sadomasochism double

Chapter 62

I know what they are thinking. After all, it was God who opened the eyes of Xiaosan to end up like that.

No one likes my mother, nor does anyone like me.

However, on that cold rainy night, when I was hiding in the room alone and thinking about my mother, it was Zhuo Yang who came to hold my hand, caressed my face and said to me, "It's okay... everything is okay..."

Just like the one holding hands in memory, Zhuo Yang's hand was big and warm.Because of the memory, I fell into a trance for a moment.

Until, as soon as my body warmed up, Zhuo Yang took off his coat and covered me.

"Who told you to dress like this! You deserve the cold!" But having said that, he gently put on his coat for me, and even helped me button it up.

Such a gentle Zhuo Yang...

I seem to……

Never seen it.

I was in a daze all the way, but Zhuo Yang didn't seem to notice, he took my hand and entered the dumpling shop called "Steaming Rishang".

The dumpling shop seemed to be closing. When I entered, I saw a handsome woman settling accounts at the counter. Seeing us coming in, I paused before saying, "We're already closed."

"I'm sorry...my wife is cold and hungry, can you make us a bowl of dumplings?"

Zhuo Yang actually begged the proprietress of a dumpling shop in such a low voice, I feel like my dog's eyes are going to be poked blind.

Is this a dream?

Tell me, is this a dream I had?Maybe if you bite yourself, you will know it’s not a dream if you feel pain?
The proprietress of the dumpling shop is obviously a gentle and soft-hearted person. Seeing that I was shivering from the cold, she nodded without thinking.

However, before she could speak, a cold voice spoke for her.

"No! You have worked very hard today... Let them go!"

"..." He was such a rude man, he looked a bit like someone.I looked at Zhuo Yang beside me, but he looked like "this is very normal".

I don't know how delicious this dumpling is, but it made Zhuo Yang lower his noble head again and again.

When I saw the owner of the voice, I somewhat understood why this person was so domineering.

This man is basically the same type as Zhuo Yang.

Tall, strong, handsome, and indifferent.

"Yan Ting...don't be like this..." The gentle proprietress was much kinder, she took the hand of the man with a bad face, "there is a little more in the kitchen... that girl looks very cold..."

"Huh..." The man named Yan Ting glanced at me, then at Zhuo Yang, and sneered unceremoniously, "Honey, don't worry, with the charm of the president of Zhuoyue Culture, how many delicacies do you want to eat?" It's all fine... don't use our house..."

Judging from this man's tone, do you think Zhuo Yang?
Or another hidden rich and handsome?
Before Zhuo Yang could speak, the kind lady boss had already bent her eyebrows and smiled.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry...my husband has a bad temper, please take care of me...by the way, girl, what flavor do you want?"

I am a 27-year-old young woman, and I was called a girl by a woman who looked younger than me. No matter how thick-skinned I was, I couldn't help but blush.

"That...whatever."

I really don't care, looking at Zhuo Yang, he actually said the same thing as me.

"Well, same as her."

"Then, wait a minute." After finishing speaking, the woman turned around and went in. The man glared at Zhuo Yang, and finally followed him as if he had no other choice.

I watched the couple go in one after the other, I was a little puzzled, and I clearly ignored Zhuo Yang and refused to say a word to him, so I couldn't help but speak at this time.

"They are husband and wife?"

That fellow Zhuo Yang still hasn't let go of my hand. He is wearing an iron-gray shirt, and his fair skin looks even more beautiful against the dark color.

"Yeah." Zhuo Yang pinched my hand, and after groping carefully for a while, he seemed a little dissatisfied, "There are calluses on my hand."

"Hmph..." Compared with the previous days when I stretched out my clothes and opened my mouth to eat, my life after divorce is naturally more difficult. It's normal for my unattractive hands to have more calluses, but it's just that I was said carelessly like this After I came out, I was still extremely unhappy.

