I don't want a second-hand man: my wife turns over

In fact, in prison, it's not that scary.

Sasha is here, every time she takes a step, her internal organs throb heavily.

With some pain.

Inside the prison, it was clean and the sun was as warm as outside.

There's really no difference, except for the freedom. [

Stretching out her hand, after brewing her emotions for a long time, Sasha opened the door, and saw Qin Minglang sitting behind the thick glass.

When Qin Minglang saw Shasha coming in, his eyelids only raised slightly, and the corners of his eyes contracted subtly and imperceptibly.

The pupils are very black, like midnight, so dark that Sasha can't see clearly what Qin Minglang is thinking in his heart at this moment.

Sasha picked up the phone and looked at Qin Minglang.

So close, yet so far away.

Qin Minglang's eyes were icy cold, even though Sasha had exhausted all her efforts, she still couldn't clearly see a trace of Qin Minglang's warmth.

"Slow down, are you okay?"

Qin Minglang's voice sounded like it was coming from far away in the sky, with a hint of gentleness and worry.

Sasha looked at Qin Minglang's mouth shape and closed her eyes.

Qin Minglang's voice was buzzing, like an all-pervasive magic voice.

From her ear, it rushed into the bottom of her heart, arousing layer after layer of ripples, long, continuous, thin, and broken.

"Bright>

Just staring blankly at a place of nothingness, eyes lost focus.

"Sasha, what are you talking about?" Qin Minglang was taken aback when he heard what Shasha said, and then leaned back.

Even in such a place, Qin Minglang's publicity and arrogance were vividly displayed.

He half closed his eyes, hiding all the thoughts in his eyes.

"Mingming, you already guessed it, right?"

Sasha smiled softly.

Although, she was staring at Qin Minglang fiercely at this moment. [

Through a layer of glass, he could still clearly see all of Qin Minglang's expressions.

Qin Minglang looked at her, but didn't seem to be looking at her.