People often stop to wonder if they have done something wrong when nothing can be changed, and forget about the madness in the process.

The driver watched in surprise as the head of the regiment poured a few mouthfuls of water into Jiang Yumo's mouth, Jiang Yumo was choked and coughed loudly, he frowned, and his hand was just instinctively blocking the water bottle in the commander's hand, but he didn't know that there were actually more complex ingredients in the water.

The head of the regiment smiled evilly and watched him swallow the water with the added things, and gently patted the face of early summer, her face was red, like the orange morning sun secretly hidden under the ground level when the morning sun was slightly dewed, he suddenly couldn't help but kiss her on the face and said: "Little baby, don't blame me, a superb man like Jiang Yumo is not wronged by you!"

The driver looked at the happy face of the regiment commander from the rearview mirror while driving, and he said more: "I think you are doing this too much, this lonely man and widow, dry wood and fire, must be drunk and disorderly, why do you bother to add fuel to the fire? You give Mr. Jiang this medicine, in case this little sister's body can't bear it, will something happen?"

"What do you know, our Master Jiang is a god and not a man, I'm afraid that he will become the unruly Yanagi Hui, this opportunity is rare, if he has this handle in his hand, he will have to stay in the imperial city honestly for the rest of his life, and never want to escape from my palm." ”

The sinister laughter of the head of the regiment pierced the silent night, the traffic on the road came and went, no one paid attention to the sorrow of others, all the indifference was intertwined in the desolate life, but he forgot to confess his heart to his true heart.

Jiang Yumo seemed to have fallen into a barrenness, only the desire in his heart ignited him, he didn't know why he was fluttering, as if his soul had been separated from his body, and he couldn't hold anything in his hands, he wailed in despair, but he didn't make a sound at all, just left a trace of pain in his heart.

He tore at his clothes in agony, as if everything was a bondage, and primal desire was the fire that burned in the sky at this moment, stirring in his heart.

The fire rushed to the sky, reflecting his handsome face, his eyebrows and eyes became no longer gentle at this moment, at this time he was more like a lone wolf with a broken arm, the wildness of his body was undoubtedly exposed at this moment, and his eyes seemed to be not only a burning gaze, but more like the terrifying blood droplets, red and terrifying.

His throat seemed to erupt with a raging fire, and he instinctively searched for a fountain that could save him, and his hand groped for the intoxicating body of the woman next to him, only to find that it was not a medicine to save him, but an even more deadly poison.

Her body seemed more seductive in the darkness, and the shallow breathing lingered in his ears, and he kissed her ears like crazy, the tip of her nose••••••

Her small lips flashed again and again in the dark corners of his heart, and the powerful temptation made him roar uncontrollably, and he invaded greedily, but felt a spasm all over his body after touching the soft red mass, he was afraid of her, he was afraid of her.

He didn't know whether he was awake or drunk, or if he had been deliberately intoxicated and unwilling to wake up, as if being drunk could be the best excuse for himself to make mistakes.

The woman didn't seem to wake up, but she kept trembling under his kiss, her slightly bent body was her most instinctive refusal, what she obsessed with in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows was her thoughts about other men, Jiang Yumo's heart was so distressed that it was like a knife had cut off a piece of flesh, but he could only watch the blood droplets penetrate his body little by little.

The woman's arms were curled up in front of her chest, like a bird with folded wings, unable to fly higher, just struggling to flutter her wings, her sad tears oozed from the corners of her eyes for unknown reasons, and she gently shouted a person's name, and that name made Jiang Yumo even more sad.

He grabbed her arm tightly, and even left his big palm print on it, he shook her frantically, but suddenly he was weak, and said dejectedly: "Early summer, please, I don't actually want to do anything Yanagishita Megumi, I want you, I want you, but •••••• you want to give me a chance, please ••••••"

He was in pain, he hated his stupidity even at this moment, even in such a drunken obsession, he couldn't bear to swallow her in a big gulp, he let the extreme burst of lust in his body mercilessly burn himself to ashes, and he didn't want to go against her will.

He fled out of bed in fear, scurrying, frantically opening the window, a breath of cold air filling his chest, and suddenly he realized that he had burst into tears, if he had fallen, if he had been ruthless, if he had been savage, if •••••• if he had not loved her so much, might not have been?

Immersed himself in the cold water, Jiang Yumo was paralyzed, he suddenly felt that he was so humble in front of that woman that he had no personality, as if she was the god of his destiny, she said to live, he would live, she said to die, he would really die, there would be no hesitation.

He was afraid of this feeling, his body trembled incessantly in the cold water, and he smiled bitterly, he would rather hurt himself than her, he would rather soak in the ice water to get rid of the unwielding desire, and he would not dare to touch her innocence.

He tilted his head and closed his eyes helplessly, letting the heat in his body eat away at his mind.

"Ou Jinyu, Ou Jinyu ••••••"

The woman's familiar voice came in again, Jiang Yumo clenched his fists tightly, it's that man again, can't he let you forget it? Even if it's just for one night? Even if you stop thinking about him, can't you just stop thinking about him? Do you have to sprinkle salt on the place where I hurt?

He choked up and picked up the phone like a child seeking comfort, he knew that summer time was in Italy in the summer, and it should be late at night now, but he couldn't care so much, he called willfully for the first time.

Jiang Rumeng's voice in the earpiece carried a faint sleepiness, but he felt very warm, he deliberately smiled and said, "Hi, Ms. Jiang Rumeng." ”

The woman over there paused for a moment before she said softly, "Yumo, what's wrong with you?"

"No, I'm happy, I just miss you a little. Jiang Yumo's tears slowly slipped down the corners of his eyes.

"That's good, don't worry me, don't •••••• don't do anything to hurt yourself, you know?"

Jiang Yumo nodded, although he knew that Jiang Rumeng on the other side of the phone would not see it at all, but he still did it.

It took him a long time before he suddenly said, "I want to say a few words to Antonio?"

Jiang Rumeng said lightly: "Okay." ”

After a while, Antonio said in broken Chinese: "Hello, Mo." ”

Jiang Yumo greeted him in fluent Italian, and then thought quietly for a moment before saying, "Antonio, I need your help, I need your friends here to help me check someone." ”