Kissing wife: baby, you are so sweet

Chapter 102 Her Tragic Life

After Guan Antong saw Su Luoli's state, surprise flashed across his eyes.But it soon returned to normal, with a comfortable smile on his face, and his voice was soft and just right, "Young Master Su, it seems that you are not in a very good mood!"

After she finished speaking, her eyes fluttered slightly, and she added a little helplessly: "But that's right, if you weren't in a bad mood, I'm afraid you wouldn't have come to my place!"

She is his counselor and emotional manager, and only at this time is she important to him.

Su Luoli didn't have the heart to pay attention to her jokes at all, she reached out to remove the tie around her neck, and sat down on the recliner in the middle of the room with a face full of irritability and exhaustion.

Guan Antong lit the aromatherapy in the room, and then sat down not far from him. The distance she sat would not make people feel too far away, making her appear unfamiliar, but she would not appear too close either.It's just right to talk at such a distance.

There was a soft music floating in the room, which made people feel relaxed unconsciously.

She didn't speak directly, but let the faint fragrance mixed with the soft music slowly calm down Su Luoli's chaotic and irritable mood.

Su Luoli's tense cheeks finally relaxed a little with the passage of time, but the shadow in his eyes still did not fade away.

"Young Master Su, can you tell me what happened to make you unhappy?"

Guan Antong's voice was soft, with a little baby voice, like a thin feather, fluttering in the wind and gently falling on the tip of his heart.

Su Luoli's big hands tightly held the armrest of the reclining chair, his knuckles turned white.

"I... hurt her!"

Guan Antong's expression tightened, his brows were slightly frowned, and his face was full of surprise.

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Xia Qianqian just kept staring at the ceiling. She didn't know how long it had passed. She finally looked away when both eyes felt sore.

The strength of the wound anesthetic on her forehead seemed to have passed, and it began to ache faintly, and there was a touch of sarcasm at the corner of her lips.

What the hell is she doing?In the end, she only hurt herself.

Sitting up from the big bed, she carefully touched her forehead with her fingers, and just touched a little bit, she gasped in pain.

Opening the backpack, he took out the small mirror, looked at the pale cheek without a trace of blood in the mirror, and the white gauze wrapped on the cheek, his eyes were red.

She should be "out of phase" this time, right?
His eyes dimmed in an instant, and his heart felt extremely uncomfortable.

Originally, her life should have been miserable enough, but she didn't expect to add another one now.When will this tragic fate of hers come to a real conclusion?

That man shouldn't let go at the last moment. If he didn't let go, maybe she is dead now. Will she be able to see her mother after death?

A drop of tear ran down the corner of her eye, and she wiped it away forcefully, crying, what can help her solve it?

It just made her more cowardly and hated this kind of life even more.

Taking a deep breath, the tears in her eyes finally subsided. At this time, the ringtone of the mobile phone suddenly came to her, pulling her out of that sad mood.

(End of this chapter)