Wife-loving addiction: Luo Shao, good morning

Chapter 404 Just, Don't Leave Me 1
Di smiled slightly, "Have you ever heard this saying, too many love words will turn into flowing lies."

And Luo Shu didn't speak.

Then Di Qian continued, "You smell like perfume. You said before that the smell of rouge and gouache is what you hate the most."

But now you have the smell of rouge powder on your body, not pungent, but still a quiet fragrance.

Di Qian's voice is very elegant, and very weak, she is numb now.

Luo Shu roared in his heart, if he knew earlier, he shouldn't have let Lingo wear any kind of perfume, and it was because of his own brain at that time that he let Lingo wear women's perfume!

"Trust me, it won't."

Luo Shu couldn't say anything, he could only tighten his fists, but the gauze tied was very obtrusive, and Di Qian also saw it with sharp eyes, "I dare not." Di Qian could only speak dimly, and Tears slid out of his eyes, he had women's perfume on him, the smell of other women.

Luo Shu hugged Di Qian suddenly, but the woman in his arms didn't respond at all, and in the end, he just "let go of me."

"Don't let go." Luo Shu explained stiffly. He knew that letting go was like air, so he couldn't hold it anymore.Luo Shu brushed Diqian's eye sockets with his fingertips, and it was moist. He felt uncomfortable, but he couldn't tell the truth.

Otherwise, it would make Di Qian feel even more uncomfortable.

So the deeper discomfort, he bears alone.

Di Qian pulled away his hand holding his body, and said word by word, the language was fierce, "I said, we are finished, didn't you hear clearly?"

Luo Shu hugged her tightly, wishing to embed her in his body, "Even if you hate me, I won't let you go."

"I'm tired." Di Qian knew it was useless to argue, so she stopped.

In the end, Luo Shu hugged Di Qian in his arms and carried him to the master bedroom on the second floor, but Di Qian, who had been quietly in Luo Shu's arms, said, "I'm going to the guest room on the third floor."

The figure of Luo Shu walking towards the master bedroom was startled, his throat was so bitter that he couldn't speak, but he still tried his best to calm down and replied, "Okay."

Whatever she wants to do, follow her.
Just, don't leave me.
Luo Shu went to the guest room on the third floor, then put Di Qian on the bed, lifted the quilt, and tightly covered her body.

The light at the head of the bed was very soft, and Di Qian immediately closed his eyes, not looking at Luo Shu in front of him.

Luo Shu squatted beside the bed, then rubbed her face with his fingers, and threw out the broken hair in her mouth, and then looked at her tightly like this.

An hour maybe?
or two hours?

Luo Shu just looked at her quietly until finally Di Qian went from dozing to actually falling asleep.

Luo Shu was still here, looking at Di Qian's sleeping face, but Di Qian was not sleeping peacefully, his brows were still slightly frowned in his sleeping state.

Di Qian kicked the quilt away, Luo Shu went to pull it back and cover it again, but touched Di Qian's cold palm.

Luo Shu was heartbroken, he didn't want her to suffer.
Everything started because of him.

Di Qian didn't sleep very well, and sometimes he would say nonsense, "Don't. Don't come here."

Mood fluctuated a lot, Luo Shu patted Di Qian's back lightly, caressing, as if coaxing a child, "Be good, don't be afraid, I'm here."

But she didn't know that the scary person Di Qian dreamed about was herself.

But after being patted by Luo Shu, Di Qian surprisingly slept very calmly.

Breathing is also normal.

A hoarse voice echoed in the air, "I live, you live, I die, you live."

　Brother Luo's confession.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)