my gambling boyfriend

Chapter 261

He was still like a gust of wind, but definitely not gentle, with some gloom in it, when the door opened, he stepped in without saying a word, Lan Mo was a little nervous, at this moment he would scare her.

However, she still tried her best to calm down and poured him a glass of water.

He sat silently on the sofa and looked at her with distant but deep eyes.

The atmosphere became depressing, and Lan Mo felt guilty when he looked at her. She had said she liked him a few days ago, and she promised to keep her distance from Guan Zichen.

But now, everything has changed. She is always sorry for him.

"You're hurt." He used an affirmative sentence, looking at her left arm, just stating a fact.

Lan Mo subconsciously stretched out her hand to cover her arm, before she opened her mouth to say something, but he interrupted again.

"But, you didn't tell me, but, you are with Guan Zichen, Lan Mo, should you give me an explanation?" An Haodong's voice was finally no longer calm, breaking the calm, it was already a storm.

He couldn't even sit down anymore, got up, walked to her side, and looked down at her condescendingly.

Today, if it wasn't for Sang Xia who suddenly called him and told him suddenly, would she plan to continue like this forever?Betrayal, the most unacceptable thing in his life is betrayal.

Then, he saw her get up, eyes full of guilt, but said so firmly: "Senior, I'm sorry."

"What does your sorry mean? Lan Mo, I said, if you choose me, you have no right to betray!" An Haodong lost control and grabbed her shoulder and shook it lightly.

There is only guilt in her eyes, and all the chasing in the past has disappeared.

"I'm sorry, I don't know if that's not called liking, I'm really sorry for you, senior, I'm sorry." Lan Mo was a little shocked when he saw his hideous face, so he could only helplessly say sorry over and over again.

"Isn't it called liking?" An Haodong repeated, narrowing his eyes dangerously, a blood-thirsty light flashed across his eyes, this was the first time Lan Mo saw his expression like this, almost suffocated.

"You mean, you've been playing with me? Are you in love with Guan Zichen again now? Are you going to break up with me?"

His tone was very light, but the light of blood devouring was stronger. No matter whether he loved this woman or not, he couldn't bear the betrayal, couldn't bear the sadness of his mother again and again, and finally died of depression.

(End of this chapter)