Liang Zixuan didn't understand what Han Yuanjun was angry about.
In her heart, Han Yuanjun wasn't a stingy person. Even though he had a temper from time to time, he would still coax her.
Han Yuanjun was never like today, he always gave her a sullen face. It wasn't an angry face, but an expression that he didn't want to pay any attention to her at all.
Liang Zixuan was a little depressed.
Zou Juan drove the car straight to the door of the villa. Liang Zixuan wanted to help Han Yuanjun open the door, but who knew he would open his eyes, and went out without saying anything.
Liang Zixuan was stunned for a moment. She felt a little sad seeing Han Yuanjun acting like that.
What's going on?
Over the past year, Liang Zixuan had become more and more arrogant because of Han Yuanjun's spoiled nature. Seeing him ignoring her all the time and not appreciating it when she tried to help him, Liang Zixuan's temper immediately rose as she got out of the car. "Fine! I don't even want to care about you!"
Han Yuanjun went back to his bedroom, took his pajamas from the cloakroom, and went to the bathroom. Soon after, he came out of the bathroom and glanced at Liang Zixuan for a moment, then went to bed.
Liang Zixuan ignored him and angrily carried her nightgown into the bathroom.
Han Yuanjun lay on the bed alone. The more he thought about what had happened today, the angrier he became.
Heaven was too unfair!
How could he give Liang Zixuan a great and powerful brother?
Han Yuanjun can't win the fight, he can't even drink! It looked like heaven really didn't want him to live!
The most annoying thing was that Liang Zixuan didn't call him at all!
Han Yuanjun felt depressed when he thought about it. He took the blanket to cover himself and turned his back to Liang Zixuan.
When Liang Zixuan came out of the bathroom, she saw someone wrapped in a blanket like a dumpling.
She dried her hair and looked at Han Yuanjun's head, asking coldly, "Are you asleep?"
Han Yuanjun wasn't asleep at all. He was waiting for Liang Zixuan to coax him.
However, when Liang Zixuan saw that he didn't say anything, she became angry. She turned off the light and fell asleep with her back facing Han Yuanjun.
Han Yuanjun's heart immediately sank. With a thick blanket covering him, he could feel the coldness creeping from his heart to his entire body. It was so cold that it hurt him.
Han Yuanjun sniffled in an aggrieved way. He wanted to make a noise to tell the little girl next to him that he was in a bad mood right now.
Liang Zixuan closed her eyes and pretended to be dead. If Han Yuanjun wanted to be angry, then she had to be angry too!
Let's see who's better!
After a while, Han Yuanjun became even more upset when he saw that Liang Zixuan didn't make any sound or move.
He was the one who had always coaxed her. Could it be that when he was sad, she wouldn't coax him?
He had lived for thirty-two years, but he had never experienced such a pathetic state of mind.
Han Yuanjun groaned and pricked up his ears to listen for movement.
As a result, the woman's breathing became steadier.
He gasped.
God, she can't fall asleep, can she?
Han Yuanjun was very angry, but Liang Zixuan can still sleep?
Han Yuanjun turned around angrily and pulled Liang Zixuan into his arms. He buried his head in her hair and took a few deep breaths before gritting his teeth and asking, "Are you asleep?"
Liang Zixuan snorted coldly and closed her eyes.
"Baby!" Han Yuanjun gritted his teeth in anger. "Can't you see that I'm angry?"
"I can see it." Liang Zixuan said calmly. "I don't know what you're angry about."
"What am I angry about?"
She didn't know what he was angry about?
Han Yuanjun suddenly felt that he had failed. Fighting for her and drinking for her, and she actually didn't know what he was angry about.
Han Yuanjun dipped his head deeper into Liang Zixuan's neck, and his whole body began to tremble as he muttered, "I'm angry! Very angry! I'm angry because you put all your attention on your brother as soon as he returned! In the past, I was the most important man in your heart. But now, the most important man in your heart is your brother!"
"You lied to me for him and you didn't even call me for a family dinner because of him! Do you think you can leave me once your brother is here? You suddenly realize that I'm not that important to you anymore?"
As Han Yuanjun said this, his eyes turned red. He felt an unprecedented fear, a fear of losing something.
"Before he came back; when you were being bullied by Wei Guowei, Jiang Huifang, and the Hou's, I was the only one by your side. You relied on me, and you felt very safe with me. But now he's back, you think he's stronger than me and safer, so you don't need me anymore, right?"
Liang Zixuan listened to Han Yuanjun's words in silence. Only now did she realize that her man was jealous.
It's just like how a father was jealous of his son and felt that after having a son, his wife would spend most of her time with his son and ignore him.
But wasn't his jealousy a bit funny?
Liang Zixuan found it funny just by listening to it.
But she didn't laugh out loud. Han Yuanjun was still in pain. If she laughed out loud, she can guarantee that Han Yuanjun would definitely go berserk.
"Alright, that's enough." Liang Zixuan turned around and hugged Han Yuanjun. In the darkness, she found his lips and kissed him.
When her lips touched Han Yuanjun's lips, the weakness in his heart suddenly expanded like a black hole. He opened his mouth and kissed her deeply.
His kiss was very, very dominant, even a little possessive. It was as if someone was on the verge of death and was struggling.
Liang Zixuan knew that Han Yuanjun was trying to vent all the grievances in his heart.
When men were angry, they liked to vent their anger in this way. It was as if this was the only way they could prove how important they were in women's hearts.
Han Yuanjun wasn't a God, he was just an ordinary man.
Liang Zixuan knew and understood everything, so she cooperated well and would do the same.
After drinking, Han Yuanjun was like a wild beast. His stamina was already very good, but now it was even better. Liang Zixuan's entire body was sore and seeing how hard it was for her, Han Yuanjun finally reluctantly let her go.
He turned on the wall lamp, sat up, leaned his back against the headboard, and took a cigarette from the bedside drawer.
Han Yuanjun rarely smoked in front of Liang Zixuan, nor did he have the habit of smoking after they were intimate. However, at this moment, he began to smoke.
Liang Zixuan lay down beside him weakly. She raised her eyes and watched him inhale the cigarette deeply.. She sighed and sat up with her tired body and fell into Han Yuanjun's arms.
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