Ember is actually very uncomfortable.

He could sense her importance, so he knew his selfishness.

Even if she doesn't do anything, it's okay if she doesn't show up completely. As long as she still exists on her own soil, it is an unconditional support for him.

But he hadn't made up his mind to finish up with her yet. Reluctant, reluctant, and unaccustomed to cruelly stripping this person from life. He doesn't need to make excuses for himself, he's really bad. Even if they are separated, she has the right to pursue her own happiness.

But now, he can't imagine how lonely men and widows get along. Yizhen should have received a lot of stimulation from himself, will it evolve into a physiological act of revenge?

Otherwise, why didn't she go to Liang Xi and Nan Jingfeng? Just thinking about him would make her crazy.

A flash of lightning appeared in the purple and overcast sky, and the sky was split into pieces. With the rumbling thunder, like a giant beast roaring, it frantically slammed into the cage of nightmares, one by one, accompanied by the horn of reincarnation, from the depths of the dormant horizon to the sky.

The sky couldn't hold on, and the rain poured out. Boundless rivers swept away dust and engulfed the city.

Love and hatred are the arrowless boat that cannot carry life. Nothing matters, when this nightmare is about to wake up, the laughter and tears of countless infatuated men and women will be exerted to the extreme in this mighty torrent. Life must be filled with blood and tears, loved, consumed, praised, ran, born, and died.

"Young Master, where are you going?" Lemon came out and gave him an umbrella.

"I'll go out for a while. "The night ember never answered, as if enchanted, and drove away.

Yizhen dropped the book in his hand, rubbed his temples, and was about to sleep peacefully in the rain, when his phone suddenly rang again.

Now that it's raining, he probably won't force himself to go back with him. Yizhen hesitated for a few minutes, and the phone calls were one after another, like bombs.

"You come out. The cold voice pierced my ears.

Yizhen looked out the window, "It's raining now." ”

"I'm at the door. ”

was really startled, and his voice rose one time, "Are you outside?"

"Don't forget, you're still my wife, and you just ran to a man's house, do you think it's appropriate?"

"Now come back with me, right now. ”

I really faintly heard a little bit of seclusion. It was as if this majestic rain could wash away the evidence of her uncleanness.

If he doesn't come, she will definitely have something to do with Nan Jingfeng, because she is too impulsive? But how is this possible? How could he think that she will betray him?

"What the hell are you going to do?"

Nan Jingfeng intercepted at the door. The thunderstorm was so loud that both of them were hoarse.

"You get out of the way. "Ember slammed the door.

"How can you force her like this?" Nan Jingfeng pushed the night ember backwards. "You're going to bring someone back, and you'd be nice to her!

"It's between me and her, and you don't have to worry about it. ”

"You want to break into a house? I'm not going to let you in. ”

The two men raised their fists and struck, mingling with the mud splashes from the rain.

Yizhen was stunned, and came up to fight Nan Jingfeng and retreated. He was beaten so badly that she couldn't stand it.

"You go back with me. Ember grabbed Yezhen's arm and shoved the man into the car, the wheels of the wheel setting off a splash.

Nan Jingfeng rubbed his face, damn it, what is the matter of the two of them, what do you want him to do?

can only do the duty of a good friend, nothing more than a beating, but not too much. The nightshade was so hard that it hurt so hard that it hurt so much that I couldn't straighten my waist.

(?˙ー˙?)

It's back to this terrifying realm, like a ghost hitting a wall. Yizhen was reluctant to get out of the car, and Shengsheng was pulled out by the night embers.

"Don't think you'll be fine if you hide inside. He said. Yizhen was dragged by him, planted straight forward, and hit his chest with his head.

"I'll be gone. She twisted her hands and feet to show that she would not give in. Once inside, he wasn't sure how to clean her up.

"If you want to go, you can go, but I warn you, don't go to Nan Jingfeng. Just because you're still my wife. ”

He warned her viciously. Yizhen was surprised, I don't know if it was because of his words, or the face washed by the rain, too many emotions were intertwined on it, she really wanted to hug him and cry hard.

One of the slippers on his feet fell off. He looked down, put his head on her waist, picked her up, waded through the water, and carried her back to the room.

As soon as he let go of his hand, he fell steadily on the bed, with a soft and muffled sound, like dusting off the dust on the old fabric sofa. She continued to sink, with dust pouring on her face on all sides, intending to bury her alive.

The room was large and unproper, and indeed there was a thick smell of sweet dust, and the curtain curtains were blown high by the wind. She lay on her back and didn't move, and here she arrived like a captive.

He seems to have a lot of questions to answer. For example, is she in love with Nan Jingfeng?

I'm sure no, just with the pain in her heart beating for him now, pumping oxygen hard with every breath, the pain is real.

As if he was impatient, he immediately coerced her with one arm, and he could not bear the power of hell, like nailing the living to the cross.

Was it because they didn't get an explanation from her? What was there to explain? Maybe they should have ended a long time ago.

She immediately turned her face away, the breath above her cheek scraping lightly, a blade tightening for a while. Of course, if he had to ask her, she couldn't help it.

He snapped, let go of her hand, and walked away without looking back.

Yizhen hesitated to go downstairs to get his slippers, but within three or five minutes, he came up again, dropped his slippers and came in, looking very angry.

Yizhen came out of the bath, and Lemon called her to eat outside the door.

"Got it, I'll go down right away. Yizhen changed his clothes and hesitated to go downstairs.

First served two small bowls of purple ginseng soup to warm the stomach and body. Yizhen looked at the face of the night embers, and there was no expression.

Since the two of them have been like this, there have been no crabs or crayfish on the table, and it is easy to remember the previous habits, and it may be heart-wrenching to experience another experience.

Today, for some reason, crayfish reappeared on the table. I really feel embarrassed, it shouldn't be the meaning of the night embers. Was it a coincidence? A little thing stumped her.

Nightember glanced at her, her twin ponytails tied to fluffy like soft squirrel tails. A small egg face is piled up in the middle, and even the expression is like a squirrel. With a clammy and cold little pointed nose, his big clear eyes were half-closed aggrievedly, counting the few stored grains.

Don't look away, there was a smile in your nose. He put on disposable gloves and peeled shrimp as if no one was around.

Yizhen lowered his head to eat the small egg dumplings, eating very slowly, and he pushed the plate towards her.

"Don't spend the night outside in the future. He said. Reassuring.

"Hmm. He nodded obediently.

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