Tang Yurou's neck is pinched by Fu sichen. He doesn't show mercy at all. Compared with the pain on her neck, what makes her more painful is the heart in her chest.
After closing her eyes filled with tears, she forced her inner emotion and said to him in a hoarse voice, "I haven't framed Tang Xinyan. Si Chen, I just told na'er that it's all because I love you too much and I'm afraid of losing you.
You know what? How painful and sad am I when I hear you holding me and calling Tang Xinyan's name? I can lose everything, but I can't lose yours! If you don't believe me, you can squeeze me to death
Looking at Tang Yurou who is not afraid of death at all, Fu sichen released her slender neck with trembling hands.
He looked at her with a heavy complexion and a hoarse voice. "You go, I want to be calm."
Tang Yurou bit the lip without any blood color, didn't say a word more, and left wisely.
When she came to the door, she saw that he was still standing in the same place. She didn't mean to keep her. Her chest seemed to be torn open by black hands.
Bloody pain.
Both are Tang Xinyan. Since she is divorced, she still exists in her and Fu sichen's life like air.
In the mind suddenly think of Mo Chi Wei's figure, she pupil Mou steep ground enlarges.
The man who kisses Tang Xinyan on Fu sichen's MMS is mo Chiwei?
How possible, how possible!
Tang Yurou put her hands in her hair and buttoned her head. She kept shaking her head. I can't believe that Mo Chi Wei didn't care about Tang Xinyan's dirty body. She really took a fancy to her!
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A satisfied man is in a good mood. After taking a bath in the bathroom, he comes out wearing a white Long Sleeve V-neck T-shirt and white casual pants.
Tang Xinyan looked at his well-dressed appearance, and he couldn't help but give four words of evaluation in his heart: dressed bird.
He went to the kitchen equipped with the suite in person and ordered a bowl of shredded pork noodles with her. There was a golden fried egg and two pieces of cabbage on it.
It's full of color, fragrance and appetizing.
She annoys him, but she doesn't treat her stomach badly.
Besides, he's really good at cooking.
A bowl of simple noodles, he made a hundred times better than she did.
"It's a pity that you don't want to be a cook, Captain Mo Chi. If you take charge, you will surely attract countless fans."
Mo Chi Wei took a paper towel to wipe the corners of her lips stained with a little oil. His handsome face was smiling like a spring breeze. "If there are too many fans, isn't Mrs. Mo going to die of jealousy?"
Tang Xinyan patted open his big hand, which was wiping the corners of her mouth for her. He blushed and coughed, "who is so jealous? I don't love you. I won't be jealous. "
Mo Chi Wei took her little hand and pulled her to his strong long leg.
She was a little flustered. She thought of the scene when she helped him solve his needs with her hand. She was afraid that he would react to her after he hugged her. She looked at his pants chain unconsciously.
Her small action, he looked in the eyes, "Mrs. Mo, just finished eating noodles, staring at her husband there to see, is not full?"
His low voice, light tone, coupled with dark Yupi's eyes, she felt that her scalp was about to explode.
Standing up from his legs like an electric shock, her pretty face was burning like fire. She didn't dare to look at him again. "I don't want to talk to you. I went back to the 26th floor."
She passed him and he took her hand. She did not pull back several times, staring at him with shame, "I will never stay here to rest."
One more second with this man, she will die of embarrassment.
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