"What a stubborn woman you are!"
Huangfu Yun looked at Mo Xiaodai's red face and grabbed her hair, pulling her head away from the pillow.
Yun'er, I've looked for you for eighteen years. You've come to my side for two years. I've already lost you for nearly four months now … I crazily miss you, crazily miss you. This woman is nothing, but she has the same color and eyes as you. I'll temporarily replace you and let you let me express my crazy thoughts about you …
Huangfu Yun crazily invaded and occupied Mo Xiaodan. He closed his eyes, unwilling and unwilling to let anyone see the emotions in them.
It was just like that night at Mrs Qiao's banquet. He was alone in the darkness as he watched the specks of light in the sky. He had told the darkness of his sorrow and told Yun'er his favorite star.
The woman he would forever lose, who could read the pain in his heart...
The salty sea breeze gently blew against the white curtains, bringing in a wisp of weak sunlight.
The woman on the bed was sprawled on the bed, her back covered with bruises. She seemed to be sleeping with her eyes closed, her fan like eyelashes casting a shadow under her eyelids.
The fluttering curtain swept down the rose vase on the windowsill. Clang! Mo Xiaodan opened her eyes in panic and sat up from the bed, hugging the quilt which was rolled up on the corner of the bed.
Her soul hadn't settled yet, and her eyes were like frightened deer. The hands hugging the blanket were shivering. Of course, she remembered how Huangfu Yunyin, that devil, had tortured her last night.
He's gone?
Mo Xiao Dai looked around and found that when there was no trace of Huangfu Yunyin in the room, she had flung aside the blanket that was filled with the faint smell of tobacco that was carried by Huangfu Yunyin. When she stepped off the bed, her body was so sore that she almost fell to the ground.
Mo Xiaodai, you can't be so useless!
Mo Wuji gritted his teeth and walked straight into the bathroom. She needed to wash off the disgusting smell on her body.