Hunting for Love for 101 Times

.. Fortunately pregnant, Mr. Ye hunting love 101 times

Roland listened to Aken's words, and slowly closed his eyes, but looked expectantly.

Aken took Roland's hand and led her over to the big bed.

"You reach out and touch it," Aken said softly in her ear.

Roland did so, stretched out her hands, and touched the big bed. Then, her hands were surrounded by silky cloth. She touched it slowly, and couldn't help but open her eyes with curiosity. .

Taking a closer look, a white dress was placed in front of her. The dress was exquisitely slender and extremely beautiful. Roland liked it at a glance because this white dress was like an elegant and beautiful wedding dress. Roland couldn't help but put the white skirt in his arms, a look of surprise.

"Night, did you buy it for me?"

"Yes, I picked it for you personally, do you think it looks good? Try it on," Aken said to Roland gently.

Roland seemed a little flattered, and then held Aken's hand tightly: "Thank you, Ye, you bought me such beautiful clothes, and I haven't bought you a gift, I really feel a little overwhelmed."

"It doesn't matter. I don't need a gift. I just want you to be obedient in the future. Don't make me angry. Can you do that?"

Aken looked at Roland with anticipation.

Roland nodded again and again: "I will, I won't make you angry in the future, I promise you."

"Well, I can rest assured that you have this sentence. Hurry up and put on this dress. I think you must be pretty in it." Aken ordered Roland.

Roland listened to Aken's words, and couldn't wait to put on the white dress, which was not too big or small, was fitting, and Roland was holding the skirt and spinning gently in the middle of the bedroom.

Aken looked at Roland with a little appreciation in his eyes. However, he had to face the reality and get rid of this crazy woman. Thinking of this, Aken stepped forward and held Roland's hand: "Go, I'll take You go to a place, that place must be fun. "

"Really, let's go now." Roland said happily.

Aken nodded, took her, and walked out of the apartment.

After getting in the car, Roland kept asking Aken where he was going. Aken just smiled and said mysteriously, "Wait until you know."

"Okay, then I'll wait, let me guess where you're taking me, is it a movie? Or skiing?" Roland asked Aken, holding Aken's arm.

"Well, almost." Aken patted her hands perfunctoryly, speeding up the car.

"I'm so happy. I'm happy every second with you. How good it would be if I could stop at this moment." Roland nestled on Aken's broad shoulders, his voice softly.

Aken's heart jumped, and suddenly the speed came to a sudden stop.

Roland was also stunned, leaning forward uncontrollably, and Aken subconsciously held her waist.

As soon as Roland's body fell into Aken's arms, their eyes were intertwined. For a moment, Roland climbed Aken's neck a little, a kiss covered Aken's lips, and Aken's heart fell again. Shivering, seeing that Aken didn't refuse, Roland was even more daring, holding her tightly, hugging her on her thigh, becoming more and more frantic.

Roland held Aken's face and entangled Aken ardently. Even if Aken had choked her breath, she had no intention of resisting, but rather enjoyed herself, looking up.

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Head, long hair swaying constantly around the waist.

I don't know how long, Roland was angry under Aken's body, his face covered with a hint of redness, staring at Aken obsessively, and there was a touch of sweetness in his mouth.

Aken returned to his senses, frowned, and sat back in the driver's seat: "Get your clothes on, we're leaving."

Roland supported her arm, got up, and put on the dress that Aken bought for her. The skirt had been crumpled by the intense kneading just now, and Aken saw it, and crumpled her skirt by hand Smoothing it out, Roland shook his hand and placed it against his soft chest.

"What are you going to do again?" Aken twitched a bit.

"I just want to tell you, I like you so much, I am so happy."

"You don't even know who I am, what qualifications are there to say this, and now you shut up." Aken finished, drew his hand, and placed it on the steering wheel.

Roland didn't say anything, but sat obediently in the co-pilot's seat, staring at Aken, his eyes full of tenderness.

The speed came to an abrupt halt again, and Akan ordered Roland to get off.

Roland got off with Arken immediately. After Roland got off, a white high-rise building came into sight, with a big red cross sign in the middle, and she stepped back subconsciously.

Because she visited this place, and even lived for a long time.

Arkans is sending her here again because this is a psychiatric hospital.

"Come on, let's hurry in. This is the cinema." Aken coaxed Roland.

But Roland didn't listen, and couldn't help but retreat: "I want to go in, night, you lie to me, and if you say I obey, you won't send me away! Why do you lie to me?"

