Wuzhen is full of a strong quaint atmosphere. It is an ancient, magical and beautiful ancient town.

The strong quaint atmosphere greeted us, making all the anxiety and boredom in people's hearts slowly indifferent to this quaint and ancient scenery. This makes Kill, who has lived in intrigue all year round, feel like he is suddenly.

The dark dragon forces have no roots in Wuzhen, and only the Sagan Group has a filming base in Wuzhen, so Kill contacted the people of the Sagan Group as soon as possible and asked them to use all their abilities to find Mishasha.

After three full days, after Kill waited anxiously for three days, the person in charge of finding Mishasha finally came with the news.

Mishasha stayed in a medium hotel and booked a room for a month.

Every morning, when the sun rises, she walks slowly along the river alone, smelling the fresh air. At noon, find a small restaurant, eat some nutritious meals, in the afternoon, lean on the rocking chair in front of the window, bask in the sun, listen to the laughter outside the window, the river flows, quietly look at the scenery, read books, listen to music, and talk to the baby. At night, sit quietly on the boat, listen to the couples around you talk about love, and then go back to the hotel and sleep.

Her life is very regular, although she is alone, it has never been easier in these years.

After getting off the boat and stepping on the bright bluestone road illuminated by the moon and lights, she took a deep breath of the moist air of the water town, and was in a beautiful and quiet mood.

"Bang ......"

Suddenly, a figure stopped in front of her unexpectedly, she was startled, and hurriedly stopped, but still crashed into the man's arms.

"I'm sorry." She apologized softly, and then staggered her steps, ready to leave, but she didn't expect that her hands were wrapped in a pair of warm palms.

Her body stiffened suddenly, and her first reaction was to shake off this bastard who dared to insult her, and the second reaction was that she went out unfavorably today and met a hooligan!

She looked up and wanted to see where the pervert came out of nowhere, daring to harass her like this!

It doesn't matter if she looks up, she is directly stunned!

"You ......"

She looked at the man in front of her in disbelief, her heart pounding.

"Why are you here?" She looked at him in surprise: "Could it be ...... You are ......"

Did you come for her?

"Why don't you just say a word and leave?" Kill looked at her with a frown, a pair of round eyes that didn't blink.

She is a lot haggard, after fading away from the seriousness of being like a robot in the company, now she has a lot more popularity, quiet like a valley flower that blooms quietly in the valley, and she will collapse if she can't stand the gentle grip of people......

This woman actually gave him a distressed feeling.

It didn't hurt particularly much, but a little bit, densely pierced into his heart, making him frown and feel sorry for this woman.

"Leave ......"

When Mishasha heard these two words, she suddenly smiled slowly, her smile was light and shallow, but it was so broken, with a palpitating beauty.

"I didn't want to be in Beijing anymore, so I left," she said. Does my stay and departure have anything to do with you? ”

"Yes!" Kill looked at her with burning eyes, "Are you pregnant with my baby?" ”

Mishasha's whole body was stunned.

Her hand involuntarily stroked her lower abdomen, and then, frowning, she shook off Kill fiercely: "I'm pregnant with a child, but unfortunately, it's not yours." ”

"And what is it?"

Mishasha suddenly evoked a bewitching smile, "When I went to a nightclub, I found a small open at random, but I didn't expect a simple one-night stand, and there was a ......"

She smiled very unconcernedly, as if she really didn't care.

"You ......" Kill couldn't have imagined that he had chased her so far and was waiting for such an answer.

His face was bruised and full of rage.

Seeing the anger on her face, Mishasha snorted coldly, missed him, and continued the path she had just taken.

Kill stood there for a long, long time, and finally, looking up at her back, it had gradually disappeared into the mist, and only one image was left in the haze.

His heart, at this moment, really hurts.

It's not that dense pain, but it's really like a knife poking in his heart, and the pain is so intense.

He didn't catch up, turned around, and walked in the opposite direction, step by step.

Mishasha returned to the hotel, sat by the window, and happened to see his back disappear, her eyes, so red, and then, falling in a row, hot tears flowed down her face, I don't know where it finally dissolved.

Her cane touched her lower abdomen, feeling the little life in her belly, she slowly spoke, and her soft voice was choked: "Baby, Mom drove Dad away today, it's not that Mom doesn't want to give you a home, but that your Dad's world will never melt our mother and son." ”

After she finished speaking, she took a deep breath and told herself not to get too emotional.

……

Kill went straight to the bar, asked for a lot of wine, sat alone in the corner, drank a lot, and his ears were full of loud music, laughter, and persuasion, and he was just drinking alone, ignoring the world.

His appearance was handsome, and there was a very strong manhood on his body, and he sat there, although he was covered by the dark shadow in the corner, but he could not hide the aura and elegance on his body. A few bold women came up to us and asked for a drink.

