Prince in Modern Times: My VIP Boyfriend

Chapter 128 Too bad

She watched them exchange rings, watched them smile at each other happily, arm in arm.

It's just that I can't make a sound, let alone have any behavior.She seemed to be tied hands and feet, gagged, unable to do anything but watch from the sidelines.

Tears were like broken beads, rolling down the cheeks one by one.

The eyes are swollen like peaches.

In the dream, she seemed to see her heart being gouged out one after another with a gleaming white knife, and the one holding the knife was none other than Qingyu.

Seeing that he was looking at him, he also looked at her, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and she also laughed, but in the laughter, he chopped her heart into pieces.

"you're awake!"
Danny, who was wiping his sweaty head for her, saw her eyes open, and suddenly felt his eyes light up, and his heart fell slowly, "Do you want to eat something?"

She was sweating profusely, as if there was a stove in her body roasting her, so she kept sweating, even in a warm room.

She shook her head slightly, "Where is this?" There was no light in her eyes like stagnant water.

"This is your room, look, I have brought all your things here, and there are pictures of you on the wall." By doing this, does she feel like coming home?
"..." She glanced lightly, and slowly closed her eyes, as if knowing where she was was enough.

"Yuetong, you haven't eaten since yesterday, even if you don't think about yourself, you should also think about your children, get up and eat something."

Danny's voice is very soft, although he has always liked to speak loudly.
Seeing that Gu Yuetong swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but didn't intend to speak, he frowned delicately, "Mother Chen made pork rib porridge for you early in the morning, and she added ribs and coriander to it, unlike you All I boiled that day was a pile of white rice grains."

"I took a sneaky bite just now and found it really delicious. Compared to Chen Mama, your cooking skills are terrible."
"But didn't you say it was delicious?" Even if what she cooked was just white rice porridge.

(End of this chapter)