72-hour ultimatum: Millions of brides are coming

Chapter 882 We Are Good 11
This can't help but remind Qin Huan of when he told her with the same attitude and tone that we will definitely get married.Then, she was forced to be trapped in the siege of this marriage and struggled for five years.

Qin Huan's eyes changed a few times, his hands were tightly clenched, and the veins on the back of his hands burst out one by one.

No, she is no longer the Qin Huan she used to be. She will no longer be at the mercy of him like this. No one can stop her from what she wants to do.

She must escape from this cage, she must be able to leave him.

For the next few days, the two of them lived in peace, except that Qin Huan moved to the guest room that night, and Red just lay on the bed like this, watching her take away all her pillows and quilts. The one she most wanted to move away was himself.Not just out of her bed, but out of her home.

She returned to her usual appearance again, no matter how hard he made things difficult for her, she could not blink her eyes, even if she was asked to take a bath and wipe his body, she could still be calm and composed, and when he wiped his body and wiped a Vases are no different.

Red seemed to have put all his strength into the soft cotton, and was terribly discouraged.

He really hated seeing Qin Huan like this, and he couldn't do anything about it. This illness not only failed to reconcile the relationship, but even made the relationship more rigid.

Qin Huan is like the hardest piece of ice on the iceberg, no matter how fierce the sun shines, it may not melt a little.

Red couldn't stay any longer, he was still sick, so he went out again and drove his own car to Emgrand.

He would rather open a room outside to sleep by himself, and he doesn't want to stay there anymore, he can't let himself look at her face anymore, he thinks he will go completely crazy.

As soon as Red entered the room and lay down, Blue came on his back.

"Are you well?"

Red lay limp on the bed, and glanced at him weakly, without saying a word.

Blue knew what was going on just by looking at his dying look, and frowned, "It's not good, why are you out for a walk! What? If you want to die, you don't dare to die at Qin Huan's house, if you want to run away corner to die?"

If it wasn't for Red's lack of strength, he really wanted to punch this guy, "If anyone comes to see my joke, where is the door, get out of here quickly."

He is irritable today and doesn't want to talk to him.

"I still want to see your jokes today!"

Blue not only didn't roll, but also sat on the sofa carelessly, crossed his legs, and sipped the red wine.

Red threw a pillow over, Blue dodged unhurriedly, and then said slowly: "Just do it, and see if Qin Huan can play you to death that day."

"It's fine if she wants to play me to death, people just ignore me now!" Red said angrily, "Tell me, how can a woman be so unfeeling? Anyway, I'm also her husband, Anyway, I'm her first man, and I'm also her first love..."

Before the words were finished, Blue interrupted decisively, unceremoniously, "First love? Are you self-proclaimed?"

"Blue Saint!!"

Blue's forehead twitched, and he scolded: "Shut up, don't think you are a patient so I dare not touch you!"

Red lay back limp again, "Then you just beat me up."

When you wake up, you don't have to think about that woman all the time.

(End of this chapter)