New Husband's So Energetic

"I like him! I like Michelle

"Pa --" a crisp sound, a slap hard fan in Yunsu right small face.

Eardrum quiver, right ear in a burst of buzz, Yunsu for a long time can not hear any other sound.

"Only you love him? Is only your love great? Why are you so conceited to cross into us? " The question was a little shrill.

Fan her, song Qiao burst into tears.

She crouched down and wept, and the tears wet her make-up.

Very embarrassed, also very fragile, not at all like the bright star, not like the arrogant woman before.

At that moment

Yunsu's heart, inexplicably some subtle pain.

That kind of feeling, not guilty, but really uncomfortable, as if the chest was blocked by something in general.

From the beginning, she only thought about her love, but never considered the feelings of others

"What's going on?" A slightly cold voice came between them.

Instead of easing the atmosphere, it made the air a little colder.

Michelle dark eyes light, looking at two people.

One was standing, one was squatting, one was red and swollen, the other was crying

He frowned, vaguely aware of something.

"I'll take a bath first." Yunsu, suddenly. Instead of looking at Michelle, he looked down at Song Qiao.

She turned and went into the bathroom. Leave space for them.

Michelle's deep eyes follow her.

That lonely figure, under a close look, will find that there is a bit of fragile shaking.

His deep black eyes were a little deeper, but there was no voice to stay.

"Get up." Joe's eyes moved slowly to his grievance. Wide palm, spread in front of her. To pull her.

Song Qiao didn't dare to get up. He was afraid that her make-up would cost her face.

Michelle took a towel and handed it to her.

"Stop crying. Let's have a good talk. " He said, with a heavy tone.

Song Qiao did not speak, took a towel to cover his face, did not borrow his hand, but stood up.

She turned the door and went into the outer room of the bathroom. After washing her face with a towel, she came out. Her eyes were still red.

Michelle looked at her, and then looked at the sound of the bathroom, he walked out of the room in silence.

Song Qiao followed him slowly, his fist clenched tightly to one side, some white.

They stopped in the quiet corridor.

He's tall and straight, leaning against the wall.

His eyes, casting through the window, seemed to be thinking for a long time.

After a while

"You hit Yunsu?" He took back his eyes and looked at Song Qiao, a little cold.

She sneered.

The first question she asked was an outsider.

"Yes." It's on this one. There's no need to hide it.

He nodded, but she didn't.

Eyes moved to the window, floating for a long time, as if in the suppression of emotions that thin sullen.

For a long time, he came back to his mind, deep eyes, no wave.

"Thank you for more than a year, and I'm sorry." His tone is sincere.

The voice is very deep, it is a kind of dusk.

Song Qiao thought, she was once lost in his unique temperament!

"Why thank you and why are you sorry?" She laughed at herself.

It's only two days since I came to Tahiti. The situation between them is not as good as her naive reverie. On the contrary It's getting worse, it's going to crash

"Thank you for giving and loving me this year. Sorry, I didn't fall in love with you while enjoying your love." He is honest to the point of cruelty.

She's trying to make things right, she's paying for love, and he doesn't have any feelings. Therefore, some small movements, he will not point her.

She laughed, a little bleak.

Want to force tears back to the eye socket, but fell to the corner of the eye.

This man, there is a kind of inadvertent cruelty. She was obsessed with this cruelty.

"Let's end it." As light as a sigh voice, but with irrefutable determination.

Or say it out

She didn't even feel surprised at all, only hurt and pain

"If I don't mind. You don't love me Can we go on? " She choked. The answer to the question is that she has no hope.

He smile shallow, smile a little distant.

"Why do you say it so grandiose?" Stimulated, she sneered at Michelle, "you fell in love with Jane Yunsu. You have a figure in your heart, so you should take me out of lifeJust for a while

This man, and her farther

"Yunsu is right. If I don't love you, I don't need to consume you. Why waste your youth. "

Jane Yunsu again!

He frowned with a determined tone.

"Don't think you know me too well." His indifferent eyes returned to his usual indifference.

"Stay for one night and go together tomorrow." When the words fell, he turned and decided to be sharp.

It indicates that, between them, the complete end

"Michelle! Don't forget, Jane Yunsu is your niece! You are! "

Behind him, a scream cut into his heart.

Songqiao still left.

Packed up and left all night. No crying, no making, but left a lot of desolation.

After dinner, the night sank.

