Love in full bloom

"I’m not very good. You tortured me for a full three months. We are even now. I don’t owe you. You don’t owe me, either. From now on, we’ll live our own lives, ok?"

She talked so plainly, so ruthlessly, as if she didn't have any attached to him.

This was undoubtedly to add salt to his wound.

He let go, lest he lose control and crush her chin.

Then he rushed to the counter, poured a glass of wine, and drank it. He needed the power of alcohol to anesthetize his painful nerves.

After a while, his stomach was convulsed by the stimulation of alcohol.

He snorted, and bent down subconsciously, but did not stop the urge to drink. He poured another glass, prepared to pour into his mouth, as if deliberately tortured himself.

Mo Qinyu rushed over and snatched the cup away. "You have a stomachache. You drink so lot. Do you want to have a gastrorrhagia shock?"

His breathing was heavy and quick, like a wounded beast gasping, "You should wait for me to die. If I die, you will have freedom."

Her fingers holding the wine glass tightened slightly. She raised her head sharply and drank the wine for him.

It was hard liquor, not red wine. She coughed, tears flying.

"Stupid. Why do you drink it?" He picked up a bottle of mineral water and threw it to her.

Her throat was dumb. It was like a burning pain. She almost drank a large bottle of mineral water to ease the pain.

"Qin Yichen, you have a tyrannical tendency, not only torture me, but also torture yourself." She said in a husky voice.

eyes, spreading over his face, "You are heartless. You are the

didn't do anything."

there was oppression, there was resistance.

own life, and that was all. He refused to let her go, and wanted to turn her back

couldn't obey.

you come back, you have to be my wife again. I won't give you the right to choose. I won't let you run away again, even if you blame me

she would leave like

As long as he could get her back, he could force her. He didn’t care whether she was willing or not.

could live happily, but he needed her. He couldn't have any

lost her, he could

Qinyu's back was soaked

not continue to challenge him, because this would only make him more irritated. Instead,

away, he will live with a

Qin Yichen’s lips moved, as if those words worked for him.

with an inexplicable and affectionate emotion in his heart. Xiao Jun was too young, only three and a half years old. He could not

want to thank you for having a good son. If it wasn't for

help me think of a perfect solution. If you can't think of it, you

very deep, "Since I promised you, I

he grabbed her and threw her onto the

She was

Why are you thinking

best analgesic." He smiled

embarrassed and helpless, she flushed. She curled up, because she

such a bastard."

choices. First, I’ll go straight, then we can save the time, but you

to die on

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