Chapter 1979

CEN Jiqian has ten thousand displeasure in her heart. She wants her to make it clear what position Xing Ji is in her heart.

But his wife told him to turn off the light, so he had to listen.

CEN juqian turns off the light and lies down. His heart aches. This heartless woman, how much he has sacrificed for her, and the whole world says that he is infertile. Is there another man in her heart?

CEN finally knew how to write the word "humble". No matter how unhappy he was, no matter how tormented he was, he could not affect his wife's mood. He endured it.

Miao Zixing lay down for a while, but Cen didn't pull her hand and touch her stomach as usual. It's a bit strange

She reached out and touched him, "husband."

CEN Fuqian asked: "why?"

Miao Zixing said, "before you went abroad, you were not in the imperial capital. Xing Ji helped me a lot. I just regarded him as a good friend."

CEN Qian's mood eased a bit, "um."

Miao Zixing said, "I'm so hot."

CEN qiongqian got up to open the window and took a wet towel to wipe her sweat.

Miao Zixing is enjoying his service. To be honest, she is very moved that Cen can achieve this level.

CEN xiqian confirmed with her, "do you have any other feelings for Xing Ji?"

Miao Zixing laughed and cried, "you look like a young man who just fell in love on campus!"

CEN Qian was annoyed, "you give me an answer."

Miao Zixing surrendered. This man is really persistent in dealing with emotional problems.

"Without other feelings, what feelings can we have? I just want to thank Xing Ji for his good character, that's all. "

CEN Fuqian is still not very satisfied. He lies beside her. Miao Zixing reaches out her hand. Cen Fuqian holds her hand.

She relied on his little actions to make him happy. Cen said, "don't always mention him to me in the future."

Miao Zixing said in a low voice, "you know, cheapskate."

Hotel.

Peihan is lying on the messy bed, looking at the ceiling with dull eyes, and the pain on his body hasn't gone.

This kind of pain she is too familiar with, the only time in her last life, is also such a pain.

She turned over with all her strength, and saw Jane standing outside the balcony in her nightgown, with a cigarette in her hand.

Peihan shed tears unconsciously, either complaining about Jian Shulei or inexplicable sadness. He wanted to cry and didn't know where his future was.

More and more tears, she buried her face in the pillow, sobbing.

It was a long time before Jian Shulei noticed the movement in the room. He put out his cigarette and came in. He saw the white and delicate back on the bed, and there were blood stasis marks on it.

Messy sheets, that little bit of blood red, like the red plum falling in the snow, extremely dazzling.

He raised his hand and pulled his hair. The broken hair on his forehead fell on his eyebrows, which made him look less sharp in court and more decadent in the dark.

Peihan cried louder and louder, tears wet the pillow.

"I don't know if you're still..." he said for the first time.

If he knew, he would not be so casual with her.

This is really a possibility he never thought of. How could it be the first time for Peihan to be in the circle?

But the feeling was so real that he had to believe it.

Jane Shulei feels powerless. It's because he lost control tonight that he can't return.

"How do you want me to make it up?" he asked

Pei Han stops. How dare he say compensation?