Spicy wife: Lu Shao, want to hug

Chapter 1219 Why Does It Smell Blood
Even after six years, Lan Jusheng could still recite Mo Huainan's number backwards with his eyes closed.

Although many things have changed over the years, some things will never change.

In the past six years, countless times, when she was trying to give up, she thought about calling him.

But he held back again and again.

I just don't know if the phone can still be connected now.

When pressing those buttons, Lan Jusheng's hands trembled a little.

Finally the call got through, Lan Jusheng put the phone to his ear and waited.

Every second seems to pass as slowly as a century.

The beeps rang again and again, but no one answered the phone.

Did you change your number?Or did Brother Mo guess that he was calling and didn't want to answer the phone?

Lan Jusheng hung up the phone a little disappointed, and went back to the room.

Brother Mo is still injured on his arm, so he must go to the hospital.

Lan Jusheng didn't know at all that after Mo Huainan left Lan Jusheng's apartment, he went straight back to Jinhu Villa.

At this time, Mo Huainan was sitting in the room, holding a wine glass in his hand, drinking one after another, and there were already several empty wine bottles scattered beside him.

His face was a little flushed, and his beautiful peach eyes were also a little blurred.

The wound on his shoulder had never been treated, and because Mo Huainan moved around frequently, he couldn't even heal the wound automatically.

The blood on the wound flowed out and solidified again, but after a while, the wound opened again because of the movement, and it was like this over and over again.

Mo Huainan didn't seem to feel any pain at all, he was a little drunk, and felt as uncomfortable as if a stone was pressing down on him.

Waiting for six years, looking forward to six years.

But I never expected that when I saw her again six years later, I would see her dating her brother.

But damn it, I still taught myself how to date.

When Mingming talked to Leo, he looked very happy.

But when facing himself, he was so cruel to cut himself with a knife.

Does he really hate himself so much?

The phone next to him turned on, but Mo Huainan didn't notice it at all.

All I could think of was the scene where Lan Jusheng was madly trying to push him away.

"A heartless woman, this heartless dead girl..."

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next day!

Leo came to look for Mo Huainan early in the morning and heard that he was still in the room.

Leo went directly into the room, and when he entered the room, he found that it was very dark inside, and there was a strong smell of alcohol in the air.

Taking advantage of the dim light, Leo went to open the curtains, and suddenly the outside sunlight came in, lighting up the whole room.

"Mo, what time is it? You still don't get up, and you don't answer your phone calls." Leo turned his head and saw the bottles all over the floor.

OMG, how much wine did he drink last night?
At this moment, Mo Huainan was hiding under the blanket, as if sleeping.

After drinking seven or eight bottles of red wine yesterday, he climbed onto the bed in a daze.

"Why does this smell like blood?" Leo sniffed his nose and joked in confusion, "Mo, don't you have any strange hobbies?"

Seeing that Mo Huainan ignored him, Leo stepped forward, trying to pull his quilt away.

However, Mo Huainan's expression seemed to be a little off.

"Mo, what's the matter with you? Your face is so pale?" As he approached, Leo noticed that the smell of blood seemed to be getting worse, so he couldn't help pulling away Mo Huainan's quilt to take a look.

(End of this chapter)