Being with Bai Anyuan was indeed an accident.

But for so many years, the three of them together seemed to have become a habit.

Although there is no blood relationship with the baby, Luo Xia really regards him as his own son.

The fiery red sports car was on fire, and soon arrived at Bai's house.

The baby jumped out of the car, and ran towards it with little feet scattered. [

Luo Xia was a little tired, so he ate something and went back to his room, took a hasty shower, and was about to go to bed and rest.

The phone rang suddenly.

She glanced at it, it was an unfamiliar number.

This is a private mobile phone, and the people who call to find Luo Xia are usually parents or Ying Jing and Si Tian, ​​​​the two buddies.

Luoxia pressed the answer button, "Hello, Sitian?"

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Luo Xia's whole body shook.

Isn't that exactly Lan Xuanhan's voice?

That dead man loves to look at her with his nose upside down, cold-blooded, proud and selfish.

"Qiao Luoxia, you are courting death!"

Luo Xia didn't speak, just holding the phone quietly, his whole body was limp.

Two years later, she can hardly escape that nightmare.

Now, hearing his voice clearly transmitted through the microphone in the dark night, it actually gave rise to a feeling of fear and sadness.

"I'll tell you, Qiao Luoxia! You don't want to escape from my grasp! Even if you marry Bai Anyuan, I won't give you a good life!"

With a snap, Luo Xia hung up the phone.

It turned out that she was still afraid.

The days are so happy now, although she has never had that kind of affection for Bai Anyuan...

The lips and teeth trembled.

Luo Xia lay on the bed, trembling a little, she closed her eyes, and seemed to see Lan Xuanhan's face again. [

On the night of the wedding, he possessed her roughly.

After seeing the red, he smiled mysteriously.

However, he became more and more indifferent to her and went too far.

However, his skills are still very good, and every time she completely surrenders her body under him.

My mind is in a mess.

"what!"

Luo Xia screamed, trying to drive away the shadow Lan Xuanhan had left on her.

It's been two years, but she hasn't come out, has she?

"Laoxia?"

The door was hastily opened, and Bai Anyuan, wrapped in a nightgown, poked his head in.

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