One Hundred Ways to Satisfy Your Beloved Wife

As if forgotten by the world, Lu has been locked up in a room for almost a week.

Since he learned that the man he was going to marry was an old man of seventies, Lu Xuan has completely despaired of the family.

The maid delivered meals and water on time for all three meals, but Lu Qiang was immobile, lying in bed so empty, like a broken doll.

Just a day before the Song family came to pick him up, Lu Zheng's lips had begun to peel dry, and his otherwise white face had become waxy yellow due to excessive nutritional deficiencies.

Suddenly, a note and food were delivered through a small window on the door.

Lu Zheng struggled to climb out of bed and open the note, with a line of small words printed on the computer: “Eat, open the window at night and jump, someone will pick you up. ”

There is no down payment on the note, and the paper is just plain printed paper.

Lu Qiang moved his body to his window and looked down. There was an alfresco banquet going on by the pool, which was incredibly lively. Everybody's got a smile on their faces, that stings.

She pinched the fingers of the note and grew pale as a result of excessive force.

The Lu family lived in the villa, and the beam itself was high. Her room was on the third floor, more than a dozen meters long. If she did not jump, she would have to break her bones. But if she did not jump, could she escape from the Lu family's control?

It's getting dark and the noise downstairs can be heard in the room through the windows.

Lu stood quietly by the window and suddenly made up his mind.

She's gambling!

If she wins, she can get out of here and get rid of her present destiny.

Losing... shouldn't be worse than now.

Thinking about it, she started washing and eating and turned over a schoolbag and stuffed her journal and thousands of dollars in pocket money that she had written over the years.

As for the other finger jewellery, she only took the jade that was said to have been worn around her neck at birth.

When everything was ready, she turned off the lights and lay quietly on the bed.

At 55 o'clock, the alarm woke her from her shallow sleep. Walking to the window, those people were still fussing, with no signs of convergence, pushing the window open, looking at the empty grass below, Lu Qiang hugged the bag, and jumped with his eyes closed.

The wind fluttered in her ears and her body fell rapidly. However, the imaginary pain did not strike. The places that seemed to be grass, not knowing what was laid on them, were soft, not only slowing down the impulse generated by her fall, but also eliminating all sounds.

Lu Qiang had just climbed up from the ground and walked out of the darkness of a man wearing a Lu maid's costume.

“Miss Lu, please come with me, the president has arranged for me to pick you up. ”

“The president?” Lu Zheng was confused, and the man in front of him seemed familiar.

“Yes, you will know when you go, now is the best time to leave the banquet. ”

When the man finished, he put a very swollen European dress on Lu Qiang. After five fifths, he led Zhaozhuang after the change, Lu Qiang walked out from the main door of Lu Jia.

At the end of the look at this desperate home, Lu Zheng lowered his head and entered a black Bentley.

Not yet seated, a cool voice suddenly sounded: “Miss Lu, see you again, Qin Sam. ”

Lu Zheng raised his head and suddenly greeted Qin Sam's faceless face. He shivered his lips. God squeezed out one of your words...

Not yet, his head twisted and he fell into the arms of a man.

In the spacious back seat, Qin Sam frowned and looked at this woman who had just gotten in the car and fell into her arms without a word. Some incredibly touched her chin, opened the partition, and stared cold at the assistant driver.

Half a mile later, he said again: "Do I look so scary? ”

Ben turned his head, his pupils suddenly put the boss, and suddenly he had an idea of the president's brain breaking, but soon, in that zero-degree look, he was very responsible for saying, "No, you're handsome, chief. ”

“Totally the favorite kind of Iceberg Abstinence boss among young girls. How rich, how pale...”

Faced with the constant chatter of his own assistant, Qin Sam closed the partition directly after dropping a maid's dress that suited you, and looked at the woman shrunk into a group in her arms, and increased the temperature a little.

He stretched out his hand gently over Lu Zheng's cheek, his tiny face, and one hand could cover most of it.

Soft body just snuggled in his arms. He frowned and didn't push away.

Watching that pile on the PAD itinerary was forced to be added to the dating dinner by my grandfather.

Qin Sam pulled up the corner of his mouth and dialed directly through the family's desktop.

Without waiting for the old man to talk, he said softly: "Grandpa, I want to get married. ”

On the other end of the phone, because of his words, there was a noise of a chicken dog jumping, and a dozen seconds later, a grumpy old man sounded, “What, what, what! You finally got it! With who, the singer Vera? Forget it, I don't care about you either. Just be a woman...”

As long as it's a woman?

Qin Sam's good mood disappeared instantly and took his phone far away from his ear: “No, go to sleep early. ”

Go ahead, he pressed the shutdown key directly.

In the suburbs of Qin's old house, many people are destined to be insomniac.