Lu Yunyi heard what Zheng sichen said inadvertently after she was drunk. She was slightly stunned. She suddenly understood everything. It turned out that Zheng sichen had never forgotten an Zhimo. The reason why she agreed to marry herself may be because of Zhou Yan's coercion.

But thinking that Zheng sichen had just told her to start over and live a good life together in the future, Lu Yunyi had more comfort in her heart. She knew that it was difficult for Zheng sichen to completely forget an Zhimo, but she was willing to try and believed that she would make Zheng sichen fall in love with herself sooner or later.

"Si Chen, please forget an Zhimo and give me a chance to take good care of you?" Lu Yunyi gently touched Zheng sichen's face and whispered, but Zheng sichen, who had fallen asleep, didn't hear Lu Yunyi's words. He turned over and slept deeply. Lu Yunyi could only sigh gently.

Now, I can only hope that the future may develop in the direction I want, otherwise she really doesn't know how to live.

The moonlight outside the window threw a soft halo, while Lu Yunyi sat there alone and was hurt.

……

Zhang Zhai.

Zhang Guohua is sitting on the sofa and looking at the newspaper in her hand. Old lady Zhang sees him sitting there alone and walks slowly. She thinks it's necessary to talk to Zhang Guohua about some things. He can't lose interest in his future life because of those things.

"Guohua, are you busy now? I have something to tell you." old lady Zhang sat down slowly and said with a faint smile.

Zhang Guohua suddenly heard Mrs. Zhang's voice and was a little frightened, but he quickly reacted and said with a deep smile, "if you have anything to say, I'm also free here and have nothing to do. It's great that you can chat with me to relieve boredom. What's more, we haven't talked together for a long time."

When Mrs. Zhang saw that he agreed, she sighed slightly and began helplessly, "Guohua, look at you. Now you are nearly 50 years old, but you have never found a wife to form a family. Now you are not young, so you'd better find a down-to-earth person to live together."

Hearing Mrs. Zhang's sincere words, Zhang Guohua frowned. He didn't expect that Mrs. Zhang would mention this topic. He was silent for a long time before slowly opening his mouth, "you don't have to worry about this. I don't want to find it. In fact, a person's life is also very good. He has plenty of clothes and food by himself."

When old lady Zhang saw that he didn't listen to advice, her face was a little more annoyed. She frowned and said faintly, "Guohua, do you still think of her? I know you two had a good relationship before, but I didn't expect that such a thing would happen that year. Anyway, Yanyuan indirectly caused you to lose your daughter and forced Mulin away. It's all my fault. I'm not strict in teaching women!"

Zhang Guohua shook his head slightly, "don't say that. Thanks to your care over the years, I can feel the warmth of home. Of course, losing them is my regret in this life, so I don't have any intention to find others, so don't rush me any more."

Mrs. Zhang naturally knew it was his heart knot, so she no longer insisted. She just picked up some old things at hand and said slowly, "Guohua, when I cleaned up the house a few days ago, I found some old things. You see, this is an old photo. You and Mulin were still so good at that time, but now... Forget it. Take all these away to make up for my guilt for you."

Zhang Guohua slowly took over the album and looked at Zhang Mulin, who smiled very happily. The good memories of the past returned to his mind. The piles, scenes and scenes were compiled into a happy chapter, "thank you."

Seeing his obsessed face, Mrs. Zhang could only sigh slightly. It was all evil fate. How can we tell these feelings in the world? Now I can only hope that he can slow down.

……

Huo house.

The Huo family is not peaceful recently, and the conflict body of this pair of contradictions directly comes from Huo Chengshen and an Zhimo, but they are too deep to be found by others.

Huo Chengshen and an Zhimo had a little friction since they left the wedding banquet. Naturally, the reason is that Huo Chengshen was jealous for no reason and had made many mistakes. This time, an Zhimo drove him directly to the study, so they lived alone for a few days.

Even for a few days, Huocheng felt that it had been as long as several centuries. This feeling of seeing and feeling was really hard. After thinking about it, he decided to take the initiative to surrender and admit his mistake to an Zhimo.

At night, while everyone was asleep, Huo Chengshen sneaked into an Zhimo's room and looked at the beautiful woman on the bed. He couldn't help feeling a surge of emotion. As soon as an Zhimo heard the door ring, he woke up and saw that he came in. He stared at him angrily and turned to sleep.

How could Huo Chengshen give up easily? He hurried forward and flattered, "wife, I have clearly realized my mistake and will never make it again in the future. Forgive me and let me move back! I miss you so much these days!"

An Zhimo raised her head slightly. In fact, she didn't adapt these days. Seeing Huo Chengshen coming to the steps, she certainly wouldn't lose face, so she asked faintly, "do you really know your mistake?"

"Of course, I know that I was thinking too much that day, but don't I care about you? I'm afraid you'll be taken away by him! But I've realized my shortcomings and will change in the future. Please organize to give me a chance!" Huocheng saw that an Zhimo was a little loose and hurriedly continued to speak.

An Zhimo got the answer she wanted. She nodded with satisfaction, "well, I'll forgive you this time, but if next time..." before she finished, she was rushed up by Huocheng.

"Wife, we haven't exercised for several days. I really miss you. Come on, let's exercise quickly!" after that, Huocheng's deep lips pressed on an Zhi Mo's lips, and then moved down bit by bit. He who was familiar with an Zhi Mo soon found the sensitive point of an Zhi Mo, and an Zhi Mo naturally catered to it slowly under his strong offensive.

The clothes fell, and the bodies of the two red fruits were constantly intertwined, telling the thoughts of each other. The temperature in the room soon increased, and the whole room had a bit of ambiguous atmosphere.

The beautiful night has just begun