A few minutes of time.

Murong Bo took a shower and lay directly on the bed in the master bedroom.

He rolled over and turned over again.

When he changed his N+1 position.

He sat up from the bed in surprise.

That damn woman.

You won't fall asleep on the couch.

He just wanted to lift the quilt, but Mu Mu suddenly dragged the bath towel and walked in, and lay down on the bed directly with exhaustion.

The room was quiet again.

Murong Bo couldn't sleep anymore, he stared at the ceiling for a while, and couldn't help but turn around and glance at her back.

He didn't know what was wrong with him.

Today, because of a woman, she was beaten by her father, and she was wronged.

He just wanted to go out for a ride or find a bar to get drunk.

But I didn't expect that I could have come here by ghost.

He now felt that the distance between him and Mu Mu was getting farther and farther away.

He remembered when she first followed him.

He casually gave tens of thousands of yuan, or when he was on a business trip, he bought her a bag, perfume or something.

She dances happily, and sometimes deliberately flatters him and takes the initiative to seduce him.

He even regretted it a little.

I regret that I shouldn't have helped her back then, and I shouldn't have given her any resources.

If she is still a small artist on the eighteenth line, she bends her waist for five buckets of rice every day.

She should still change her tricks and be full of thoughts to please him.

Since she became popular in the entertainment industry a little bit, until now she is thriving.

Her current annual salary is already an astonishing figure.

She was no longer short of money.

Because their relationship has always been secret and not made public.

So there are naturally a lot of men chasing her.

He didn't know either, when he saw her lips today.

Why did I suddenly think of the advertisement I saw when I was having dinner with my father in the evening?

The way she kisses someone else.

He knows it better than anyone else.

These of the actors are all fake.

Even if it's really kissed, it's just a drop in the water, and it's needed for work.

But he just didn't know why, he couldn't control his temper so much.

Is it just because I was beaten by my father?

He couldn't tell what it was for.

just felt that too many things were intertwined, and he was a little out of breath when he was depressed.

Murong Bo glanced at Mu Mu.

Lifted the quilt and stepped out of bed.

He walked to the living room and picked up his clothes from the floor.

I found a cigarette in my pocket and lit one.

Standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the night view outside the window, I don't know what I was thinking.

With a soft closing of the door.

Mu Muhao opened his eyes suddenly.

She stared straight ahead for a while, her eyes soured, and tears couldn't help but fall.

Such days, she would have long wanted to end.

But she was still reluctant to ......

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Haicheng Central Hospital.

There was no particular reaction after Sisi's blood transfusion.

The situation of the whole person is also developing in a good direction.

He was admitted to the VIP ward.

Because Zhan Yanhan didn't eat at night, he gave Xixi so much blood, and his face was as pale as paper.

Xia Xin hurriedly went to the restaurant outside and packed some food and came back.

Everyone didn't have any special appetite, so after a few simple bites, the meaning was forgotten.

Sissy hasn't woken up yet......