Mrs. Huo, she is very charming

Jiang Fanxing couldn't deny it. He gave him his computer and mobile phone, and then he left the bedroom.

Huo Hanxiao turns on his computer, processes several important e-mails, and listens to Lu Fei's return.

Ben still has a lot of work to deal with. If he had a cold, it would not be a big deal for him, and he would not even go to the company.

But this time, there was someone in the family, someone he wanted to rely on very much.

Therefore, he was willful once, and let the company's big and small things go, and he played a rascal with a little woman at home.

It's just

Su Yijiang?!

This man is really an eyesore.

Think about it, pick up the phone, dial out.

A few seconds later, the call was put through.

The first sound was a few coughs, followed by a familiar voice, "Hello, what's the matter?"

Huo Hanxiao took it for granted and said in a low voice, "now we have a common enemy."

"Oh? Cough cough, common enemy? " On the phone came a voice of great interest from the man, "tell me about it."

"Su Yijiang." Huo Hanxiao said, "if I remember correctly, Su Yijiang is the one who would rather commit suicide than leave you more than ten years ago!"

The person on the other side of the phone heard Su Yijiang's three words. He breathed a lot and his voice was a little tight. "What do you want to do?"

"My woman says he's a lifesaver and I can't move."

"So?"

"Last night, Bai Jingjing and Su Yijiang sat at the same table. Do you think it was a coincidence or..." Huo Han roared with a smile.

The man on the other side of the phone chuckled, "I see."

"In a civilized society, it's not good to kill people." Huo Hanxiao thought about it. He could save his life. He couldn't go too far.

"It's ironic to say that from your Huo Hanxiao's mouth."

Then hang up.

Huo Hanxiao can't deny it.

……

Shangjing west suburb villa, shengzhai.

Although it was only at the end of October, Sheng's house had already set on fire, and the whole house was warm.

Sheng Jinchuan is sitting in a wheelchair with a thick wool blanket on his legs. He looks out of the window without any waves. But his fingers holding the phone are white, and the back of his hand is covered with blue tendons.

Bai Jingjing pushed the door in, and the cotton slippers fell on the floor. There was no sound, but Sheng Jinchuan still felt it with her back to her.

Sitting in a wheelchair, turning his head, eyes soft, "you're here."

Bai Jingjing sat down on the sofa and lit a cigarette. His red lips opened and closed, spitting out white rings.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Sheng Jinchuan tried to bear it, but his health was so bad that he couldn't bear it.

Bai Jingjing took an eyebrow at him, raised his lip slightly, and took another breath, "I'll tell you, I'll go back to America tomorrow."

Sheng Jinchuan's fingers tightened again, and his heart seemed to split.

"Can't you stay a few more days?" Carefully asked.

Bai Jingjing didn't look at him and refused coldly. "Don't you know that it's a nightmare for me to spend more time with you?"

Sheng Jinchuan's mouth is bitter, black pupil can't cover up the pain, countless words to retain to the mouth is only a word.

"Do you want to sleep?" When a cigarette burned out, Bai Jingjing focused on Sheng Jinchuan.

Sheng Jinchuan's eyes always fell on her face and met her with a sarcastic smile.

Heart, suffocating pain.

"Have a good rest." He rolled his throat and his voice dried up.

Bai Jingjing sneered, "don't be fake. No one will tolerate a waste except me."

Sheng Jinchuan's eyebrows and eyes lingered with forbearance and pain. He didn't turn his head and pulled his eyes away from Bai Jingjing.

Bai Jingjing chuckled again, got up from the sofa, walked to Sheng Jinchuan and took off his clothes.

In just a few steps, Sheng Jinchuan has gone back and forth.

Rose fragrance into the nose, Sheng Jinchuan rolled Adam's apple, "I'm tired, want to rest."

Bai Jingjing pulled off the wool blanket on his leg and sat down, "Sheng Jinchuan, I met Su Yijiang last night."

Man, the body is stiff.

He knows.

"After all these years, my heart will still beat when I see him."

Sheng Jinchuan's whole body was tense, and her boiling blood suddenly solidified, as if he was under an ice lake, as if he saw death waving to him.

"What to do? I seem to love him more and more! Even if I'm with you, my heart always beats for him. "

Sheng Jinchuan's fingertips turned white like an invisible hand tearing his heart.

Close your eyes and cover up the rolling pain.

Seeing him like this, Bai Jingjing was greatly satisfied.

The more painful he was, the happier she was!Sheng Jinchuan, " Do you have to torture me like this? "

"What else?" Bai Jingjing made a very surprised expression, staring big eyes, "do you want me to love you?"

"Why not?" Sheng Jinchuan's voice tightened.

After that, his heart was pounding.

He looked at Bai Jingjing nervously and expectantly, expecting her answer, but also afraid of her answer.

"Don't dream, Sheng Jinchuan. I can love anyone in my life, but I can't love you any more. Even death will not love you. "

I knew that, didn't I.

Sheng Jinchuan, Sheng Jinchuan, you have heard such words thousands of times. Why do you want to insult yourself.

"Jingjing Please don't do that He looked miserable.

"Come on? What do you want? " Bai Jingjing said with a smile, "Sheng Jinchuan, even today, Bai Jingjing will still be like this. You should be grateful. What else do you do?"

"Jingjing! You just don't want me to touch Su Yijiang. What's he worth to do to you? "

Bai Jingjing raised her head and looked at him with questioning eyes. She saw that he was full of pain, but she still said the most hurtful words, "he is not as good as you, but I just love him."

Sheng Jinchuan's eyes are more painful.

I'm all right, but you don't love me anymore.

Sheng Jinchuan clenched his fist, and the pain from his palm kept him awake.

Ten years, ten years later.

Jingjing is not the one who announced that he was her boyfriend when he saw him for the first time.

The scene of love without reservation.

"Sheng Jinchuan, I said that Su Yijiang will live one day, and I will be your woman one day. One day he died, whether you did it or not, I will depend on you. " Bai Jingjing is threatening.

Sheng Jinchuan's face became pale gradually, his chest was dull and undulating violently, "cough, cough, cough, cough!"

A cough is worse than a cough.