"Nothing."

"Nothing!" Li juefeng grabbed her collar, lifted her up, and looked at her fiercely. "I've been locked up here. I haven't seen my lover for such a long time. What did you tell me you didn't do?"

When she saw that he aimed his gun at Chu Shixiu, she was so scared that she almost cried. She begged him in front of so many people

She did a lot for Chu Shixiu.

He usually plays a high role in front of him. When he arrives at Chu Shixiu, he does all kinds of things, and even asks him

"What do you want us to do in the car?" Gu Xiaoai was grabbed by his collar and asked back. His eyes looked contemptuously at his dark eyes, and his voice was cold, "like what you and a woman do in the car?"

"Gu Xiaoai!" Li Jue roared, raised his fist and fell down

"Today is my birthday."

Gu Xiaoai heavy next Mou voice light tunnel.

Li Jue Feng's fist stopped on her cheek and did not fall.

Her soft voice made him feel.

"Today is my 22nd birthday. He came to wish me a happy birthday." Gu Xiaoai sat on the bed with a cold voice, "so... We really didn't do anything in the car."

“……”

"And I've never slept with him."

“……”

"I forgot my birthday. He remembers it." Gu Xiaoai sneered, "you should... Have never been in love with a person for so many years? Have you ever had a desire or hope that has nothing to do with flesh or body? "

On her birthday, he made her cook twenty-eight bowls of noodles, and then let her watch him pour them out

How ironic.

"..." Li Jue Feng's hand stagnated and loosened her collar.

Gu Xiaoai's breathing was smooth at last. His nose was sour and astringent. He turned his eyes and looked at the French window. The picture of Li Jue kissing seemed to reappear.

It can't go away.

The depressive atmosphere of the master bedroom is so dull and quiet that people suffocate.

"Get out of here!" Li Jue Feng suddenly said, "let Tong Ma come up and change the quilt!"

“……”

Don't you think she's dirty his quilt sitting here now?

How clean is he, and why does he think she is not clean?

"OK, I'll go away."

Gu Xiaoai, as always, does not talk nonsense. He stands up from the bed and walks outside the door. He looks up slightly. His eyes are so sour that he can't help crying