the study and plunged directly into the bedroom.

Lu Jingshen straightened his collar and followed closely.

When the servant heard this, he came out with an embarrassed look and asked, "Master Jingshen, are you ready for dinner?"

Her eyes flickered, but Lu Jingshen remained calm and composed, "Well, call her out."

The servant laid out the breakfast and went to call Meng Wei.

Meng Wei didn't respond. She turned her head and glanced at Lu Jingshen's cold face, then she continued to scream, and then Meng Wei came out.

As soon as she came out, the first thing she saw was Meng Wei's red and slightly swollen lips. She looked embarrassed and lowered her head.

Meng Wei noticed that he went out as usual and sat opposite Lu Jingshen, eating breakfast.

My lips feel sore when I drink porridge.

She looked at Lu Jingshen. He was now wearing a human skin and eating his meal slowly. He looked elegant and upright, as bright as the moon.

Meng Wei said nothing and endured it until after breakfast, when Lu Jingshen drove her to school, and then she said coldly: "Don't let her come."

She is extremely restricted when there are outsiders around.

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