Runaway wife is very charming

Chapter 209 Confession...Is it for her?

etc!Confession...Is it for her?

[I fell in love with her at first sight, does that count? ] He answered the media in this way.

【Wen Qingruo, what if I fell in love with you at first sight? ] He once answered Wen Qingruo like this.

【Elvis, is your personal perfume exhibition an implicit confession? ] The media asked him.

【I do not deny. 】He had a half-smile, a nice smile on his thin lips.

[Wen Qingruo...I miss you very much, I miss you very much...I won't let you go...]

Wen Qingruo stared blankly at the screen, did Elvis confess his love to her at the perfume show?

Otherwise, why would he say that I miss you very much last night? ...

Looking up at the screen, at this moment, Elvis smiled at the camera, his eyes were as black as deep holes, and his thin lips were a beautiful rose red...

Wen Qingruo turned her face away, her breathing was slightly unstable——

She turned off the TV and leaned weakly against the head of the bed.

Damn it... Wen Qingruo pressed her dizzy temple hard, trying to wake herself up...

I hope that I am thinking too much, I hope that she is too passionate, I hope that the woman Elvis likes is not her, and the woman who fell in love at first sight is not her...

Wen Qingruo hopes that she can deceive herself and others.

In this way, you don't have to be entangled in two relationships, and you don't have to feel guilty about both parties.

She won't feel guilty about that scumbag Yan Junchen because she herself is married, nor will she feel guilty about Elvis' liking...

Wen Qingruo was a little annoyed, but the more she thought about it, the more entangled she became...

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A man was sitting next to the wine cabinet, holding a wine glass in his jade-white hand, and the amber liquid was slowly rippling.

The thick champagne-colored curtains are all drawn, and the indoor light is not sufficient at all, but it has a kind of extravagance.

There is no light, the man's profile is handsome, with a high nose bridge, and there is a small shadow on the profile.

The eyelashes are very long, and his eyes are lowered, making the eyeliner even narrower.

In fact, if you look carefully, it is not difficult to find the forbearance of loneliness on his face.

"pat-"

The door was pushed open from the outside,

The man raised his head lightly, still with a breezy expression, "Are you here to supervise the work again? Or are you here for revenge?"

"Tch, anyway, you have left me on the road not once or twice, what revenge is there?"

The assistant pouted and sat down beside Elvis, "What's the matter? Why did you start drinking again?"

"What is you? I don't drink alcohol on weekdays, and it's not like you don't know."

Elvis picked up the wine glass and drank it, the spicy feeling spread along his chest.

If it wasn't for...Wen Qingruo ran away so coldly last night, why would he drink like this?

She didn't even look back at him.

Thinking of this, Elvis felt even more bitter.

"Tsk tsk, is it about your mysterious girlfriend?"

The assistant rolled his eyes, pretending to regret, "Even the famous Elvis will worry about women's affairs..."

"..." Elvis ignored him, "You will die if you don't say a word?"

"It's rare to find an opportunity to tease you, why don't I seize it?"

"Go to hell." Elvis threw him a wine glass, his eyes were slightly drunk, but his mind was still clear, "Drink with me."

"What stimulated you today?"

The assistant frowned, Elvis opened another bottle of tequila,

He never drank alcohol before, let alone such spirits, at most Elvis only drank red wine,
Beside the table were three empty tequila bottles, was he stimulated by drinking so much alcohol so abnormally today?

(End of this chapter)