¡°By the way, I have prepared a lot of changes of clothes for you, which is very convenient¡±
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I don¡¯t know what happened, maybe I was tired of dealing with men, so I finally went to wash up.
When she was fully embraced by the man, she realized that she was not as heartless as she thought.
Sheng Xi repaired the wound in his heart. In fact, the way he hugged the woman was quite detrimental to his wound, and it was even very painful.
But, he just couldn't control himself. He was greedy for the smell of her bodylike a madman who was intoxicated and couldn't extricate himself.
He lowered his head slightly and could see her beautiful and graceful neck.
Her skin is really good, the color of snow is creamy, more delicate than the fine mutton-fat white jade, not to mention she has such a delicate fragrance
Sheng Xixiu breathed deeply, kissed her neck gently with his thin lips, and whispered in her ear, "Xin'er, what are your plans if you get divorced?"
Mu Zhao¡¯s originally closed eyes slowly opened. To be honest, she hadn¡¯t thought that far ahead.
She may only have a general direction, but she looked a little dazed, "What does this have to do with you?"
Sheng Xixiu said nothing, but held her arm tightly.
Mu Zhao raised his head at this time, and what he met was the man's dark eyes.
Those eyes were dark and deep, airtight, and faintly overflowing with great sadness and sourness.
She didn¡¯t dare to look directly at him for too long, her eyes fell slightly on the man¡¯s cold and curved chin, and she smiled softly: ¡°Sheng Xixiu, if we get divorced, we will have no relationship anymore.¡±
She said it straightforwardly without any euphemisms.
Sheng Xixiu only felt that the pain in his heart was getting denser and more urgent. It hurt so much that he couldn't even tell whether it was because of the wound or because of the pain in his heart.
His face quickly turned pale and there was no blood. After a long time, he suppressed his tone and said lightly: "Sleep."
After he said this, he lowered his head and looked at her little face.
She really closed her eyes, as if the ruthless words she had spoken before were not hers.
The edge has faded, and she is just an ignorant and fearless child. She is small, curled up in his arms, blending with his breath but unable to open her locked door.
Do you really want to leave?
Divorced, as she said, they have no relationship anymore.
What kind of life she will live in the future, whoever sleeps next to her, who loves her, who she loves, who she marries and has children with, life, old age, illness and death are no longer related to him.
It has nothing to do with him anymore!
Why can¡¯t my heart bear it just by thinking about it?
He subconsciously closed his arms and held her tightly in his arms without leaving any room, as if she was the only one left in his world.
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When Mu Zhao woke up, the sunset was slightly setting, and the shallow sunset cast a layer of soft light on the man's handsome face.
He was sleeping deeply, but his arms hugged her tightly.
She didn¡¯t dare to move rashly. From her angle, she could vaguely see that the gauze on his heart was already bright red, and there was blood seeping out.
Her heart skipped a beat and she felt inexplicably sad.
why?
Why do we still torture each other like this when it is obviously impossible?
His biological father and mother, because his grandma died, but her grandma was lost in his hands.
How can we erase the resentment and hurt in their hearts? How can we whitewash peace so that we can be both happy and happy?
If there is no enmity between them
¡°If he had always been well-intentioned
If he always respects her: no deception, no harm (remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com