There is no trace of crying

Beiming Shaoxi pulled her hand and led her to stagger forward.

The hotel was chartered, and the restaurant had the same hot pot that they had a few years ago.

It's very spicy. It's very spicy. It's very spicy.

The fog was dense. Ji An'an looked at the hot pot and pinched himself with his hand on his leg. He laughed: "uncle, who's going to eat hotpot in the western restaurant?"

Beiming Shaoxi throws vegetables into the hot pot, which she likes to eat.

Ji'an's throat is slightly choked. He doubts her because she is too kind to Leo and little ash?

Once she is exposed, she can't stay. She cherishes such a time. She has to pretend.

Throughout the dinner, she told funny jokes. Beiming Shaoxi did not say a word, but ate it in silence. Although he could eat spicy food with Ji An'an, the hot pot still made him choke and cough.

His lips were as red as four and a half years ago.

He ordered a lot of wine and drank it one after another.

"Uncle, don't drink..."

Ji'an grabs his cup and he picks it up again.

Like the day she got married, he drank a lot of wine, the most drunk in history.

Ji'an felt his depression as if a volcano was about to erupt, so he stopped.

Drunk Beiming Shaoxi is held by the hotel staff into his exclusive suite, where Ji An'an once lived with him.

The first time I threw it to him in this room and the big bed.

The little seal of Beiming was planted on the bed, crooked.

He can forgive Ji'an not to want him, but he can't tolerate her not recognizing him!

The past experience is like a knife engraved in his bones, but she said not to want

She came back to him and pretended to be someone else, afraid that he would force her to be with him?

If he was such a person, he would not let her go and give her the chance to choose.

The right corner of Shaoxi's right eye was full of tears, which came from the deepest part of his soul.

He leaned sideways, his face buried, tears coming out of his pillow on the right. He frowned, not knowing he was crying.

Then, his right eye also began to shed tears, along the corner of his eye low jump over the bridge of his nose, oblique slide down.

Ji'an calls hot water from the bathroom: "uncle, are you ok?"

Beiming Shaoxi is not drunk. His mind is very clear, but his brain is a little confused.

He wanted to be a fool who couldn't see clearly.

Ji'an wiped his hands with a towel. When he tried to break his body and wipe his face, he was always buried in the big soft pillow.

Ji'an began to cry in silence. He slipped down a big one and quickly lifted the back of his hand to wipe it off. He did not forget to help him take off his boots.

After pulling the big quilt and covering him with difficulty, Ji'an returns to the bathroom and closes the door gently.

The tears of breaking the bank couldn't be held back.

Ji'an covers his lips, his back is low and the door is mottled down

In the picture that helianchi gave her, she saw young miss Sisi and Mr. Beiming Shijue, and also saw Gu Nancheng!

[I have checked that the forces that bombed the church this time are the branches of Gu Nan Cheng's forces. All the shells, guns and ammunition he used were refitted and produced by himself ]

[the people who took your two children are the same force. Do you think that even if you refuse me, you will be able to stay with Beiming Shaoxi? ]

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