For two years after Gu Xihe married Yan Moshen, she continued to maintain this marriage, but the recent sudden events really made her feel so tired and tired.

When she silently liked Yan Moshen, some people said that she was delusional.

But in the end, she got her wish and married Yan Moshen.

And the life after marriage is completely opposite to what she imagined, and she doesn't want to think about it anymore.

Gu Xihe closed his eyes tightly, but his heart ached violently.

……

In the evening, Gu Xihe returned home, sat in the car and looked at the villa not far away, which was dark and oppressive, Yan Moshen should not come back here tonight.

She hesitated for a moment to open the car door.

Walking into the villa, I couldn't see my fingers in the living room, and I changed my shoes at the entrance.

She didn't intend to turn on the lights and walked in the direction of the wall towards the bedroom on the second floor.

Take off your heavy coat and walk in the direction of the bathroom.

Turning on the shower, the warm water in the dark flowed down the white and delicate skin, and the mist gradually spread, Gu Xihe turned on the wall lamp in the bathroom while feeling the darkness.

With his eyes closed, his slender neck raised, his tired body gradually relaxed.

So much so that Yan Moshen walked into the bedroom, she didn't feel it.

He was dressed in a dark suit that blended in with the darkness, and his tall body sank into the sofa.

He lit a cigarette and the light went out in the darkness.

Yan Moshen's eyes were firmly fixed in the direction of the bathroom, and the frosted glass could vaguely see the bumpy body, he pulled his tie and looked away.

After a few moments, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped abruptly.

Yan Moshen extinguished the cigarette in his hand, and Gu Xihe walked out in a white bathrobe.

She sat on the edge of the bed and fumbled to turn on the bedroom light.

When she turned around, she saw Yan Mo sitting lazily on the sofa, but without any warning, she was really startled, and the whole person was terrified.

The air smells of tobacco.

Gu Xihe didn't speak, looking at the ashtray on Yan Moshen's side.

There were countless extinguished cigarette butts in the ashtray.

Walking to the side of the bed with a towel and wiping her hair that was still dripping with water, Yan Moshen walked behind her at some point, hugged her from behind, and rested his chin on her shoulder.

Exhaled hot air sprayed down her neck, rubbing the wings of her nose against her.

There was an indescribable feeling, itchy.

She gently broke Yan Moshen's wrist and turned to look at him lightly.

"If you want to come back to live in the future, you can notify me in advance, so as not to make you come over so suddenly, I can arrange it properly, now only this room in the villa has bedding, you will sleep here tonight, I will go to the living room to sleep."

After Gu Xihe finished speaking, he was about to walk towards the outside of the bedroom, but he grabbed his wrist.

"This is my home, and you are my wife."

There was a domineering tone in his cold voice.

The implication is that all the qiē here is his property, including her.

Gu Xihe didn't speak, and Yan Moshen was silent and didn't speak.

After a long time, Yan Moshen pulled her to sit on the edge of the bed.

Gu Xihe didn't resist, he took out a hair dryer from the cabinet and plugged it in, his slender and good-looking fingers were inserted into her hair, and the warm wind blew away the strands of hair.

"I said before, if you go to bed without drying your hair like this, you will have a headache in the morning."

There was concern in a deep, clear voice.

Gu Xihe's body trembled slightly, stiffening in place.