Encountered Uncle Se's ex-husband came to find fault

It was because of his so-called love that she was hurt for so many years.

If this is how he loves someone, then she can't stand it!

Hearing this, Qiao Yufeng narrowed his eyes slightly, passed over a small tea table in the middle, and put his hand on her shoulder, which was a little heavy.

"What did you say?"

She said that she would rather never know, even in front of his face, she still stepped on his true feelings under her feet. [

This woman, how could she be so cruel!

Han Xiaorou frowned, and reached out to wave his hand away, but failed.

She couldn't help frowning, and looked at him seriously, "What I said is very clear, Qiao Yufeng, maybe, if you think about it, you are not in love with me at all."

"Han Xiaorou!"

He interrupted her with a low growl, pulled her in front of him, and stared at her.

"Do you doubt my sincerity? Do you just step on it when you look down on me? Do you think I'm a tragedy? You, you don't feel anything at all?"

He asked word by word, and when he shouted, his voice suddenly dropped.

It's like being drained of all strength.

Is this waiting?

In the end, there is only disappointment and despair, and the whole body is weak.

It turns out that in the end, he will also be tired, leaving nothing but tiredness.

"Qiao Yufeng, I didn't mean that."

Han Xiaorou struggled a few times, but he held on too tightly, so she could only patiently explain.

When did she say that she looked down on her? There was some doubt, and no one could believe it. Once her rival in love came to tell her love.

However, she really couldn't accept this kind of love.

Could it be that she couldn't refuse?

He asked her how she felt, yes, she was surprised, even horrified.

"So, what do you mean? We've known each other for so long, why don't you try to understand me? Xiao Rou, I never knew, why do you hate me? "

This is a question that has plagued him for years. [

Obviously since they were in kindergarten, he was better than Nan Nize, but in her eyes, he never saw it.

Han Xiaorou frowned, and after a long time, she sighed softly: "I don't know, Qiao Yufeng, do you know? In the past, I only hated you on the surface, but I really regarded you as a friend. something..."