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, "You

do

Where there was oppression, there

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

couldn't obey.

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

leave like a kite without controlling

get her back, he

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

her, he could only be lonely

Mo Qinyu's back was soaked by fearing.

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

"Can't you think for Xiao Jun? He likes you so much. If you take his mum away, he will live with a vicious stepmother.

as if those words worked

Xiao Jun was too young, only three and a half years old.

having a good son. If it wasn't for him, you're

a perfect solution. If you can't think of it, you are not allowed to force me any more." She took the opportunity to say

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

he grabbed her and

She

you have a stomachache? Why are you thinking about

the best analgesic." He smiled with evilly charming.

flushed. She curled up, because she couldn’t find anything to cover her

are such

"You have two choices. First, I’ll go straight, then we can save the time, but you will definitely not

wanted to die on

She felt humiliated and felt like she was asking for the