cold wife

Chapter 43
Shu Junhao was stunned, and looked at her in astonishment: "What?"

Ai Bao'er didn't answer, and she kissed him in the next second, with her small hands around his neck, and her wine-scented lips pressed against his.

Shu Junhao's eyes were deep, and his whole body was stiff.

At that moment, Shu Junhao felt that his heart had stopped beating.

I don't know how long after kissing, Ai Bao'er let go of his little hand around his neck, and the two lips parted. She took a step back, looked at his inexplicably handsome face, and said with her lips curled up: "That day , it's you, right?"

Ai Baoer said this firmly, without a trace of doubt, a complete affirmation.

Shu Junhao's body froze, and he nodded after a long time.

"I'm sorry," he said.

In his heart, he was the one who took advantage of others.

In fact, Leng Qing drank a lot of wine that day and became unconscious. His mobile phone dropped on the sofa. He saw that it was supposed to be put back for him, but at that time the phone rang, and the name on it was "Little" Fairy", at that moment, he knew it was her, like a ghost, he answered the phone, and there was her cry for help.

When he rushed to her side, she was already unconscious, holding him and kissing him non-stop. He thought about taking her to Yedu and letting Leng Qing save her, but he didn't even know why, he just Don't want to do that.

He loves her, even if he has only met her twice, he still loves her without any reason. In the past 30 years, no one has ever given him such a feeling, as if it came from the vibration of the soul!

He thought that just this one time, just this one time, he would return her back, and then everyone would not know it was him, but he didn't expect that after returning her, his heart also went with him, and he What's more, she didn't expect that she could recognize him with just one kiss!

Ai Baoer shrugged her shoulders, sat back again, took a sip of her wine and said, "Well, it stands to reason that I should be the one to thank you."

Shu Junhao looked at her, feeling a little pain in his heart, because he knew that she didn't care about that time at all, unlike him, it might be the best memory of his life.

He restrained his emotions slightly, as if he suddenly thought of something, and asked with a sinister look between his brows and eyes: "What happened to you that time? Who drugged you?"

"Well, don't frown, and don't make this expression, it's not suitable for you, I prefer your clean look." Ai Bao'er didn't answer him, but said so.

Under Shu Junhao's surprised expression, she kicked off the shoes on her feet, shrank her legs on the sofa, curled her legs together, and said dyingly while sipping the red wine in the glass: "That's my brother He tried to rape me that day, and then I blew his head off and ran out."

When she said this, Ai Baoer's tone was very calm, as if she was talking about other people's affairs.

Maybe she didn't know, she was shrinking into a ball and looking lonely, it really hurt Shu Junhao's heart, his throat was a little hoarse and dry, but he couldn't say a word.

Ai Bao'er glanced at him, handed over the cup in her hand, pouted her red mouth and said, "Give me another cup, I'm in a good mood today, let me tell you a story, um, my story, my story I haven't talked to anyone for a long time, I want to tell you, do you want to listen?"

Shu Junhao nodded, got up and poured another glass of wine for her, and handed it to her.

Ai Bao'er took the cup and didn't drink it right away, but put it in front of her eyes a few times, looked at Shu Junhao through the red liquid, and asked, "Do you believe in Buddhism?"

(End of this chapter)