Han Yichu looked at Huang Qingwu's indifferent reaction. He really couldn't stand it. His heart seemed to be cut by a knife. It was very painful.

But even if it is the pain again, he has to suppress this emotion.

Because compared with the pain, he can not lose the tilt dance.

Han Yichu's throat moved violently. He clearly wanted to hold his lover in his arms. Mingming had just been the most intimate, but now he can't do anything.

Can only look at this helplessly, she looks at him as if seeing strange eyes.

This kind of stimulation, Han Yichu can hardly stand.

In his heart, he knew that Qingwu might have remembered something.

But he still didn't want to be sure, or not sure.

His hoarse way: "Qing dance, what's wrong with you? Tell me, will you

Han Yichu's voice was so low and low that he was afraid that his voice would disturb the dance.

he can feel that the present dance is really fragile and fragile, like a bubble, or it may burst.

So he didn't dare to move or talk.

Moreover, he didn't want to let Qingwu drink. Seeing her so painful, he actually hurt more than her.

Hearing Han Yichu's words, Huangqing dance draws a self mocking and bitter arc, and then drinks a mouthful of wine.

She tilted her head to see Han Yichu, "Oh, what's the matter? What's wrong with me? Do you feel bad? "

Han Yichu didn't know why the Huangqing dance party uttered such a sentence. This sentence, like a sword, stabbed him in the position of his heart. The place where he was in the pit of his heart was already painful. At this time, it was dripping with blood.

He looked at Huangqing dance with red eyes. He wanted to hold her and what he wanted to do, but he was afraid of stimulating Huangqing dance. He could only bear it.

He looked at the Huangqing dance deeply and pointed to the position of his heart, "here I love you, I love you very much, you are so, I feel more miserable than you."

Huang Qingwu shook his head, "Oh, Yichu, you are lying to me, cheating me..."

"I didn't, Qingwu, I didn't, I love you, absolutely did not cheat you. We are together. How can I love you? You know, Qingwu, don't torture me like this, OK? Don't torture yourself like this. I feel worse

Han Yichu's throat was hoarse and his eyes were red with red blood.

My heart is souring.

Huangqing dance listen to Han Yichu's answer, how do not want to believe, she is completely immersed in that just thought of the memory, she can not forget those, can not forget.

Huang Qing dance can't face Han Yichu calmly at this time.

She threw the finished bottle on the ground and continued to pick up another bottle.

Han Yichu grasped Huangqing dance's hand, "Qing dance, don't drink, don't drink..."

He couldn't watch her drink like this.

When Han Yichu met her hand, she felt as numb as electricity. She couldn't deceive herself.

She still loves him, deeply.

And just so close contact, so deep love, he so intimate kiss her, love her She can't fool her body, her heart.

But she didn't allow herself to immerse herself in this way. She couldn't be fascinated by his words.

Huang Qingwu shook his head vigorously, "you go, you go, I don't want to see you now, you go..."

Han Yichu shook his head, "you look like this, how can I leave your side, tilt dance, what's wrong with you, tell me? Don't be angry with me

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