Mr Bo's Spoiling His Sweet Wife

"Tang poetry."

When the man called her, it was crisp and neat, just like the wind passing by and quickly ending. It was cold and cold. Tang poetry laughed red eyes, "thin little."

She finally had the courage to face him.

Thin night forward, Tang poetry back, two people in invisible confrontation, she said, "thin little, go forward again, get too close."

Thin night standing in her not far away, the man meaningful smile, "no matter how close have."

"But I forgot."

Tang poetry quietly resisted his approach. When women laugh, they look like innocent children. At first glance, it seems that time goes back to their first glance.

But she said, "Bo Shao calls me, is it something?"

So strange and alienated.

Thin night holding the cup of fingers root tightening, as if clenching the throat of Tang poetry.

For a long time, the man just escaped a few syllables from the throat, "Tang poetry, you changed."

Yeah, I changed.

If I don't change, I will die.

Tang poetry smile bitterly, as if dancing on the tip of a knife, even if the next second will usher in destruction, but she also according to the single all accept, "take your blessing."

A few words, like a sharp blade gouging out his heart, slowly gathered a deep frown on the thin night. He said slowly in a tone that could not be understood in Tang poetry, "do you hate me?"

Tang poetry is like hearing a big joke, chuckling.

For a long time, she just shook her head, she said, "Bo Ye, you come to talk with me about hate or hate, this problem, you do not deserve."

The thin night body shakes, the Tang poetry smile dazzled, she is no doubt dazzling and brilliant, five years ago she was, now five years later, she still easily can arouse the attention of men, women's every smile is amorous, but it is a pity that the eyes smile cold and cruel.

She said, "thin night, there is a kind of hate, has come to the end of the mountain, and even hate or hate has no matter."

"You are as strong as arsenic to me."

Tang poetry came forward and passed him lightly. The man reached for her slender wrist, but she pulled it out. She walked to another man's arms in front of him and said, "poison has gone to the bone and is in the end. You ask me if I hate it? Of course I hate it. How much I loved you before, and how much I hated you later. But now. "

She put her arms around the neck of the man in front of her. When she turned back, she saw the crack in the eyes of thin night. Tang poetry laughed like a goblin. "Thin night, years can never be turned back. When a person is deprived of nothing, there is nothing in the world that can trap her."

The devil named hate ate all her reason. When the remaining warmth was broken by the thin night, the desperate people would have no fear.

Because she has nothing to lose, so everything can be lost, she has nothing to fear!

The pupil of thin night is tight a little bit, a pair of dark eyes like the night. At this moment, the pupil is like a wind rising from the ground. In his eyes, it is sweeping into a snowstorm, which is so vast that it almost engulfs the projection of Tang poetry in his eyes.

Su Qi did not expect that he would be used to stab another man.

Tang Shi loosened his arm around his neck and whispered, "thank you so much for your cooperation."

Then the woman quickly left, disappeared at the end of the two men's sight, she walked out of the crowd, disappeared into the crowd, as if the previous face-to-face was just an illusion.

But, but.

However, in the chest of thin night, the organ known as the heart beat violently, and every beat was involved with a tingling sense of pleasure flowing in his blood wantonly.

Five years ago, the presumptuous and proud Miss Tang came back.

With him A thousand cuts and bloody hatred.