Chapter 345

The fake bit his lower lip, which seemed to hurt and endured "it's okay..."

When the ink was in full bloom, he lifted his eyelids and gave Wen churan a cold look.

Wen churan noticed something wrong with the man's eyes and immediately felt a chill on his back.

"I didn't push her!" She shouted angrily.

What's that look in his eyes? Blaming her?

To be clear is not to believe her explanation!

Wen churan's anger hit his heart, and an old blood gushed up his throat.

"I didn't accept her apology! Once almost killed me. Just say I'm sorry? But what good is it for me to push her? It's not a dog blood palace play! "

When he was in full bloom, Mo was cold and didn't speak, but the fake added oil and vinegar on one side. "Shi Mo, forget it, there's nothing wrong with warmth, it's all my fault."

"Shut up!" Wen churan's anger ran up to his forehead, rushed directly to the fake, and roared with scarlet eyes, "just a fake, what else can you do except pretend?!"

I thought she could endure more days, but now she really couldn't bear it. She just broke the jar and directly tore the fake face!

How dare a fake shout? Who cares?

She must see the woman's true face today!

"Fake Wen churan" when he heard this, he immediately raised his head and looked at Wen churan. A fleeting surprise flashed across his eyes.

Although she was trying to calm herself down, she could still see the incredible in her eyes.

Now you know you're nervous?

Wen churan smiled coldly and was about to go on, but Sheng Shimo interrupted her with an angry scold.

"Enough!"

The man's face was gloomy. He took the fake, turned and left directly, and then took the fake into the bedroom.

The loud noise from slamming the door completely broke what Wen churan was about to say.

Wen churan was frozen in place. His anger was surging in his chest. He was almost angry with internal injury, but he had more helplessness.

Sheng Shimo helped the fake talk?

But was he wrong?

He didn't know it was a fake!

Realizing this, Wen churan could only pull out a bitter smile and turned sadly back to his bedroom.

On the other side, Sheng Shimo is in his bedroom, holding a first-aid kit to bandage the wound for the woman opposite.

The woman raised her eyes several times and looked at him. She pretended to be calm on the surface and said, "what does that sentence mean?"

Sheng Shimo continued to bandage without raising his head and replied casually, "you don't have to take children's nonsense seriously."

Seeing that the man didn't seem suspicious, the fake breathed a sigh of relief and pulled out a smile. "Naturally, warmth is just a child's temper. I won't care about it with her."

After bandaging, Sheng Shimo looked up and looked at the woman quietly. The mood in the bottom of his eyes was unknown.

The fake lowered his head, bit his lips and looked tangled. "Shi Mo, are you still angry about the last thing?"

Sheng Shimo was silent for a moment before opening his mouth and answering, "it's not your fault. I suddenly have a daughter. It really makes you wronged."

When the fake heard the speech, he raised his head and pretended to be surprised. "If you're not angry, I'll rest assured."

Sheng Shimo silently put things into the first aid kit and put them back in place. He looked at the woman again. "It's very late. Go back and have a rest early."

But the fake sat by the bed and didn't even move his ass.

She lowered her head and twisted her hands. It seemed that she hesitated for a long time before she summoned up her courage and whispered, "Shi Mo, can you sleep with me tonight?"

(a baby of Lanxi Xueer asked a question in the great God before. I forgot to answer some trivial things at home, so I automatically refused as soon as the deadline came. Say sorry here!)