Beloved Wife on Top

Qin Mu did not fail to understand the irony in Yan Li's words.

The white face blushed with shame. She was such a woman in his heart.

"I'd like to thank your eight generations for both! No matter what happens to me, I will never call you again. Please don't call me again! "

Qin Mu is really about to be angry and cry by him. He knows that his mouth is always poisonous.

Holding back his tears, he stared at him with water.

It was her own practice that brought her to him for help.

God knows how afraid she was of him at that time.

Yan Lishu didn't mean this, but when he heard Qin Mu say that he would never call her again, his pent up anger was released.

"You think I want to save you!" he said

"Yes, you don't want to save me. Even if something happens to me in the future, please help me, and don't do anything with three little ones!"

Qin Mu could hardly control his tears. His throat was hoarse, and he sneered at himself. "Three little things, I'm poor here. It's not suitable for such a noble person as you. You'd better go out."

Just like that day when he left the hospital, Qin Mu only wanted Yan Lishu to leave here.

"Qin Mu, what happened last night, you still have to live in such a shabby place!" Yan Li was angry and didn't forget his purpose.

"If you don't leave, I'll call the police."

Qin Mu said to take out his mobile phone from his pocket, and found that he did not know when it was powered off.

The mobile phone can't be turned on. Qin Mu is holding the mobile phone, angry and anxious. He wants to smash it.

Yan Lishu saw that she had been standing there for a long time, and her face was gloomy.

Qin Muqi put the mobile phone into the schoolbag again, raised the tone, and shouted at him stiffly, "Yan Lishu, can you leave here, as if it's me begging you!"

All kinds of disordered emotions are like a stone bumping into a fragile glass container, rolling violently in the chest, and Yan Lishu is the hand shaking the container.

The stone inside broke the container, the mental pressure was too great, all the repressed emotions collapsed, and finally couldn't help crying.

She really doesn't want to see him now.

His words are too hurtful.

She is also a person of self-esteem.

Yan Lishu's face was heavy. He had never seen Qin Mu cry so sadly.

Cry red face, cry red eyes.

He knew his words were heavy.

Yan Lishu strides to Qin Mu's body. Qin Mu takes a step backward, and the man reaches out and feels empty.

Words that are spoken are like water that is poured out, and it is hard to recover.

"Qin Mu, I'm for you. You live in such a place. It's very dangerous."

Qin Mu hates to look at him, "I don't need you to care!"

Yan Lishu looks at her. The little woman avoids his touch. He has to stretch his hand back.

At last, I raised my feet and went out.

With a strong wind, her eyes hurt.

At the moment when the door was closed, Qin Mu took a step back and fell down on the bed behind him, then cried without any scruple.

Outside, Yan Lishu did not go far.

The low cry from the house was not so good in his heart.

Yan Lishu leaned against the wall of the corridor, smoking one after another.

The restlessness in the chest becomes more and more serious. A cigarette smokes and is crushed under the foot.

Reach for the cigarette again, the box is empty.