Mysterious Husband's Little Lover

She moved forward a few steps, "why? Why can't you just accept my presence? "

Su Chenyue took back her eyes, and her expression was somewhat cold. "Because you can't compare with her, Lin Miaomiao, don't let me know that you do something to her. If she is killed by you, I'll let you try the taste of paying for your life. We are not the same people for a long time. You don't need to follow me."

"When you used me like that, now I'm worthless and want to throw it away?" Lin's expression was distorted by anger, "I tell you it's impossible! You'll never get rid of me until I'm dead! "

Su Chenyue looked at her, faintly vomited out two words, "madman."

"I'm crazy." Lin Miaomiao pinched his fingers, and his sharp nails pierced into his palm. "That's what you forced me to do. Where can I compare with her? How can I be worse than Lin Wenwen? "

She almost yelled out the last sentence.

Su Chenyue did not even lift her head, "she is always clean."

No matter before or now, Lin Wenwen in this dusty world is like an independent lotus. She just stays there quietly, and her hands have never been stained with anyone's blood. It seems that she can purify all unclean souls.

Smell speech, Lin Miao Leng half sound, tears instantly slide to the ground.

She knew what this meant. How could she not have been so many years ago?

It's a pity that she didn't have the luck of Lin Wenwen. She met Su Chenyue at the beginning of her love affair. From then on, he said that she would never go to the West. He had done many things that he didn't dare to think about before, and removed countless stumbling blocks for him. Now, this man is standing here to talk with her, which is really ironic.

"Su Chenyue." Lin Miao looked at his back expressionless, "you listen to me, if we are not together, even if I am dead, I will pull you to cushion the back."

Su Chenyue didn't turn back and left, "as you please."

This light and ethereal attitude, perhaps even her words did not listen carefully, Lin Miaomiao at the moment only felt the total sadness, as if all the things done in these years had suddenly lost their motivation.

Lin Wenwen stood in front of the window and looked at them. He was very glad that he didn't listen to Su Chenyue's ghost words just now.

If you stay a few more minutes, you may be in danger again.

She drew the curtains and sat down on the soft carpet along the wall.

These two people seem to be the nightmare that accompanies each other, and they will not let her go.

Zhao Ma pushed the door and came in. Seeing her appearance, she quickly took a blanket and put it under it. "It won't catch cold. Madam, I brought you just boiled milk and drank it to warm you up."

"Thank you, Ma Zhao." She took the milk in her arms and sipped it.

Zhao Ma controls the temperature of pure milk just fine, neither too fishy nor too hot. Lin Wenwen likes her craft very much, even if others practice for a few years, they may not be able to do it.

She narrowed her eyes, and her tense nerves relaxed a lot.

At this time, the stomach suddenly filled with acid water, straight to the throat above.

Lin Wenwen didn't even have time to react, so he began to stoop to the garbage can and retch.

Zhao Ma stopped closing the door and rushed to follow her back. "What's wrong with you, madam? Are you sick?"