Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

Lu Mian is young. In this relationship, her pay is not as deep as Ling Yushen.

Mrs. Ling was not optimistic about this relationship at first. Because her son liked it, she couldn't stop it.

Her son had a car accident for her. She never showed up, looked at him or said hello.

This made Mrs. Ling cold.

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Close your eyes and all that comes to mind is Lu Mian.

Her smile, her noise, charming her, lovely her, charming and naive her, angry her... Linger in my mind.

Late at night, Ling Yushen went to the wine cellar to get two bottles of wine and returned to the bedroom.

His tall body stood on the balcony with a goblet in his hand. The liquor was dyed a layer of blurred red through the refraction of light.

When wine comes into a sad heart, sorrow becomes more sad.

Ling Yushen drank two bottles of wine and felt the earth spinning. Lang hurried back and fell on the chair.

He struggled, struggled to pick up his cell phone and dialed Lu Mian's phone.

Toot

Every waiting sound is so long that people despair.

His eyes nodded, his breath was short, his chest fluctuated up and down, and his whole person was shrouded in an inexplicable depression.

"Hello?"

Hearing her familiar voice, it came through the radio waves, as if it had been introduced into her ears from another distant country.

"Sleep." Ling Yushen pressed his aching head with one hand, his eyes closed and his breath was slightly heavy, "when will you come back?"

Lu Mian didn't expect to receive his call. Hearing his voice, he felt like a separated world.

She has been forcing herself not to think about Ling Yushen, not to think about any people and things about country a, and if she doesn't think about it, she won't be sad.

If you don't think about it, you won't be sad and make her ashamed.

Suddenly hearing his voice, Lu Mian's heart beat a few beats slower. Realizing what he was talking about, she forced herself to calm down.

"I won't go back."

"Mian Mian, I miss you." His voice was low and almost whispered.

Just like once he liked to hang his head and whisper in her ear, there was no romantic intimacy.

Lu Mian bit his lips and forced himself to be cruel. "We've broken up."

"Come back, will you? Mian Mian, I have something bad to do. You tell me, I'll change it. Don't push me away, don't let me... Sleep, come back, will you? "

Take off the mobile phone, Lu Mian covers her mouth, or she makes a sound. The tip of her nose has been sour. She is afraid that she will not be able to control her mood. She takes a few deep breaths and says coldly, "Ling Yushen, are you dreaming? We've broken up. Don't bother me again. "

"Sleep!" Ling Yushen frowned painfully. Is it harassment?

For her, is his behavior now harassment?

It turned out that in her heart, he had become so unbearable that he was no different from a person who stubbornly pestered and harassed her.

Even so, he still wants to save her.

I still want to try.

What if she changes her mind?

"Mian Mian, what do you want me to do so that you can come back to me?"

"Give up your heart, Ling Yushen." When Lu Mian finished, he ruthlessly hung up the phone.

Ling Yushen opened his eyes and looked blankly and dull. Looking at the dark night, the whole person seemed to be surrounded by boundless darkness.

An unknown force dragged him down and down.

Give up, you, Ling Yushen.

Every word is like a knife, gouging out on his heart.

"Oh." He laughed, and the laughter was crushed in the night wind.

Scattered.

Lu Mian, you are so cruel.