Yunsu ran to the top of the building alone. The light on the roof was a little fuzzy. The moon is shrouded in smoke. The sea breeze blows, with the salty taste of sea salt.

In the distance, there are so many stars that we can't tell whether it's the navigation lights on the sea or the stars hanging in the sky.

Her heart, a little heavy.

Suddenly - a steady footstep sound came gently.

The position around her was occupied. She smelled, a unique fragrance belonging to men, with the sea breeze blowing into her nose.

She turned her face slightly.

He is tall and slender figure, oblique mapping down, covering her. Tonight, he is a pure black casual clothes, hair is still wet, seems to have just bathed out. There was a mystery and dignity in the whole person.

"Why did you come?" She asked.

"Come and see you." He held out his slender fingers and raised her little face. "Does it hurt?" Eyebrows, wrinkled deeply.

This slap, fan really spare no effort.

"Of course it hurts." She flattened her lips and told the truth.

The strength of holding her chin was lighter.

"It seems a little swollen." He glanced at her. "How can you be so insensitive and stand and let her slap you?"

"It doesn't matter. I made money anyway."

He looked at her suspiciously.

"I put her boyfriend to sleep. Do you want to make money?" Shrug, but there is no previous complacent tone.

Tonight, what happened to the little girl?

"What's the matter? It looks very unhappy. " Such a she, let him some not used to. He frowned. "Is it a pain in the face? I'll see if there's a drugstore here

He wants to blame song Qiao a little bit. She has the heart to put such a heavy hand on her.

"Uncle, song Qiao seems to really like you..." She turned suddenly to face him.

"What do you want to say?"

"No She shook her head. "It's just that suddenly I feel sorry for her."

"Once love is given, it is inevitable that there will be no return; if not, it will inevitably hurt. Sympathy is not for love. " This topic is a little heavy.

"And I'll get hurt, too?" She blinked at the man around her, and then returned to her little daughter's feeling, "I'm afraid of pain..."

This slap is her limit

He chuckled low and stroked her head.

"You are so young that you don't know what love is." He gently took her hand, her hand, a little cold.

His warm palms, wrapped around her, conveyed some temperature to her.

"Come on, go back to your room and let me have a good look at your right face."

They left hand in hand.

On the top of the building, a nearly fanatical vision in the dark place tightly condenses the back of the two people leaving.

For a long time

A man in a dark purple shirt stepped out of the dark, followed by several bodyguards.

Under the dim light, his gorgeous and feminine face was reflected, and his noble temperament seemed to be born with him.

"It's late, sir." The assistant stepped forward to remind him. "Your body..."

The man interrupted him coldly, "help me check the identity of the girl."

His eyes, only stop in the boundless night. As gloomy as the night.

"Yes The assistant obviously understood who he was talking about, only answering, not asking much.

The man nodded, the mood of the eye fundus is complex and difficult to distinguish.

Lips have been moving, only say two words

Michelle

In the hotel.

Blurred light hit her half of the small face, the red more distinct.

He pinched her chin between his fingers, and his face was gloomy.

He had a cold face and snorted. Get up, into the bathroom, skillfully twisted a hot towel out.

Hot towel, gently covering half of her face.

Warm temperature, suddenly let her face pain as if to stop a lot."It's going to get bigger tomorrow." He said calmly, the tone is colder, as if still mixed with a few angry ideas. The strength on the hand is not even increased at all.

He seldom does such meticulous things. This is very strange to him.

"Am I ugly like this?" She touched his hand, which covered his face with a towel, and asked him dully. She cared about himself in his eyes.

"Well." Light should a, even comfort are too much.

He didn't look at her, his eyes only focused on her hot towel, action carefully.

She dropped her shoulders.

"Uncle, you are so bad!" She pursed her lips and pulled his hair restlessly, trying to express her dissatisfaction. "At this time, you should say," no, no matter what you look like, it's lovely! " To comfort my wounded heart

His tight face gradually eased.

"Isn't it a pain in the face and so much talk?" He gave her a smirk.

"It doesn't seem to hurt much now." She laughed, "ouch..." It hurt her face and made her grin.

In fact, she was not so afraid of pain in the Bai family before.

Being beaten and beaten is a common thing, but she doesn't feel pain.

Now this slap down, originally nothing happened, but was asked by Michelle, she felt particularly painful.

Michelle's thick eyebrows wrinkled.

"Stop talking, or it will be more ugly." He turned the hot towel over and put it back on her face.

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