Dominating spoiled marriage: Good Morning, Husband

"At least I want to know that in this world, someone has treated me sincerely."

At this time, he was suddenly unwilling. He was unwilling to come to the world, but no one would remember him in the end.

“……”

Lu Xinglan didn't make a sound for a long time.

Looking at this scene, Bai Xiunian moved his fingers and looked unpredictable.

"Are you nervous?"

Coldly, Chi Yan asked him. At the moment he turned his head, he asked, "do you like her?"

"... yes."

"How do you like it?"

"Just like you like Fengying." Bai Xiunian pursed his lips.

"Oh."

Chi Yan collected a trace of emotion from the bottom of his eyes. His original determination changed quietly, but it didn't show on his face. "This affectionate look is not suitable for you. It's disgusting."

“……”

Bai Xiunian was not in the mood to fight with him, and his eyes turned to Lu Xinglan again.

She suddenly stepped forward and hugged Fu Yuan!

Bai Xiunian's pupils narrowed fiercely. He subconsciously wanted to come forward, but he was pulled by Chi Yan.

"Some things always need to be settled by the parties themselves. You can't intervene. Just watch."

Bai Xiunian took a deep breath and stood still.

I don't know what Lu Xinglan said in Fu Yuan's ear. He glanced at Bai Xiunian and smiled with self mockery and surprise.

"I see."

"Fu Yuan, even at this moment, I still want to say thank you."

Lu Xinglan stepped back and distanced himself from him.

"Thank you for saving me that year, and thank you for taking me out of the darkness. The quicksand you saved is dead. Now Lu Xinglan doesn't hate you, but there must be a result between us."

"Bye."

"No, never again."

The last word landed and she closed her eyes.

Bang!

With a gunshot, a blood hole appeared in Fu Yuan's chest, and even a small piece of blood splashed on his back.

Fu Yuan's body was pushed back by the impact of the bullet.

He didn't try to stop and let himself step empty, like a broken kite, falling to the cliff.

Finally, in Lu Xinglan's eyes, the corner of his mouth rose, his smiling face, and the faint voice gradually weakened until it disappeared.

"I wish you happiness..."

Poop!

Lu Xinglan knelt down on his knees, and a drop of clear tears fell from the end of his eyes.

Chi Yan stepped forward and looked at the direction of Fu Yuan's fall. He looked like joy or sorrow.

Zhan Yang, I'm sorry.

It is only today that I have fulfilled my promise to you.

For a long time, Chi Yan sorted out his mood and looked back. He just wanted to remind Bai Xiunian that it was time to play, but he saw that he had already come to Lu Xinglan, squatted down, stretched out his long arm and hugged her in his arms.

"I'm still there."

The voice is gentle as water and firm as a rock.

Lu Xinglan leaned against his chest, listened to the steady heartbeat, and closed his eyes tired.

Finally, it's over.

……

Jinyuan.

For a long time, there was no news of the pool banquet. Feng Ying couldn't eat or sleep well every day. He forced himself to eat. As soon as he got to his stomach, he threw up all in the twinkling of an eye.

"Yingying, are you okay?"

Zhen Yujie watched her kneel in front of the toilet, vomited in the dark, and patted her on the back with worry.

"Shall I ask a doctor to prescribe some medicine for your morning sickness?"

"It's useless."

Feng Ying was paralyzed on the ground like collapse, and the corners of his lips pulled out a weak arc.