"Take it off and show it to me." He said that he would begin to untie men's clothes.
"I'm fine, really."
"Let's go back to the room."
I can't help but listen to the girl at last. When I saw the red marks behind him, my little hand could not help shaking and stroking, "who did this?"
"I provoked my mother, so I was beaten." Now he can only use this reason.
Yi Zixi didn't say anything, hugged the man, "Feng, we are husband and wife, so no matter what happens in the future, I hope to share with you."
"Well, I promise you." A kiss on the forehead.
After hearing the news, Meng Ke'er could not hide his pleasure. Although he had no hatred with the old lady, it was worth seeing Yi Zixi sad.
In the yoga room, mengke'er can't help twisting the music and dancing slowly with the melody.
At the moment, she is back to the original elegant white swan like appearance, full of self-confidence woman, now she has been made by yizixi people, ghosts, ghosts, can let her pain, for themselves is undoubtedly the biggest good thing.
Since Mu Shaofeng is cruel to herself and wants to destroy herself for the sake of that woman, she will destroy his favorite woman first.
Then ask for your pain bit by bit
Now Yi Zixi must be in a bad mood. Let her tell her all the truth about her life experience. Let her see for herself how her beloved set up a situation to kill her grandfather. The rest depends on Ye Haoran and how she turns Yi into her own.
In the end, yizixi suffered the most physical and mental trauma. This plan makes people happy when we think about it.
Han Mengting, who received the call, came quickly. As soon as she stepped into the room, she hugged Yi Zixi and cried, "why don't you tell me?"
Yi Zixi didn't have too much expression on his face. He just held her quietly. His little hand kept comforting her behind his back. His eyes were sour and he had already dried his tears.
Mu Shaofeng looked at such a woman, the heart can not help the pain.
This kind of her makes herself a little strange. It's better to let her cry and vent her emotions. If she can bear it, sooner or later, she will have problems.
Wipe dry tears, looking at the woman in front of her can't help heartache, she received a call from Gong bingye, telling her something happened, she came directly from the shooting place.
When she needed herself the most, she was not there, and she couldn't help blaming herself.
She grew up with her, what she cared about most in her heart, she was very clear, grandma left, in fact, she was no less sad than her heart.
"It happened so suddenly that you can see her one last time since you are here." Over the years, they live at home like sisters. Every time they come, grandma cooks for them.
Looking at her, my heart couldn't help pumping, "Xi'er, if you want to cry, just cry out. I'm so afraid..."
Her appearance is really cool and frightening. Even when ye Haoran left, he didn't see her like this.
In fact, now I want to see her cry. On the way back, I want to comfort her. But when I see this extremely calm woman, I don't know what to say.
"Crying can't change anything. Besides, grandma doesn't want to see me cry." Forced out a smile, but the smile is more ugly than crying.
Looking at her like this, Han Mengting didn't know what to say to comfort her. For a moment, she felt that the little princess was like an instant growing up, flying to the sky in pain.
"No matter when you remember, it's not only you, but also me," Han Mengting held her in her arms, trying to comfort her in this way.
"Yes, I know."
On the day of the funeral, yizixi was black. The veil of her black hat covered her half face, and her white complexion was more dazzling. She looked at the guests quietly and responded to them one by one.
Ye Haoran finally saw someone in the condolence. In the black-and-white hall, there was a pure and pure place. The hall of mourning was placed in the Yi family. Mo Chenyi's eyes fell on the slender figure. Looking at her who would fall at any time, he had an impulse to hold her in his arms and wanted to protect her from the wind and rain.
Looking at the person in front of him, he finally gave a hoarse voice, leaving a "mourning."
Yi Zixi just stands on the side and moves very mechanically. She doesn't know who has been here. Now she is mu Shaofeng's wife and has more guests. Undoubtedly, she wants to make friends with more people in this way, so she doesn't have a good relationship with those people and doesn't even know them.
In addition to a trace of sadness on his face, he wanted to be as silent as death.
When grandma was buried, it happened to rain. It seemed that God was crying for her. The dusky weather was mixed with rain. It is reasonable to say that the rainy season is over now. Black motorcades are driving slowly on the road, making the already gloomy day even more bleak.
Yi Zixi and Mu Shaofeng kneel beside the tombstone and look at the photo with a smile. The grandmother is so young and moving, but they will never smile and talk to themselves like the one in the photo.When everyone left, yizixi was still kneeling there. I didn't know how long it was, until the man helped him up.
While holding an umbrella, while holding people in his arms, accompany her to read together, the last point of family.
Standing beside her, he found that he didn't know what the girl was thinking.
If she used to be naive, she could understand it with only one move, but now she hides herself and locks herself in a body. People can't get in and she can't get out.
Cold wind head-on, blinked dry eyes, light look to the man, "let's go."
"Good." Mu Shaofeng can't help tightening his arms, turned his head and finally looked at the picture on the tombstone, "grandma, what I said will be fulfilled."
No matter what happens, even if the whole world deviates from itself, he will guard this woman all his life.
The woman's body gradually warmed up after she picked her up.
"Have a good rest these days. I've asked for leave from the company."
Yi Zixi nodded and said nothing.
The dawn before the storm is always without warning. In the morning, a piece of unexpected news from various media once again makes yizixi the focus.
"When the old lady died, yizixi became the real heir."
"His emptiness has already become a body."
“……”
There are innuendo in all kinds of news, all of which are directed at Yizi river. I'm afraid there are some people behind it who can put her name on the newspaper in this way.
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