My wife is very drunk

Chapter 1289 I am the one who hurts in the end

Xiong Wei didn't care about whether he had a headache or not, and he didn't even care about rubbing it.

He directly squeezed into the back seat, moved closer to Mo Qingyan's side, pinched Mo Qingyan's arm, and shouted sharply: "Yan Xiaoer, I didn't say that I was afraid you would sue me, I still say the same thing to this day, When did you change your mind and want to sue me, I admit it, I know I’m a bastard, I’m sorry for you first, I’m guilty, I followed you, I came to you, it’s just guilt, don’t you understand?”

His voice was high and loud.

Especially the last sentence "Do you understand?" is full of air.

At this moment, he unexpectedly hoped that Mo Qingyan would understand this.

"I understand." Mo Qingyan mocked contemptuously: "But I can't bear the sight of you following me around all day, with a guilty look on your face, I don't care. You are like an aunt who likes to play SM. Never mind."

Hearing this, Xiong Wei turned a little dark: "That's not it... I'm really guilty, and I want to do something to make up for it."

The more guilty he looked and wanted to make amends, the more disdain and contempt Mo Qingyan had on his face.

She looked at Xiong Wei, licked the corners of her lips, and her lips were full of disdain: "Xiong Wei, when did you become such a mother-in-law? Yes, I understand, you are guilty, and you want to do something to make up for it. So , A few days ago, I let you be a free duck and waited on my aunt for one night. Is this a balance? The first time you made me hurt, the second time you made me feel good, it's even."

To think of him as a free duck?
As soon as these words came out, Xiong Wei almost exploded with anger.

He is such an innocent man who has guarded himself like a jade for more than [-] years, and confessed to Mo Qingyan, how could she treat him as free?

Xiong Wei gritted his teeth and yelled at her: "Mo Qingyan, are you really going to mess up our relationship like this?"

"Then what else? What about our relationship?" Mo Qingyan asked back.

Xiong Wei was a little powerless to refute.

"Yes, Xiong Wei, you feel that our relationship should not be like this. I also said before that I like you. But you don't like me."

"I thought, even if you don't like me, you will like me if I stalk you for a while. But I was wrong, you don't like me at all, no matter how much I pester you, you They don't even like me, if you continue to be entangled like this, I will be the one who will suffer in the end." Mo Qingyan said this, her eyes were slightly red.

Xiong Wei became more and more guilty: "I'm really sorry about what happened last time, and I don't know how I got so impulsive that I couldn't control it..."

"Don't tell me you're sorry, Xiong Wei. Maybe, only after this complete pain is over, I will understand and give up." She looked at him, with that sad look deep in her eyes.

"So, Xiong Wei, let's treat it as a clean slate, no one owes anyone, and each goes his own way. Maybe, tomorrow I will meet another man, and I will fall in love with him inexplicably, and then I will devote myself to the next game. In love."

Xiong Wei stared at her blankly, feeling inexplicably sad.

Mo Qingyan smiled miserably, and then said: "Xiong Wei, don't look at me like this, there is nothing wrong with you or me, it's just not suitable."

Then, she opened the car door, jumped out of the car, and waved at Xiong Wei: "Don't worry, Xiong Wei, the two of us are really settled. When I wake up tomorrow, I will fall in love with another man. You don't have to feel sorry for me anymore, and you don't have to come to me again."

After saying this, she turned around, carried the big satchel on her back, and walked up, her steps were brisk and resolute, just like her usual temperament.

(End of this chapter)