Wife, don't try to escape

"Are there any differences between the two endings?" Lin Mohan asked, "I'm just cheating physically, but you're cheating mentally. If I were a woman, I would never forgive you!"

"You are in the mood to make sarcastic remarks, but now it seems that you should be worse than me?" Mo Yichen mocked.

This made Lin Mohan jump up, "grandma, this woman really has to do it. If I hadn't flashed quickly, I would have been in the hospital now. My sister-in-law is cultured. After all, she is a university teacher. Such a thing can make you retreat..."

"I'd rather be beaten by her, but she doesn't care at all. Don't you understand?" Mo Yichen grabbed the wine bottle and poured half of it down.

"It's better than me who suffers from domestic violence. This woman is naturally violent. I'm worried about her all day. I'll die if I'm not careful."

"You regret it?" Mo Yichen squinted at him.

"Regret?" Lin Mohan sneered. "I'm fucking cheap. I didn't even think of the word regret. You say I haven't seen any woman. Why can't I let her go? No, she can't be called a woman!"

"Since you can't put it down, make it clear to her."

"You think I don't want to, but she won't let me explain at all. This woman doesn't listen to people!" Lin Mohan looked depressed. "Why don't you ask your sister-in-law to help me persuade her!"

"Do you think I can help you?" Mo Yichen asked.

"Isn't your sister-in-law very talkative?"

"Nice to talk?" Mo Yichen smiled bitterly. "That's the appearance. Although she doesn't beat or scold, she often uses cold violence. I'm fucking fed up with cold violence!" Mo Yichen suddenly burst into foul language.

"You deserve it!" Lin Mohan was not angry. "Who told you to be so high-profile? You're going to invest in filming for your ex girlfriend."

"Lao Tzu is a high-profile man with a clear conscience." Mo Yichen continued to swear.

"No matter how clear your conscience is, you have to consider your sister-in-law's feelings. As a woman, can she feel better when she looks at her husband and ex girlfriend?"

"If she feels bad, the sun will come out in the West!" Mo Yichen suddenly became less angry. He always attributed Jiang Yurou's resistance to seeing his first boyfriend. Listening to Lin Mohan's persuasion, he suddenly felt that there was another possibility. Thinking of another possibility, his anger suddenly disappeared, so he got up and grabbed his coat. Seeing his behavior, Lin Mohan was surprised, "don't you drink with me?"

"There's plenty of time after drinking. Now I have to find out another thing." he strode out of the box and reminded Lin Mohan when he closed the door, "you'd better tell Xiaojia everything before drinking the bar!"

After watching him leave, Lin Mohan got up and left.

It was late at night when Mo Yichen returned home. He opened the door and smelled a strong smell of wine in his nose. Then he saw Jiang Yurou lying on the sofa. Tears hung on her face. There was a half drunk wine bottle on the tea table in front of her. People were already asleep.

What is this? Is she drowning her sorrows with wine?

Because the man came back, she couldn't bear it, and then began to anesthetize herself with alcohol. This idea made Mo Yichen almost turn around and leave. Finally, he controlled himself and walked over and pushed her. Jiang Yurou opened her eyes and looked at him in a dazed state in her big eyes.

Her dazed expression reminded Mo Yichen of the night when she was drunk for the first time. That night, when he took her to the car to fasten her seat belt, she looked dazed, and then vomited herself.

Just thinking of this, Jiang Yurou suddenly opened her mouth. Mo Yichen had no time to dodge and watched her vomit herself. With a wry smile, he took her to the bathroom and boiled water to bathe her.

Jiang Yurou looked at Mo Yichen giggling with her drunken eyes. She also looked at him giggling when she was drunk last time. She had been reading a person's name in her mouth. He wanted to take her home, but he changed his mind and took her to the hotel. It was this area that made him and her husband and wife.

When he thought about the situation that night, he thought it was incredible. He called the waiter of the hotel to help her change her clothes, and then lay in a bed with her. He was not a gentleman and naturally would not sit still. But he didn't do anything when he slept with such an eye-catching beauty that night. Later, the two people lay in bed all night and nothing happened.

Although nothing happened that night, he recognized one thing, so when Professor Jiang and his wife came to him and asked him to be responsible for her, he promised.

It is said that marriage is the tomb of love. He and Jiang Yurou have never loved each other, but he buried himself so rashly that he still can't tell right from wrong. Maybe he really lost his head!

Just thinking of this, Jiang Yurou suddenly smiled and reached out to touch his face. Her hands were long, white and smooth as grease. Mo Yichen was stunned and subconsciously looked into her eyes. Jiang Yurou's eyes were confused. It was obvious that she was not conscious.

"Good, don't move!" he comforted and continued to help her take a bath. Jiang Yurou waved her hands and was very dishonest. After taking a bath, Mo Yichen was soaked all over. He took her back to the bedroom and put her on the bed. After gently covering her with a blanket, Mo Yichen sat by the bed and stared at her. Jiang Yurou's sleeping face was as harmless as a baby. He looked at her for a long time and sighed low "I've been poisoned, but you haven't entered the game. I lost after all!"

Jiang Yurou on the bed didn't answer him, but turned over. When turning over, Mo Yichen heard her muttering. Listen carefully, it turned out to be, "Mo Yichen, you are a big villain and a big liar!"

Listening to her drunken words, Mo Yichen's eyes lit up, and his Yanyan expression suddenly became lively.

Jiang Yurou opens her eyes and finds that she is held in her arms by Mo Yichen. Her head hurts very much. The sequelae of the hangover makes her very uncomfortable. She clearly remembers what Mo Yichen did to her last night. Didn't he slam the door and leave? When she came back, she didn't have the slightest impression. Funny, he has the face to hold her in his arms and bully her! Seeing Mo Yichen's sleeping face, she broke free from his arms without attachment.

The footsteps were still floating. She rubbed her forehead and went to the bathroom. When she heard her footsteps leave, Mo Yichen, who was sleeping, opened his eyes. A pair of unfathomable eyes stared at the direction of the bathroom. The lines on her face were much colder than usual.

After washing, Jiang Yurou left home with her bag. Before leaving, Mo Yichen was still lying in bed and didn't get up. Today, Jiang Yurou didn't have a class. Instead of going to school, she made an appointment with Xiaojia.