wolf evil

He is crazy, he must be crazy, he once loved the woman outside deeply, for her, he almost gave her his heart.

Originally, when he came back this time, he just wanted to see if she was doing well, and brought a woman to stimulate her, but in the end...he forgave her without hesitation, and even slept with her, with his father enjoying a woman.

Is he really a beast?

What's more, what makes him feel damned is that when he bumps into the woman he loves happily, that stubborn and unyielding little face will appear in his mind.

Damn, why does he suddenly miss her now!

Zuo Yan came out of the bathroom, and the person on the bed was already asleep.

Looking at that small face, it looked so peaceful, breathing evenly, I don't know what brand of perfume I used on my body, it smelled fresh and nice.

He walked to the side of the bed, sat carefully beside her, stared at the little face, and stared quietly.

His slender fingers traced the delicate outline over and over again, and he seemed to have a lot of meaning.

Yaya, back then you abandoned me for 500 million, but now you avoid the old man Zuo for the sake of sex, and lie on the same bed with me, don't you know, are you really cheap?

However, knowing that you are cheap, I still love you hopelessly, even if I sleep in the same bed with my father's woman.

"Uh...uh..." At this time, the computer next to Yaya's pillow rang, Zuo Yan picked it up and took a look, there was no name, and he answered it without hesitation.

"Hi, hello, are you from Zuo Yuncheng's family?" A woman's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Zuo Yuncheng is Zuo Yan's father.

Hearing this voice, Zuo Yan frowned slightly, and faintly said two words, "Yes!"

"It's like this. Zuo Yuncheng was in a car accident due to drunk driving. He is currently being rescued at the South China People's Hospital. Please come here first!"

Hearing the voice on the other end of the phone, Zuo Yan was instantly stunned as if he had been hit in the head.

Had a car accident?Old man Zuo had a car accident?how come?