Looking up at himself in the mirror, his cheek is red and hot, his eyes are like silk, and his eyes are full of excessive amorous feelings.

Ye Fei was staring at herself, but her eyes fell behind her involuntarily.

In the mirror, just behind him, stood a figure that made her lose his mind.

Su Mo Han pursed her lips and stood behind her, with a touch of heartache and anger in her eyes.

Ye Fei stares at him for a while, then laughs and lowers her head again. As expected, she drinks too much and her eyes are dim. She even sees him in the female toilet.

Ye Fei took out a paper towel to wipe her head, then turned around, and was immediately touched by the edge of the pool.

The hard touch was cold and real, and the pain caused by the collision also made her wake up for a moment.

Before she regained consciousness, her chin ached, and then the familiar breath did not enter her nose. Ye Feiwei was stunned and looked up at the man in front of her, but her thinking was still slow.

Su Mohan

"You're really brave. You dare to hang out on my back. Do you think I'm Su Mohan dead?" Su Mo Han's tone is very gloomy, looking at Ye Fei's blurred eyes, the anger is not hit a place, so that the strength of the hand is a little bit bigger.

Ye Fei stares at him, then the corner of her mouth shows a smile: "Su Mo Han, are you angry?"

Su Mohan looked at the woman who giggled in front of him. He really wanted to crush her to death. When he got to the edge of his mouth, he finally let him swallow it back. Then he said, "can't my nominal wife and other men talk about each other? I should be very happy?"

Ye Fei blinked a pair of innocent eyes and looked at him stupidly. After a long time, she said softly, "then you are still angry..."

Yes, angry, I am very angry, angry you this little bastard is a knife stab in my heart, but in the end, it is so innocent looking at me!

Ye Fei gently blinked her eyelashes twice, and a smile appeared on her cheek. Regardless of whether he pinched himself or not, she threw herself into his arms, hugged him tightly, and whispered, "Su Mo Han, I miss you so much. I thought you had an accident. I thought you didn't want me..."

Jiao body into the arms of that moment, Su Mo Han whole person is stiff in place.

Want to push his hands away, but how can not make strength, and finally gently raised the hand to touch her hair, very light, very careful.

Ye Fei leaned against his chest and felt as if she had a dream.

Is it because she drinks too much that she has an illusion.

Otherwise, how could his arms be so warm?

How could his eyes be so familiar

"Su Mo Han, don't forget me, OK?" Ye Fei's small head gently rubbed against his chest, Su Mo Han's heart hurt unconsciously.

But sometimes, life always has to hurt for a while, so that it won't be bitter for a lifetime.

"Go! When else are you going to pretend? " Su Mo Han's eyes are awe inspiring. He lifts his hand to hold Ye Fei's and breaks it off. He throws the person out of the room.

Maybe it's because I'm too reluctant or too unwilling.

As a result, he didn't control his strength well. Ye Feifei fell on the ground and was hurt. Tears welled up in her eyes. She looked down at her hands and arms. The tears were even worse.

Su Mohan was a little confused. He tried to help her several times, but finally stood still. His eyes fell on her blue wrist and forced him to move away.