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.

shoulder. A deep pain spread in his eyes, spreading over his face, "You are heartless. You are the person who specifically

"What? I didn't do anything." She pouted.

there was oppression, there was resistance.

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

She couldn'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

well that once he let go, she would leave like

as he could get her back, he could force

happily, but he

If he lost her, he could only

Qinyu's back was soaked by fearing.

make him more irritated. Instead, she changed to a gentle

you so much. If you take his mum away, he will live with a vicious stepmother.

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

in his heart. Xiao Jun was too young, only three and a half years old. He could

to thank you for having a good son. If it wasn't for him, you're in the little

think of it, you are not allowed to

squinted slightly, revealing only a little black-eyed, and looked very deep, "Since I promised you, I will never regret it. You must remember

he grabbed her and threw her onto the sofa.

understood his intention. She was a little speechless.

you have a stomachache? Why

analgesic." He smiled with evilly

embarrassed and helpless, she flushed. She curled up, because she couldn’t find anything

are such a

go straight, then we can save the time, but you

wanted to die on his

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