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.

his eyes, spreading over his face,

"What? I didn't do

was oppression, there was

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

She couldn't obey.

in his stomach, then swallowed his saliva, relieved his tight throat, "Then you don’t come back. If 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

let go, she would leave like a kite without controlling and would not look back.

her back, he could force her. He didn’t care whether she

him, she could live happily, but he needed her. He couldn't have any other woman except her.

her, he could only be lonely for

Mo Qinyu's back was soaked by fearing.

him, because this would only make him more irritated. Instead, she changed

he will live with a vicious stepmother. He

moved, as if those words worked for him.

Jun was too young, only three and a half years old. He could not

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

of a perfect solution. If you can't think of it, you are not allowed to force

little black-eyed, and looked very deep, "Since I promised you,

grabbed her and threw her onto the sofa.

She was a little

you have a stomachache? Why are you thinking about this?"

the best analgesic." He smiled

she flushed. She curled up, because she couldn’t

"You are such

straight, then we can save the time, but you will definitely not be

die on his chest.

second." She felt humiliated and felt like she was asking for the