Get rid of the evil husband: there is a fox at home

Leng Aoxuan lowered his head, stared at her deeply, frowning tightly, "Little Ya, no matter how real that dream is, it's just a dream..."

"What past and present life, what Lonely Moon Flowing Voice, those are all characters you imagined..."

He grabbed his hand and put it on his face, rubbing it lightly, "Don't indulge in dreams anymore, okay?"

"I'm the one who really lives in your world. Look at me carefully, have you forgotten? You said you loved me..."

Seeing his painful expression, Jiang Xueya's eyes suddenly turned red. [

"Aoxuan, I haven't forgotten..."

"I loved you..."

Leng Aoxuan's body froze, he pursed his lips tightly, the corners of his lips trembling slightly, and after a while he said, "I loved it... don't you love me now?"

"Sorry, I didn't want to lie to you..."

Jiang Xueya stretched out her hand to touch his face, tears couldn't stop falling from her eyes, "I'm the one who's sorry for you, I've changed my mind..."

"You can punish me however you want..."

Leng Aoxuan stared at her in a daze, and after a while he let go of her body, and said with a wry smile, "So what am I...willing to punish you..."

"Little Ya, as you said, just treat you as crazy during this time..."

"You won't take your words seriously. I will give you a period of time. After this period of time, you will be fine..."

His body fell to the other side, his handsome face was full of indifference.

Along the way, he didn't make any sound.

After arriving at the company, he got out of the car first, then glanced at Jiang Xueya again, and said coldly, "Send her back..."

After finishing speaking, he closed the car door heavily.

Since Jiang Xueya went back, it was equivalent to being imprisoned.

Leng Aoxuan ordered that she was not allowed to leave the villa again.

During this period of time, Leng Aoxuan went out early and returned late every day, and they hardly met each other.

In fact, Jiang Xueya knew when he came back every day.

When he came back, she wasn't asleep at all.

Every day, I heard his footsteps stop in front of her door. [

It always took a long time before the sound of his leaving footsteps sounded again.