C339 No one in the world

Between the two of them, there had never been a time when they were tired of each other.

That kind of relationship … Mysteries had never been alienated because of distance.

Many times, she would sneak up on him like this, or prepare a cup of hot tea, or his favorite midnight snack, or gently press it for him. Mo... The closer they got, the more moist their hearts became, just like countless beautiful days in the past.

He treated her much better than she treated him.

Qiao Zhi, Qiao Zhi, you are different from others. No man in the world can match you.

She suddenly realized something: No, Jiang Yueming can never destroy us! Even if you were confused, even if you were wandering around, even if you were swaying once, Qiao Zhi, I can understand you. I will forgive you.

It doesn't matter if you get lost once in a while, or if you change course once in a while.

We ask ourselves, who can guarantee that they will never make the slightest mistake in their lives?

If the one closest to him did not understand, who would be willing to be lenient?

Only, she had forgotten that this time, Qiao Zhi was not returning to her home — but to a temporary resting place.

By then, the sky was already bright.

She stopped with light footsteps.

On the bed, Qiao Zhi's strong arms and long, wine-red hair could be seen — Her breathing suddenly stopped.

The person on the bed seemed to notice something and turned around to sit up.

She watched the delicate body of a woman slip from his arms.

At that moment, she actually didn't feel any surprise, sadness, or anger … No, no, no, nothing. She just stared at him.

However, he was still sound asleep and had yet to wake up.

Instead, it was the woman in his arms who sat up lazily. Her eyes were lovely, yet full of challenge.

On the bedside table beside her, there was a sign. On it were some words:

Let go!

The winner and loser had already been decided.

Good men belong only to attractive and beautiful women.

I hope you wake up early and improve your charm.

May there be no more than three.

The name "Mrs. Mu" was signed.

Mrs. Mu — Jiang Yueming, she actually called herself Mrs. Mu.

She kept leaning on the headboard lazily until she was sure that Fang Likun had understood all of the words, before she stretched out her arm and took the paper tablet and placed it in the drawer.

Fang Likun's gaze only fell on Mu Qiaozhi's face.

He was still sleeping like a dead man.

Until when Jiang Yueming extended her hand to push him away, she was incomparably flirtatious. "Qiao Zhi … Qiao Zhi... "

He opened his eyes and looked around in a daze, as if he didn't understand what was going on.

"Qiao Zhi..."

His gaze fell on Li Kun, and then shifted once more onto Jiang Yueming. She suddenly jumped in shock, and was at a loss of what to do, as she spoke incoherently, "Li Kun … Likun... I... Why am I here? Why am I here? "

Jiang Yueming was still lazy. Under the morning light, her snow-white body shone with an incomparable brilliance. Even the undisguised strawberry marks on her neck and body … She didn't mind showing it to Fang Likun: "Look, what kind of night did we have last night?"

However, the two of them didn't look at her. They only looked at each other. One of them had a deathly pale face, while the other was in a state of panic.

Her voice was filled with magnetism, "Qiao Zhi, you guys go out and talk. I'll sleep a bit more.