Wife Capture: Leng Mei Boss loves to the bone

Ning Xiaotong didn't know what to say.

After a long time, I had no choice but to break the silence, "Mom Zhao, you can call me Xiaotong from now on."

"Hey, good."

"Are you here to see Mr.?"

Xiaotong hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "I heard he was injured."

"Sir, the situation is very bad now." At the end of the sentence, Zhao Ma took a careful look at Ning Xiaotong, without saying anything.

Ning Xiaotong panicked, "Mom Zhao, tell me quickly, what happened to Huangfu Lin?"

I worried all night, but when morning came, Mama Zhao was still hanging on her appetite, feeling more and more uncomfortable.

Zhao Ma sighed, "You should go and see for yourself, Mr. He has been in the underground wine cellar since he came back last night."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Ning Xiaotong's figure disappear around the corner.

Zhao Ma looked at Ning Xiaotong's windy back with a smile on her lips. This girl clearly still has her husband in her heart, but she stubbornly refused to admit it.

As they walked all the way, Ning Xiaotong couldn't help complaining, really, she was obviously injured, but she dared to go to the wine cellar to drink, didn't she know that drinking can stimulate the nervous system and affect the normal healing of wounds?

Having stayed in a villa in the middle of the mountain before, he knew the specific location of the wine cellar, so he was familiar with the road and found it quickly.

Before stepping in, there was a strong smell of alcohol blowing towards my face.

Ning Xiaotong frowned, she had already been smoked like this on the outside, but it was fine on the inside.

The door was half closed, and opened with a light push.

You don't need to search, you can see the figure leaning against the wall, with thick black eyebrows, slightly raised, and half-opened black eyes, which are full of mist.

Beside him were several empty wine bottles.

The originally handsome face, with sharp edges and corners, is now full of decadence and tiredness.

His lips twitched, and he stood far away, unable to hear what he was saying at all.

Feeling sour, Ning Xiaotong hurriedly stopped the tears that were about to fall, stared blankly at the man's eyebrows, and dared not walk over.

Although the light in the wine cellar was a little dim, you could still see the charming eyes.

Not far away, he could clearly hear the whispers in his mouth.

He looked straight at Huangfu Lin's eyes that were originally clear, but now he was not sober, but the person in front of him couldn't see him at all.

Raising his hand slowly, Void traced his outline, imitating the movement of wiping away the wine stains standing on his face.

Wherever he looked, he could only see Huangfu Lin holding something tightly in his other hand, holding it carefully, as if he was afraid of damaging it.

Seeing Huangfu Lin's bewildered gaze on his left hand, Ning Xiaotong couldn't help but be startled.

His eyes gradually blurred, and a touch of water slowly slid down the corners of his eyes.

What he held in his hand was a photo.

In that photo, he was smiling brightly, and his black and white eyes were shining brightly like two black gemstones.

Standing beside him was him, hugging his waist affectionately, with an evil smile on his face that captivated a large number of young girls.

The figures of the two looked so harmonious, and Ning Xiaotong even remembered the beautiful memories of that day clearly in his mind.

At that time, Huangfu Lin looked coy, saying that he was really not used to taking pictures, but in the end he couldn't overcome Xiaotong's enthusiasm and coquettishness, so he finally took such a picture.