Wife-loving addiction: Luo Shao, good morning

Chapter 199 The Fool Who Lives in Memories 7
But Li Mengmeng didn't put the painting back where it was, but sneered at it.

"Don't you think it's disgusting that you do something disgusting in front of your dead fiancée?"

"Luo Yan, what do you think? How much am I like her? Are you going to torture me like this?"

Li Mengmeng pointed at the person in the painting and yelled at Luo Yan. How much does she, Li Mengmeng, look like the person in the painting?
Want to make the most similar substitute?
Do you want to make yourself look like this at all costs?
But Luo Yan curled his lips cruelly, telling the truth "eyes."

It was only then that Li Mengmeng suddenly realized that it was his own eyes, which were so resembling, that's why Luo Yan stared at his own eyes sometimes and lost his mind, so that's how it was.

Luo Yan regards the person in the painting as the love of his life.

And Li Mengmeng is just a high imitation, but the high imitation is still fake after all.

"It's your honor to have eyes like hers."

Luo Yan's sudden words broke Li Mengmeng's heart.

She is now trying to pull herself out of this abyss of pain.

Instead of doing that substitute in such a muddle.

"Honour? Then I should thank you for the honor."

Li Mengmeng's lips curled up in amusement, and the feeling of revenge in her heart stimulated Li Mengmeng's nerves.

Holding this yellowed paper, there is a sleeping person wearing a wedding dress on it.

Every word he said pierced Luo Yan's heart.

"She's dead, she's dead! Even if you put an identical replica in front of you, Luo Yan, don't lie to yourself, she's gone, and I'm not her, even if it's my eyes Like her, but my name is Li Mengmeng, not your fiancée!"

That dead word was stimulating Luo Yan's sensitive nerves.

He rushed in front of Li Mengmeng and grabbed Li Mengmeng's neck.

It was as terrifying as a Rakshasa coming out of hell.

With a gloomy tone, "You fucking take back that sentence!"

"She's not dead! You are her!"

Luo Yan grabbed Li Mengmeng's neck and didn't let go. His hands were so strong that Li Mengmeng couldn't even breathe!
The hand wanted to pull away and grabbed the hand above his neck.

"Ahem, cough, cough, I'm not her."

Li Mengmeng felt as if she was about to be choked.

"You are! You say you are!"

Luo Yan's eyes were bloodshot, and he grinned hoarsely and yelled at Li Mengmeng, who was about to die.

And Li Mengmeng was already speechless, until Li Mengmeng's brain was a little lack of oxygen.

Then when I can't hold the painting in my hand.

The painting fell down and floated at Luo Yan's feet.
Luo Yancai's attention was drawn back, and Li Mengmeng let go.

Luo Yan was a little shocked, what did he just do!
Li Mengmeng was paralyzed on the ground, her breath was so tight that her throat was pinched!

It's like being blocked inside.

Still keep coughing.

"cough cough"

Covering his neck, watching Luo Yan's desolate smile, he said all the words that hurt Luo Yan's heart.

"You'll never get her because she's dead."

"You will never have me either, because you don't deserve it!"

"Luo Yan, you are a complete joke, a fool who can't get love and only lives in memories!"

After finishing speaking, Li Mengmeng got up in a panic.

But after hurting Luo Yan, she felt very happy!
But when the joy reaches the deepest point, it is inexplicable pain.

Li Mengmeng looked at Luo Yan, and once again mocked fiercely, "So, you will live with your memories for the rest of your life."

However, she, Li Mengmeng, sorry, will not accompany her.

(End of this chapter)