Passionate Devotion

Chapter 1581 1613 Love is in the heart, hate is in the bone 4

Leng Yeyan swept around, walked to the bedside table and took a piece of paper, and handed it to her: "Wipe it!"

Xingluo pulled it over, blowing his nose fiercely, with a loud noise, Leng Ye looked at her with her arms akimbo and stood there, staring at the back of her head, almost wanting to throw her into the bathroom and wash it again!

He seemed to notice that she was drinking, staring at the two empty red wine bottles on the terrace, grabbing her hair fiercely, and raising her head: "I warn you, if I find you drinking again, I will kill you. ..."

The word "you" was stuck in his throat because of her tearful face.

Xingluo's scalp was hurting, and his fists hit his arm one after another, trying to free his hair from his hand.

Her face was wine-red, her eyes blurred and a little drunk, the strength in Leng Yeyan's hand was relieved.

"Why cry?"

"You can control it!"

She wiped the corners of her eyes severely, buried her head, continued to eat the noodles, gulping into her mouth.

咚咚咚, knock on the door.

Leng Yesu gave her a deep gaze, turned to open the door, and after taking the coat from Tan Ming, he gave an order: "Prepare the car." After speaking, he closed the door with a slam.

He was wearing clothes with his back to her, and in a blink of an eye he was already neatly dressed, handsome, handsome, cold and charming, he was the object of a woman's **** everywhere he went, he buttoned the last button of his shirt, he should have strode Walking out, but standing there, staring at her, watching her stuffing pasta into her mouth, as if the stuffing followed torture, it was particularly dazzling.

Xing Luo raised his head and grabbed the pillow and smashed it at him: "Go away, go away, you think I want to see you, I am just like you, I don't want to stay with you for a second! You are like this bowl Spaghetti is terrible!"

In response to her, there was a loud bang, and he left.

Xing Luo put his hands on his knees, lay on the sofa, staring at the window blankly, gritted his teeth, the empty room, there was no more movement, even the sound of a man's breathing.

In the middle of the night, staying alone in the hotel feels like being abandoned by the world.

The heart is empty, so uncomfortable that I can't restrain myself.

I regret to bite my tongue.

If she just had a softer mouth, wouldn't she need to be left alone now?

I looked at the door for the Nth time. I knew it was impossible. I didn’t have any illusions. I still wanted to have that kind of dream. I dreamed that the next moment he would go and return, just like those dog abusers on Weibo. Give her a hug like someone else’s boyfriend.

As long as a hug, he will die tonight, she is willing.

But dreams are dreams;

Those boyfriends who abuse dogs belong to others!

After a while, I don't know how long it took, Xing Luo sat up again, no matter how unpalatable, he still hugged the plate, and bit by bite the cold noodles, chewing slowly into his stomach.

I wiped the corners of my eyes with my fingertips, and raised his head high, saying that he could swallow the tears back.

She was probably completely drunk, and she had auditory hallucinations.

The door of the room opened with a creak, and she looked out without warning. If someone wanted to disadvantage her at this time, it would be too easy. I am afraid that Jian Yifan knew she would be scolded to death. As a mercenary, she was so drunk. No vigilance, but knowing it is a dream, why bother to watch it?

It's all Jinghuashuiyue, and I can only thank God for reading her thoughts and making her feel like a joke.

(End of this chapter)