"The letter you gave me," Sheng Yumo pressed her from behind, afraid that she would escape, "You didn't say that there was a letter written to me, you wrote it...... If you write it down, I'll believe it. ”

Liu Muguan: "...... In your presence, I ...... Can't write it! ”

Please, just those fleshy words, she has to do some psychological construction when she writes quietly?

Two words: shame!

Sheng Yumo wrapped her around her back, like a fierce beast that pounced on its prey, and almost the weight of her entire body was on her.

He squeezed her hand and forced her to pick up the pen, "Good, I said, you write...... Write as I say ......"

He rested his head on her shoulder, all the breath enveloping her.

The smell of strong liquor made her get drunk......

Liu Muguan barely held the pen, "You say." ”

Just want it to be over quickly.

Sheng Yumo stared at the snow-white letter paper and pulled her head up, "Write first, my beloved, my favorite...... Brother Yumo......"

Liu Muguan...... Shame on you......

Sheng Yumo didn't care about her, took her, wrote down this head stroke by stroke, and then read again, "I haven't seen you for three years, I miss you very much......"

"Every day, every night, every minute, I want to ...... I'm not happy at all to see you...... I listen to you, I'm well-behaved, well-behaved...... But why haven't you come back yet......"

A tear suddenly fell from her shoulder, dripping onto the letterhead, staining the ink and blurring the words.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, and you won't even look at me...... Come back and ignore me, ignore me...... There are only others in my heart, and I secretly ...... with other men It's all more important than me...... Why do you ...... Don't want me to ...... Don't love me ......"

Liu Muguan stopped: "I love you." ”

He is like a person who has drowned, even if he goes ashore, he will never forget the feeling of being cold and about to drown.

She touched his face with her backhand, and the other hand was wet, "Brother, I love you." ”

Syllable!

The washboard fell to the ground, Sheng Yumo strangled her waist and buried his face in her neck, his voice was fragile and hoarse, "Guanguan, don't touch my ears......"

"It's okay, brother," Liu Muguan turned around and hugged him too, "I'm here, I won't escape......"

In this world, there are so few people who have loved, and if you go, there will be one less.

What has been lost is very important, and what has not been lost, I don't want to lose it again.

She didn't want to lose ...... anymore

She turned the chair completely over, her hand gently pressing down his spine, Sheng Yumo collapsed on top of her, and the weight almost pressed this square inch of space to collapse.

"Brother, are you uncomfortable?" She whispered in his ear.

"Uh-huh......" he exclaimed.

"It's okay, I'm here." She bit his ear and felt his trembling, "Wanguan help you, don't bear ......"

Click, she snapped the buckle off his waist......

……

When Sheng Yumo woke up, he found that he was in Xiaoxi's room.

He subconsciously clenched his hands, trying to grab something, but his hands were empty.

A wave of fear welled up in his heart, and he instantly propped himself up, touched his side indiscriminately, and touched a ...... with body temperature Wooden board brand?

Spirit tablet? No, there are obvious undulating edges and corners on it.

Pulling back the curtains to let in the natural light, he saw that the sign in his hand turned out to be a ...... Washboard!

On the board, four big characters are written on the marker: beloved wife Guanguan

There is also a row of small characters below: Sheng Yumo is special

What the hell is this?

He rubbed his temples, feeling a kind of post-hangover pain and trance.

I can't remember the events of last night clearly, but although I have a headache, my body has an indescribable lightness.

Walking out of the room, Aunt Yun was outside directing the workers to repair the house.

Sheng Yumo looked at the chaotic house and roughly guessed something.