The Beauty of Trial Marriage

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update for a hundred days of trial marriage: the latest chapters from my husband!Ling Qianmo bit her lip fiercely, looking at the distorted handsome face filled with anger, her eye circles gradually reddened.

She always thought that even if she couldn't talk about love in Xiang Heng's heart, at least she was a friend who had been with him for many years.Even if they are separated, they can nod their heads when they meet each other.But now she knows that she has always been so unbearable in Xiang Heng's heart.

Yes, in the eyes of men, what is not available is the best.

What qualifications do someone like yourself who rush to post up to win the respect of men?

She thought she was clear enough and aware of reality enough that she was able to pack everything about Xiang Heng into the corner in her heart, and then she was calm in front of outsiders.She couldn't do things like stalking, and her pride prevented her from doing such things.

But she forgot, no matter how well she pretended, there would always be a scar in her heart.

With the most cruel gesture, Xiang Heng tore open the scar, exposing her most unbearable past to her eyes, making her unable to hide it.

The heartache was to the extreme, Ling Qianmo loosened her silver teeth biting her lip instead, her apricot eyes suddenly curved and turned into two crescent moons, "Xiang Heng, I love you, so you have the chance to be in front of me. Unscrupulous. If I don't love you, you are nothing!"

"If you have the ability, you will hold you for eight years but want to leave and leave. The woman who wants to come back will live the rest of her life happily. I will bless you. Otherwise, I will wait for you to be abandoned again. , Drunk on the side of the road and no one cares."

Xiang Heng's pupils, who had brewed a gloomy rage, trembled suddenly, and a very complicated emotion flashed away.

Feeling the change in his mood, Xia Xueying quickly held his hand, her soft and delicate voice trembled a little, "Xiang Heng, don't quarrel with Momo, I am sorry for her, it is all my fault. I should not come back. Yes, I really shouldn't be back."

Xiang Heng glanced at the woman who was obviously supporting her, and his mouth moved. He wanted to say something, but he swallowed it inexplicably.

He still remembered that when Xia Xueying had just left, he searched the entire city and couldn't find him.During that time, he became extremely decadent. Every day he poured his sorrows through alcohol, and fell drunk by the roadside countless times.It was Ling Qianmo who picked him back again and again to take care of him.

At that time, she was silently by his side, saying nothing.He picked him home when he was drunk, and cooked for him when he was hungry.He watched that she never knew how to cook and became a superb cook.

Xiang Heng was suddenly a little annoyed, what he said just now really hit her sore spot.

"Xiang Heng, what you said that day, I will now return it to you intact."

Ling Qianmo didn't look at him again, turned and left.

The noisy streets made her feel embarrassed.But she still gritted her teeth, trying to straighten her back, even if one foot is deep and the other is shallow, she still walks smoothly.

Only after turning the corner, she couldn't help it anymore, slowly leaning over and squatting down, holding her head.

She was probably really crazy, the person whom she was reluctant to say before, but now she said all the serious things.

She didn't want to make things like this, she wanted to leave a good impression on each other, so that she could get together and relax.If you can't be a lover, at least you still have known each other for so many years and you are still friends.

She has loved Xiang Heng for eight years, and has long been used to maintaining the most graceful appearance in front of that person, just because Xiang Heng once said that what she likes most is her grace.

But... how come it has become like this!

In the milk tea shop, Ling Qianmo's last words sounded like a heavy hammer hitting Xiang Heng's heart.

What he said that day, he said to let her disappear in front of him forever.

The hand hanging to his side tightened quickly, and Xiang Heng subconsciously turned around to chase.

A soft warmth suddenly appeared in her palm, and Xia Xueying's body leaned forward softly, "Xiang Heng, I'm so scared, will Momo never forgive me again?!"

"..." Xiang Heng was stunned for a moment, and gently freed her hand, "I'll go and see..."

After that, he turned around and walked out of the milk tea shop.

Ye Zi'an was sitting in the car, looking at the woman holding her head on the street corner, her expression gloomy.

This woman was arrogant and stubborn in front of him, but she turned her head and squatted on the side of the road so unpromisingly.

"Zi'an, what are you looking at, so absorbed?" Mu Haruko stretched out his head curiously.

For the woman who stayed overnight at Ye Zi'an's house last night, she was curious to death.It's a pity that this guy's mouth is really not so hard, he can't pry it open no matter what.

However, the sun was still shining just now, and Ye Dashao, who was talking about fixing them, suddenly turned cloudy after waiting for the red light.

It is a pity that Mu Haruko hadn't seen it clearly, but Ye Zi'an suddenly opened the car door, stepped out of the car and walked forward.

"Hey, Zi'an, where are you going? Hey..."

Ignoring Gu Bei's clamor behind him, Ye Zi'an only felt that he was burning in his heart.

What is the dead woman sad about, squatting there with a lifeless look, like being watched?!

"Ling Qianmo," Ye Zi'an pulled away the person in the way, stood in front of Ling Qianmo, squinted at the motionless woman on the ground, "Is there money on the ground? I can't bear to squat for so long."

Ling Qianmo was a little surprised by the clear voice that suddenly fell from the top of his head. He looked up and saw the man's facial features become more and more colorful in the sun, "You... why are you here?"

Didn't he ask a friend to play live CS?How could it suddenly appear here.

Ye Zi'an glanced at her and sneered, "I don't care where I am, but you, what did you do to make yourself so embarrassed?"

"..." Ling Qianmo bit her lip, "What's up with you!"

The nasty tone made Ye Zi'an's already gloomy expression even more gloomy, "You are squatting here in such a dead manner, it is really unsightly!"

He was mad at seeing her like this, always wishing to stab her, watching her stubbornly challenge him, it seemed that it was more vivid and interesting.

The man grabbed her wrist vigorously, and dragged her up from the ground regardless of her will, and moved her eyes warmly around.

The indifferent gaze indifferently made the onlookers chill, and subconsciously stepped back to make way.

"Ye Zi'an, you let me go."

Ling Qianmo struggled desperately, but it was a pity that Ye Zi'an didn't mean to let go. He just dragged her forward, regardless of whether she could keep up with him.

The man is tall and long in legs, and he takes a big step at every step.Wearing stiletto heels, the woman stumbled all the way after chasing, and almost fell several times.

"Ye Zi'an, what is your relationship with me, let you take care of your business. You let me go, let me go."

Ye Zi'an threw Ling Qianmo aside with a wave of his hand. The latter staggered a few steps and easily stood firmly against the glass window of the street shop. Before he could react, a heavy black shadow fell.