Keep you in my arms

He caught the obstinate eyes of Angela, who tried hard to hold back her tears and defend her dignity.

He wanted to ask more, but he didn't open his mouth.

Anyone would like to avoid his or her scar being uncovered, and she was stubborn. If he really wanted to help, he would choose another way.

The night of the S City was as bright as daytime. The traffic on the road was constantly flowing. Looking down, it was like seeing a river with lights shining. The continuous flow of "rivers" was also like the tears that Angela shed.

On the table laid the latest Chinese Literary History, and there was a red and burning invitation card. The name of Greg was in it, but there was no her name.

Greg Fang, Mary Wei...

Although she had thought about it many times, Mary was holding his hand with a bright smile, and Greg would never rub her head, because it was Mary who stood next to him.

How many times did she persuade herself not to care? How many times did she implicated herself that if Greg didn't trust her, then it was not worth it.

The recollection of Greg and her first love, Minnie Zhang, all poured into Angela's mind for no reason.

Was she really so bad? She had given her heart and soul to both of the relationships. At last, Minnie left her and Greg chose someone else.

Or, just as her mother said, in a marriage, the sacrifice of a woman must be very great. If the woman was not willing to sacrifice, then she could not get the family warmth she wanted.

But why was that? Was there no one willing to wait for her? She couldn't tell whether she was sad because she lost Greg or because her faith was destroyed.

She sat at the table with empty eyes and cried for two hours.

At three o'clock in the morning, the woman on the bed curled up in the quilt.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open slowly. A man walked in.

the bed. Edward squatted down so that he could see her face clearly. He thought

help but reach out his hand and put his finger on her forehead. Then he slid his finger along her face to her

arms, cried and cursed him "bastard" came to his

afraid that she would entangle him because of something like that. Now, he felt that

but he couldn't help but leave his

of his mouth. When he released her, she licked her lips with her pink tongue unexpectedly.

awakened but she just

her room. He stood up and looked at the bag on the table. He walked on bare foot. Then he opened the flashlight app and

found nothing suspicious. Then he zipped back the bag and

saw the red card, he

Christa came to her

and remembered that he also received an invitation yesterday. It was said that the daughter of the president of the Anson Bank, Richard Wei was married

thoughts, and then he put the thing back to its place.

refuse him. He just kissed her forehead again. Think of it as "goodnight kiss". After that, he went

light as if you can't hear the "click" of closing the door. The people in the bed would

hadn't recovered. She was in a bad

On the seventh day, he

medicine for so many days. How many tomato and egg noodle do I need to cook for you?"

toward him was less than enthusiastic, but she was not as sharp as before and also not as

not in a hurry to achieve quick success and instant benefit. On the contrary, he would feel more natural if he got along

dishes." He

how many do you want?" She

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"One time?"

smiled and shook his head and continued to

while. Isn't it a meal to raise a