"What? Can you get out of here when you're crazy in the middle of the night, don't disturb my sleep. ”

"I have something to ask you." Jiang Yiran stepped forward, a pair of black eyes staring at her face tightly.

"Lao Tzu is not interested in answering, you get out of here." Gu Mo directly threw the pillow in his hand on him angrily.

Jiang Yiran calmly took the pillow she threw over, looked at the person on the bed with an angry look, and paused.

After seeing that she had calmed down, he asked, asking in an unusually calm tone, "Gu Mo, are you pregnant?" ”

At that moment, he could clearly feel the body on the bed slam violently.

He secretly curled his fingers, clenched his fists, and stared at her without blinking, waiting for her answer.

Half an hour later.

Gu Mo suddenly sneered.

In the next second, I saw her looking up at the man in front of her, and the curvature of her slightly white lips was particularly sarcastic, "What does it have to do with you?" ”

What does it have to do with you?

Is it okay?

Jiang Yiran's heart suddenly felt a tingling pain.

"Is there anything else?" Gu Mo looked at him coldly, watching him stand motionless in place without the slightest movement.

"Gu Mo, why can't we talk calmly?"

Jiang Yiran was silent for a long time before he rolled his eyes, looked at the impatient woman in front of him, and asked her in a very low, even somewhat dull and mournful tone.

He really didn't understand, why could this woman change so much?

And it has become so thorough?

Why was it that the relationship was so good at the beginning, but in the end it became a sword and crossbow.

When Gu Mo heard this, he seemed to laugh.

The sarcasm in his smile was obvious to him and hard to ignore.

She admits that she is just hypocritical. 85

At the beginning, when she liked him so much, he shattered all her youthful beauty with his own hands.

Her self-esteem and pride couldn't allow herself to accept Jiang Yiran, and she couldn't forgive him from the bottom of her heart.

A few years ago, she even denied it to herself in her heart, denying that she had ever liked such a person.

She felt that it was a great shame in her life!

She couldn't forgive herself for liking it at that time, let alone Jiang Yiran, who could pretend that everything didn't happen at all.

"There's no need." Gu Mo looked at him and said word by word.

These three simple words are like a sharp knife, mercilessly inserted into Jiang Yiran's heart.

His throat rolled, and he stood still, not knowing what to make for a moment.

"Get out, you don't have the right to meddle in my affairs."

Gu Mo stretched out his hand and pointed to the door, and said coldly.

"Can I stay?" Jiang Yiran opened his mouth, only to feel that his voice was astringent.

Gu Mo didn't seem to understand.

"Kid, can you stay?" He repeated.

"No, you can't!" Gu Mo said these three words mercilessly.

Jiang Yiran clenched the fists at his side, and his eyes were bloodshot and scarlet for a moment, which seemed to be a little terrifying.

He tried very hard to suppress it, trying to restrain himself from staying calm and calm, trying not to lose the last of his senses.

"Okay." After all, he could only make such a sound.

He stiffly turned, in the direction of the doorway, one step at a time, moving.

He wondered, if he walked more slowly, would he be able to hear the woman change her words?

But even when he walked to the door and closed the door, he didn't hear a word from the cold-blooded woman.

Probably, that's all there really is, he thought.

He really regrets it now.