"Master Fu, what do you mean? I don't seem to understand. "

Song yu'er let him hold his hand, but he didn't mean to take back the ring.

"Are you going after me?"

Fu Si Mu put the ring away, turned around and said naturally, "I don't like you wearing another man's ring in front of me."

She's another man

Song yu'er couldn't help laughing. She went forward and took the initiative to hold his hand. She pushed him down on the sofa: "I can understand that you are jealous now?"

There was a smile in her eyes, and the depression seemed to be swept away.

Fu simu suddenly turned over and pressed her under his body. He lowered his head to bite her lips: "you can understand as you want, but in front of me, you can only belong to me."

His action is a bit rude, and song yu'er hardly has any resistance. She is immersed in his beautiful tenderness, embracing his neck with her hands and enjoying the kiss with her eyes closed.

After the kiss, song yu'er said with a smile: "young master Fu Er is so overbearing. I don't know if your fiancee knows. Does she like to be treated so rudely and gently like me?"

Fu simu's ears were stained with a thin layer of red, and he gasped to avoid his sight.

Song yu'er's fingers gently untied the button on his shirt: "if I tell you that the ring is not Zhong Long's, it's the one you gave me when we first got together?"

Fu simu's action stopped. He looked up and looked at her eyes quietly, as if he wanted to see if she was lying in her eyes.

"You forget that and you are jealous of me. Fu simu, you really don't have me in your heart!"

Her long sigh, soft red lips did not stop, bit by bit kissing his chin, gradually down.

When they were together, they went shopping together. They bought each other a ring, which can be regarded as their token of affection.

At that time, song yu'er firmly thought that Fu simu was a poor student. She loved him so much that she didn't allow him to buy an expensive ring, so she bought a cheaper one.

Fu Si Mu kept in mind that he would find another chance to buy a bigger one for her later. As for the one she insisted on buying, he never paid attention to it.

Now I think of the details of the past, and the guilt in my heart surged out like a tide. Without saying a word, he held her fingers and even more affectionately kissed her lips.

……

The night is deep and the moon is lonely.

In the empty room, on the soft bed, song yu'er's long black hair spread on the pillow, and her white and delicate face showed a look of pain.

The hair on her forehead was gradually wet with sweat, and her fingers were dragging the quilt on her body, like falling into a deep nightmare.

In the dream, she holds the little moon's cold body and pleads for the man standing in front of her with hoarse voice.

"Fu simu, I beg you to save her, save our daughter, OK? Look at her, look at her

Fu simu always turned his back to them and did not look back at the children in her arms. His handsome face was extremely cold and heartless, and his voice was even colder: "song yu'er, I have said that we are not people in the same world, I want to go back to my world."

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