Ai Yimo twisted her eyebrows, she gently pushed Lan Xiyun away, and said in a low voice: "Don't be like this, thank you really for today, but I have already thought about it very clearly......"

"I can't bear the charge of killing Wei Liang, I want to tell Luo Qifeng that the embarrassed little girl back then was not Wei Liang, but me!

"Silently, if you say it, will he believe it? Don't be stupid, he doesn't believe you at all! Hearing this, Lan Xiyun finally roared excitedly.

"But I can't control my heart, what should I do?" Ai Yimo smiled bitterly, she lowered her eyes, avoiding Lan Xiyun's gaze, only to find that the door was not closed at all, it was hidden.

Could it be that Luo Qifeng is waiting for her? No, how is that possible?

Aimer shook his head and pushed the door open with mixed feelings, but—

"Have you ever wondered how sad I am to see you hurt and shed tears?" Lan Xiyun's hoarse voice sounded faintly, if he could, he really didn't want to send Ai Yimo back here.

Aimer's hand trembled slightly, but she just didn't look back. "I have thought about it, I have really thought about it, but Luo Qifeng is my life, my love for him has melted into my blood and bones, how can I give it up and forget it?"

Her eyes were red again, and she walked in, closing the door, and completely separating the inside and outside into two worlds.

It was pitch black inside, and Aimer didn't turn on the light, just leaning against the door. In the dark, she seemed to smell the strong smell of wine, and her intuition told her that Luo Qifeng was in the bedroom, so she walked over and plucked up the courage to say, "Qifeng, the girl you met when you were a child is ......"

Aimer was suddenly speechless, and she looked in disbelief at the two people who were hugging each other on the bed, until the phone suddenly slipped from her fingertips.

"Bang-"

The dull sound does not seem to hinder the sex of the two people on the bed. Zhi, Luo Qifeng's smooth body tightly covered Fang Yirou, and Fang Yirou's snow-white arms clinged to his shoulders, the underwear and underwear on the side of the bed were scattered all over the ground, and there were obvious dots of purple on the dark blue sheets!

Was that Fang Yirou's blood? They......

Aimer covered her mouth so tightly that she froze there completely, not even having the strength to turn and flee.

"Hmm...... Don't ......" Fang Yirou groaned in a low voice, her narrowed eyes also stretched out a little, "silently ......"

Fang Yirou suddenly screamed, as soon as she shouted like this, Luo Qifeng seemed to be a little sober, and subconsciously turned her head to look at the door.

"You ......" for a long time, Luo Qifeng finally spoke coldly, and a trace of panic flashed in his heart, but he just didn't show it.

Damn, it's all alcohol!

"Silently, I, I...... I'm sorry......" Fang Yisoft and weakly pushed Luo Qifeng away, "Qifeng drank a lot of wine, I ......"

"No need to explain, I ......," Aimer forced himself to pull out a smile, "it doesn't matter! ”

Luo Qifeng's eyes became ruthless at this moment, he clamped Fang Yirou's hand, and said word by word: "Rourou, don't go." ”

"Pray ......for the wind," Fang Yirou was stunned with a face full of astonishment, "However, tonight is the wedding night for you and the silent newlyweds......"

Ai Yimo was sneering, since he knew that it was the wedding night between himself and Luo Qifeng, what else was Fang Yirou doing here? And—

Still on crutches!

"Wedding night? Snort, didn't she and me, what we should do and what we shouldn't do, a long time ago? Luo Qifeng half-propped himself up and stared straight at Ai Yimo, "You left with Lan Xiyun, what are you doing back?" ”