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Let the dripping hair fall on her pale face like rain, with drops of water falling down.
Luo Xiaobai¡¯s face was wet because of it. He pushed the hand on his chest and then slapped his face.
In a pair of misty eyes, unhappiness is about to overflow.
The man moved away slightly, pulled her up, turned over and sat beside her.
Reaching out and pulling out a piece of paper on the bedside table, she lightly touched her face with water.
"You and Zhou Muyan went out to watch the sunrise. Did you enjoy it?"
Luo Xiaobai paused, thinking of the sunrise picture posted on his WeChat account, and looked at him sideways.
"How did you know that Zhou Muyan and I were together?"
"Silly." He wiped her forehead with his hand, and thrust a dry towel into her hand.
Luo Xiaobai was scolded inexplicably, so he threw the towel on his head, knelt down and rubbed it vigorously in retaliation.
Grinding his teeth, he said, "My smart older cousin took more than ten hours of flying back just to ridicule me?"
"Why don't you praise you? You don't know that someone answered the phone?"
Gu Lingheng replied, reaching out and pinching the thin flesh of the little girl's waist.
Luo Xiaobai hissed in pain. The body that knelt straight suddenly dropped down and looked at him.
"Is this why you came back? Don't you know your body can't be tired?"
The concern in her tone was too obvious, and Gu Lingheng's hand on her waist suddenly tightened.
He grabbed the person into his arms, their breaths instantly collided with each other, and their eyes locked with each other fiercely.
"Is it reasonable to go out with random people? After the new year, set a wedding date as soon as possible to get rid of those people's thoughts. Otherwise, some people will always be disobedient."
Snapped!
A slap that was neither light nor heavy was slapped on Luo Xiaobai's butt.
Luo Xiaobai was stunned for a moment as if struck by lightning, and immediately pushed the man in front of him away.
"You!" She was full of energy. After saying one word, she took a deep breath and sat down again.
"Gu Lingheng, I know why you are anxious to get married. Do you think that you won't live long anyway, so you can be happy one day at a time? If you die, it won't matter?"
When the man heard her words, his brows suddenly knitted together.
Before he could say anything, Luo Xiaobai said again: "Your idea is too selfish! Let alone our identities, what is the difference between this and a fraudulent marriage? If you leave suddenly, have you ever thought about my feelings? Just like you used me to give birth to a child before, for the sake of my serum, treat me as your human blood bank?"
"Who told you I would die? Luo Xiaobai, even if Ye Fanzhou chose you, I was not the one who started it. I never thought about drawing your serum, let alone using our children ,do what."
Gu Lingheng rubbed the ground, got out of bed, and stood up.
Just when Luo Xiaobai thought he was going to get dressed and leave, his cell phone was thrown in front of her.
Luo Xiaobai glanced at Gu Lingheng and opened it without knowing it. His phone didn't even have a password.
Gu Lingheng looked at her with his hands on his hips: "Photo album."
Luo Xiaobai looked at his dusty screensaver and clicked on the photo album. The few photos in it were of her and the two little guys.
She was about to ask, what is there to see here, when the man said again: "Encrypted file, password 023"
Luo Xiaobai pointed his fingers, this numbercould it be her birthday?
She checked to show all albums, pressed the password, and the hidden pictures appeared on the screen.
Luo Xiaobai clicked on the first one and saw the words 'marriage agreement' and speeded up her browsing. As soon as the second one popped up, she saw her signature.
Her eyes widened in shock, and the picture in her hand was enlarged.
The words ¡®Luo Xiaobai¡¯ are flying and phoenix-shaped, and at the top are the iron egg claws she drew
What the hell! When was it signed? (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com