"You are ill, you need to heal here, come here." Aken grabbed Roland's arm, dragged her, and dragged it over.

"I will pay for the hospitalization of this lady Roland. All costs will be borne by me." Aken ordered the hospital staff.

"Okay sir, wait a minute."

Roland listened, shouted, and kept freeing Aken's hand: "I beg you, I don't want to go in, I want to be with you!"

"You're a patient. I don't have time to take care of you, so you have to go in. Don't resist anymore." Aken said coldly.

Roland burst into tears, and suddenly knelt at Aken's feet: "I was wrong, I did so many wrong things, I am sorry for you, but I can stay by your side for atonement, do n’t drive me away, OK ? "

"Can you stop it?" Aken yelled at Roland, angrily.

At this time, I only heard a click, and a voice came from not far away, and then, a click again, crisp and harsh sounded in Aken's ear, and Aken looked alertly in that direction. I saw several reporters patting him and Roland continuously, and then several reporters became dozens of reporters. They were already ambush around the hospital. When he and Roland appeared, they started to attack.

Aken whispered, dragging Roland to leave, and at this time the road was blocked by several reporters.

"Mr. Arken, are you Ye Sishen's assistant? Is it true that Ms. Roland and Ye Sishen are married?"

"Roland said she was pregnant with Ye Sishen's child, did she imply that Ye Sishen was not dead?"

"Mr. Arken, did you take Ye Shen's order to bring Roland to the psychiatric hospital?"

Several reporters face Aken and Roland

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Aggressively asked, Aken was wearing sunglasses and protecting Roland trying to break through the breakout, but more and more reporters, countless microphones were facing Aken, asking a strange question.

"Sorry, Mr. Ye has passed away, which is obvious to the whole world," Aken explained.

"But why did Roland say he was pregnant with Ye Sichen's child?"

The reporter continued to question.

"Roland is a mental patient, she is talking nonsense, so as a professional journalist, you actually listen to the words of the scorpion moth, and pass on the rumors. What about your so-called professional ethics and ethics?" Aken smiled sneerly, will be pregnant Roland in the tighter embrace.

Roland remembered what Aken had said to her before, and did not dare to speak at all, because she was worried that saying something wrong would make Aken angry again.

It was just that the reporter was aggressively besieging Aken, and Roland was anxious in her heart. She shook Aken's hand tightly and looked a little angry.

The reporters were very proficient, and when they saw Roland's anger, they pointed at Roland and aimed at Roland, and kept asking Roland: "Mrs. Roland, why did you say that in front of the camera? Are you really pregnant? ? "

Roland was silent.

"Please get out." Aken took Roland's hand.

"Mr. Arken, if you don't answer this question, then we can only report that Ye Sichen died. After all, no one can make a woman pregnant after he has died, unless he is still alive." Some reporters have begun No sense.

Aken smiled coldly: "This woman is indeed pregnant, but it is my child who is pregnant, Mr. Ye is a deceased, please respect him."

When Arkans said, Roland became more and more tight.

Roland listened to Aken's words, nodded and agreed, and said to the microphone, "We are husband and wife, is there any problem? We are husband and wife!"

When the reporters heard it, they were surprised again and looked at Aken and Roland.

When Roland saw those reporters disbelieving, he suddenly lifted Aken's neck and kissed Aken's mouth. Aken's head was blank, apparently frightened by Roland's kiss.

After Roland kissed, she continued to be hostile to the reporters: "Do you want to see how close we are in bed? Well, you can follow me and do a live broadcast." She sneered at those dumb journalists.

Aken frowned, and squeezed her hand tightly to signal her to stop.

"So, we are husband and wife and have nothing to do with Mr. Ye." Aken said solemnly to the reporters.

The reporters were still dubious, but Aken ignored them and dragged Alan out of the siege of the reporter.

The reporters followed Aken and Roland all the way, and they continued to do so for a few days. Aken knew that they wanted to find some clues about Ye Sishen from him and Roland.

Now all the news on the TV news is following up on the news, saying that Roland is likely to know Ye Sishen's whereabouts. In order to dig up the news that Ye Sishen is still alive, those media reporters did not hesitate to squat outside Aken's apartment.

Because the reporter has been churning, Arkin and Lin Jing's date have been dwindled several times, and Lin Jing finally gave up dating Aken.

Aken must resolve these issues and ask reporters to give up digging about Ye Sishen from Roland to make reporters dead.

Aken thought of this, and made a secret decision.

(End of this chapter)

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