Suddenly withdrawing my hand from Zhuo Yang's, I gritted my teeth and smirked.

"none of your business."

"Hmm..." Zhuo Yang nodded unexpectedly, with a smile on his brows, "Not only are his hands thicker... his mouth is also sharper..."

"Small meaning." I grinned grimly, and turned my head away to pretend to be a corpse.

Beside him, Zhuo Yang seemed to be laughing out loud, I think he must be laughing at me again, and his face was involuntarily stained red.

damn it……

If I knew it earlier, I shouldn't come to eat some messy dumplings.

"The dumplings are here, I kept you waiting for a long time."

Just when my heart was flustered and I didn't know how to deal with my ex-husband, the proprietress had already delivered dumplings.

Her husband's complexion is still not good, I think he looks like he wants to eat the proprietress alive.

However, just when I was very surprised, the proprietress hooked the man's head, and patted his head in a comforting manner...

I was like spraying, is this petting a big dog?Although I don't know much, but I think her man should also be a proud man... Wouldn't it be crazy to be shunned in front of so many people?
However, what surprised me again was that the man didn't lose his temper. Instead, he put his arms around the woman's waist with a smile on his face, and walked behind with a healed face.

I think my three views today have been refreshed again.

What a world!this is okay too!
"His woman's name is Ye Zhenzhen...he bought it with his life." Seeing me staring at the two of them, Zhuo Yang was interested in explaining it to me.

"Take your life?" Such a seemingly ordinary couple, but also have such a vigorous story?

Zhuo Yang smiled and put the spoon in my hand, "Although I don't like that man, there is something about him that I appreciate."

"Oh?"

Zhuo Yang took a sip of the soup, looked up at me, and said slowly: "He said that what he wants, he will definitely get...even if he pays any price...I think so too ..."

I think I may have said something wrong.

After coming out of Steaming Sun, I seemed to have taken the wrong medicine. When Zhuo Yang tried to come over and hold my hand, I asked with a smile.

"Zhuo Yang, do you like me now?"

In fact, I'm not confident at all, and I'm just giving Zhuo Yang a self-righteous explanation for his unreasonable behavior during this period of time.

but……

After I said that, the man opposite me turned pale suddenly, as if he was facing a big enemy, seeing me was like seeing a fierce ghost.

Fortunately, he did not escape.

Otherwise I'll be walking home tonight.

However, Zhuo Yang did not escape, nor did he appear normal.

He bought a lot of wine and drank bottle by bottle in front of me.

Zhuo Yang has a bad stomach, and I usually remind him to drink less and be careful of gastric perforation and gastric bleeding.

But this time...

Looking at his masochistic actions, I actually held my chin and looked at him with interest, feeling a sense of revenge.

I really am a pervert.

I don't know how much Zhuo Yang drank, but he looked at me while drinking.

Finally, he dropped the bottle and slowly half-kneeled in front of me.

"An Yue... Do you believe it... You are my only wife."

His calf went numb, and Zhuo Yang kissed that knee. Slowly and gently, his face flushed, but the expression on his face was almost pious.

I watched Zhuo Yang's actions with cold eyes. This man repeated without a word of truth.Even now—

He knelt down in front of me so humblely, and I didn't feel much touched.

perhaps--

It hurts so much—

It won't hurt anymore.

"What do you want to say?" I retracted my foot calmly, wiped the saliva on it by the way, and casually said to the man: "Don't tell me... After the divorce, you really found that you couldn't leave. Blame me... This reason is like a joke..."

"It's a joke." Zhuo Yang pursed his lips, but his smile was a bit bleak, "I also feel like a joke... I thought you were just making a fuss... like before... just making a fuss...but... this This time seems to be different... no matter how harsh I am on you... no matter how I try my best...you seem to be flying higher and higher..." I can't control it.

I'm sure Joo Young is drunk.

If he wasn't drunk, according to his temperament, he wouldn't talk so much.

(End of this chapter)