Hot wife lives in the field

Yuan Mingzhu looks at the ground with her eyebrows.

It's a sachet.

How could a sachet fall off her?

She bent down and picked up the sachet. The style of sachet is very common, but the stitching is very ugly.

"I don't know who made this sachet. It's uglier than what I made." The moment the voice fell, the smile faded from her face.

She looked at the sachet carefully.

"It's ugly."

"What?"

"Ugly, give it back to me."

"What is sent out, how can it be taken back?"

Memory is like a tide, blowing from the mind, holding the sachet hand gradually tightened, the face of the look gradually chapped, tears fall from the corner of the eye.

Suddenly, she chuckled.

That smile, clearly with a heavy grief.

She seems to be crazy, standing there, looking at the distance, smiling, but the body is overflowing with strong sadness.

When Wei Chijin came to find her, what she saw was just like this.

As soon as he stepped into the house, he felt the strong sadness in the house. The original look was replaced by panic. He quickly walked over, grabbed her shoulder and asked, "Pearl, what's the matter with you? Did that jerk Cherie do something to you? "

As if she didn't see him or hear what he said, she looked ahead.

"Yuanmingzhu, what's the matter with you? Did Cherie do something to you? " As soon as his eyes turned, he caught a glimpse of a red mark on Yuan Mingzhu's neck. It seemed that something had hit all four limbs. He subconsciously reached out and peeled off her collar, and saw several ambiguous marks all over her neck.

Wei Chijin's eyes widened, with tears in them. His eyes suddenly turned scarlet. He gritted his teeth and hit the wall with one punch. He punched and kicked against the wall, and then roared: "I'll kill that jerk of Qi Rui!"

When he was about to step out of the house, Yuan Mingzhu's voice sounded behind him.

"Yuchijin." With a dumb tone, it is no doubt clear what happened before.

Wei Chi Jin side head, saw was held by her hand, lift eyes, is still smiling with tears face: "maybe I think wrong, right, I should go to ask him, isn't it?"

A burst of inexplicable words, from her mouth, he vaguely felt, and his guess is not right.

The next moment, in front of the woman suddenly ran away.

Wei Chijin also can't look for Qi Rui, and follows her.

"Pearl, where are you going?" Wei Chijin gave a worried cry

Holding his head, Yuan Yinzhen woke up and saw the woman lying beside him. He was stunned and sat up abruptly. When he saw the chaos in the house, his fear gradually came to his mind.

Xia Huang opened her eyes and looked at the man beside her. She said with a shy smile, "Honglin, you wake up."

Wrist, suddenly caught.

The strength of the man's grip is very great. She frowns in pain. She raises her eyes, facing a pair of scarlet eyes: "Honglin, you --"

"Tell me, it wasn't you!" Although his consciousness was vague, he also knew what had happened before. He clearly remembered and talked with him鈥斺€?br>
It's her. How can she become Xia Huang?

Xia Huang lips don't open the line of sight, tears climbed into the eyes: "Honglin, I said, no matter what, I don't regret, even if you hate me, blame me, I also recognize." She said, turning her head, looking at him fondly: "for you, I am willing!"

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