Chapter 3098： Is this mouth smeared with poison? (114)

Chapter 3098 Is this mouth smeared with poison? (114)

At this time, the Wang family’s parents are no longer entangled about whether or not to have grandchildren. As long as they can give them a life, they will be satisfied.

And Cen Yue, shortly after divorcing Wang Zhiyao, paid off the debt owed to Xingyu, sold the house, took her daughter to Hong Kong to develop, and had no interaction with the Wang family.

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Before dying, Su Qiao calmly looked at the man sitting by the rocking chair and slowly fanning her: "You have something to hide from me."

"If you don't say it, you won't have a chance to say it."

Living together for so many years, no matter how well he hides, no matter how careless Su Qiao is, he can still feel it occasionally.

"I thought you wouldn't feel it."

Cen Mohan stretched out his hand and tucked the blanket for her, the fan in his hand still kept on, helping her to fan the wind.

"When should I start."

"It should be when I was fifteen years old. One night, I had a dream..."

Cen Mohan slowly fell into the memory, and talked to Su Qiao about the dream that he started at the age of fifteen and the experience of that ten years.

Su Qiao worked hard to cheer up and listened carefully. Then, the whole person was messed up in the wind.

This guy had the same dream for ten years, and whether it was the spinning black hole in the dream or the ruthless woman in the dream, he had troubled him for ten years.

Until I met her, these troubles gradually disappeared.

Su Qiao faintly remembered that he had mentioned this dream once, but at the time he said that he had sleep disturbance afterwards because of the dream.

After meeting her, I have a better rest.

Remember that she still said jokingly, "Dare to love me is your soothing medicine"?

"Xiao Qiao, you said, would that ruthless woman in my dream be you?"

In fact, this problem has plagued Cen Mohan for decades.

I can't see what the woman looks like, and their voices are different, but the tone of voice is sometimes a bit similar.

"That is your dream, how do I know?"

"Furthermore, if you mind, why are you still with me? Why do you want to be so good to me?"

Su Qiao thinks more and more **** it is not a taste.

"Are you sick!"

She really didn’t expect this guy to hide this kind of thing in his heart, and he kept it for a lifetime.

If it weren’t for her to ask, is he still not going to say it?

"Why not?" Cen Mohan had confusion in his eyes.

"This can't stop me from liking you, nor can it stop me from wanting to be with you."

"In the past few years, I have studied a lot of reincarnation materials. I feel that everything in the world has reincarnation, including people."

"And in that dream, it was our last life."

"In the last life, you didn't like me, rejected me, and didn't belong to me. In this life, if we love each other and live together beautifully, it happens to be the dream of the last life."

Su Qiao: "..."

"You are a big-headed ghost, you are dead for you!" I dare to lie to her.

"Well, I will die with you."

Cen Mohan put down her fan, reached out her hand to touch her cheeks, which seemed a little tinge from anger, and took out a small medicine bottle from her pocket with the other hand.

"Look, I even have everything ready."

Su Qiao looked at the little brown medicine bottle and was stunned, "You have something wrong."

Who let him die with him?

Thinking that he is still a young man, playing love?

Cen Mohan twisted the lid, and when Su Qiao was too late to stop, he drank the potion in the bottle in one gulp.

Twist the lid calmly and throw it in the trash can on the side.

"I'm sick, did you know?"

(End of this chapter)