Wife wants to remarry: The poisonous young man's enchanting strategy

When the moon returned to her home, it was dark, and her feet had been worn out and almost collapsed.

After resting on the door for a while, I found that the yard was empty and seemed to be empty.

"Lan Ma, Chen Bo, where are you? I'm the moon!"

After calling for a long time, no one came out. Thinking of what the Shang Dynasty said that day, I immediately thought of a bad result.

Did he even sell here?

To cry without tears, she slowly sat on the ground, and the cold concrete couldn't resist the cold in her heart.

Over the past few days, Mingyue's body was too tired. She leaned against the door and gradually fell asleep.

I don't know how long later, a black car stopped at the door, and the dazzling light shone on the petite figure curled up at the door.

The moon squirmed her body and didn't wake up.

A slender man came down from the car. His slightly narrowed eyes were like paint and ink, but they were cold like stars.

Zhong Muyan got out of the car after the night mark. Looking at his quiet face, a trace of fun slowly rose in his heart.

Mark seems to be very special to this woman. He put down his work and came out to find her himself.

Night scar didn't speak. He went to the moon and squatted down to stare at the people on the ground.

The black silk behind her head looked messy because of running all day, her clothes were untidy, and her face was covered with dust.

But it still makes people feel fresh and moving beauty.

The upturned nose gives out even breathing, the slightly opened lip flap is attractive, and you want to kiss it. The slightly open collar reveals a half snow-white roundness.

He couldn't help but remind him of his eyes that night, and the ghost moaning of the body that finally collapsed under him under his domineering attack.

A strange and proud smile rose from the corners of his mouth.

"The more you want to escape, the more you can't escape!"

Thin lips gently spit out the words as cold as ghosts, then stand up and look at the moon like a stray cat and dog.

The bright moon in her sleep heard this bone chilling words, and her body couldn't help shivering.

Who's talking? How does this sound make people feel so scared?

I want to open my eyes to see if I'm talking, but I'm too tired to wake up.

After getting on the bus, night scar leaned back in the back seat without expression.

Zhong Muyan wanted to ask why he didn't take her back.

Through the car mirror, I saw the unusually cold face behind me, which dispelled my thoughts.