His Sunny Wife

Her words echoed in his ears, like a hammer, giving him the softest corner of his heart a heavy blow.

She believed him.

The bitterness of coffee spread in his throat. He raised his eyes and showed a faint smile.

"You can rest assured that if she did it, he will be punished as he should be." He heard himself say.

I think of a little warm in my eyes.

"Qi Yue is my best friend. I didn't expect her to be like me It's all because of me. If it wasn't for me, she wouldn't have lost her child... " Her heart is full of remorse, but helpless.

"I must avenge her and find out the murderer. I will never let him go!" At last, she gritted her teeth bitterly.

Liang Shaochen seldom saw Xiao Nuan like this.

So hate a person, seems to want that person to die immediately.

He suddenly felt cold in his hands and feet.

Suddenly, he began to regret a decision he had made at a certain time.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

Because She believed him.

These words are enough to kill everything.

Yes, everything.

When he was in the dark, in the night when he couldn't see his fingers, when he dreamt back in the middle of the night, he had been greedy, thirsty, over and over again, for some things, someone's fantasy and vision.

Now, he saw her overthrow them one by one.

Half a minute later, Liang Shaochen was able to speak.

"Have a drink. Don't think about it. You're losing weight again He said, staring at her sharp chin.

Xiao Nuan tried to smile at him and nodded.

He looked at her and drank his coffee.

Her long eyelashes drooped, her beautiful face flushed with excitement, her beautiful and flexible eyes drooped.

Behind her is a long chair. On the wall shelf behind the chair, there is an orchid.

She is elegant with a coffee cup. She is wearing a light blue coat and a black lace belt in front of her white shirt. When she sips coffee, she can't help but close her eyes, because of the sweet taste and the corners of her lips.

She looked from his direction like a melancholy and pure Italian oil painting.

So beautiful, so intoxicating, so exciting.

Liang Shaochen wants to ask her, do you know the meaning of cappuccino?

Cappuccino, sweet with bitter taste, but consistent taste.

Indicates: waiting is sweet with bitter, with a loyal heart, will not change the heart of waiting.

But he would not ask.

He didn't want to break the silence for a moment. Even just looking at her like this, he felt luxurious.

Nangong Yaoling is sitting in the carriage.

Liang Shaochen sat there, staring at Xia xiaonuan.

As long as he watched, Nangong Yaoling glared at him.

Damn it!

What is he looking at? Staring at her wife all the time!

Liang Shaochen, I will dig out your eyes one day!

The atmosphere is small warm, but has not cared, she seems to fall into their own thoughts, her meditative side eyes are reflected by the light outside the window some unreal, but that kind of light, but added a glimmer of hazy beauty.

Nangong Yaoling felt a tremor in his heart.

Just as he couldn't help but rush out of the car and go in to hold her woman in his arms, he saw Xiao Nuan stand up.

Xiao Nuan finally felt the blazing eyes coming towards her.