"Handsome guy, can you beg for a drink?"

The women were all dressed in extreme revealing, heavy makeup, and looked particularly charming, but Kill didn't even look at them, still drinking with his head down, and ignored them.

"Handsome guy."

The women thought he had acquiesced, so they separated and sat beside him.

Looking at him up close, although he doesn't look particularly handsome, but seriously, his masculine and refined temperament is really attractive, and people can't ignore it at a glance, so he broke into people's hearts and wanted to get close to him and be with him.

Not only that, although the clothes on his body are not a big name, he dares to be comfortable, and the Frank Muller watch he wears on his hand is as high as more than 200,000 yuan.

The women's eyes were straight, as if a hungry wolf had seen food, and their eyes lit up, flashing in the eye.

"Handsome guy, my name is Nana, and I like to drink with a man with a temperament like you the most."

"......" Kill still drinks at the door, ignoring this Nana.

"Handsome guy, my name is Sasha......"

Before the woman could finish speaking, Kill jerked his head up and glared at the woman in front of him who was wearing heavy makeup and was called Sasha.

Not the Sasha in his heart......

However, he couldn't help but think of a scene where Mishasha was wearing scantily dressed clothes and heavy makeup, and she was so courteous to a man she had never met, and even threw herself into her arms and went to bed......

As soon as he thought of this, a terrifying and fierce light flashed in his eyes.

He slammed the glass in his hand to the ground and yelled at the women around him; "Get out!"

"Ah......h

The women were startled and got up to leave.

They are all perennial people who have been in bars and nightclubs all year round, everyone is out to have fun, and they are yelled at by Kill, and they are very unhappy, and they are unhappy and muttering: "What, if you don't play, you dare to come out and mix, you are sick!" ”

As they spoke, they scattered unhappily, collected their moods, and continued to look for their next target.

Kill looked at their backs and felt weird.

In the past, he often came to this kind of place, in the face of those women who came to the door, even if he didn't really take them out, he was also a person who could have fun, give some tips, listen to them say something to please him, even if it wasn't sincere, it didn't matter, you were happy, I was happy, everyone was happy together.

But now, he hated it.

He picked up the bottle and drank several bottles in succession.

In front of me, I felt dizzy.

Confused ......

He rubbed his eyebrows, and didn't know how to leave, anyway, he finally got into a taxi, reported to the hotel where Mishasha was in a daze, and then, standing in front of her door, lying on her door, knocked on the door vigorously.

Mishasha had just taken a shower when she suddenly heard someone knocking on the door, and she was already a waiter at the hotel, so she wiped her hair and came over to open the door.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she pulled the door open, a tall figure suddenly pounced on him when the smell of wine came from her nose.

"......" Mishasha was stunned.

She was about to push the man away when she heard the familiar voice of the other party: "I hate you going to nightclubs, I hate that you are like a chicken, with those men...... I won't go to that kind of place anymore, and in the future, you won't go either, okay......"

After he finished speaking, then, with a tilt of his head, the whole person lay on Mishasha's body.

Mishasha was so stumbled by his sudden force that she almost stumbled and fell......

Fortunately, she took a few steps backwards and stabilized her staggering figure.

"Hey, wake up......"

"Huhuhu......"

Kill only responded to him with heavy breathing.

"Hey ......"

“……”

Mishasha frowned helplessly, and her slender body dragged him to the bed with a lot of energy.

Kill lay on his bed, snorting and falling asleep.

Mishasha patted her chest and gasped: "Heavy death......"

When she saw that he was asleep, she pouted and continued: "I'm still pregnant, and I'm dragging you so hard...... It's so tiring......"

After she finished speaking, she touched the window alone, poured herself a glass of water, and drank a large glass of water, which brought her breath back to her.

In my heart, I still think about the words he just said to her......

"I hate that you go to nightclubs, that you talk like a chicken, with those men...... I won't go to that kind of place anymore, and in the future, you won't go either, okay......"

Mishasha: "......"

She looked at him sideways, her brows furrowed, and a strange feeling arose in her heart, seeing that he was full of alcohol, she sighed helplessly, but still struggled to help him take off his clothes, called a waiter, sent his clothes to dry cleaning, and asked him to tell the kitchen to cook a bowl of sobering soup. After the waiter took the clothes and left, Mishasha took another towel and wiped his face carefully, and then he was busy.

After a while, the waiter's decanting soup was delivered, and she served it, feeding him spoonful by spoon.

Although he was drunk, the wine was not bad, not bad, but he didn't open his mouth to live or die, and he couldn't pour a spoonful of decanting soup into it.

Mishasha can't help it, just leave him alone, let him love how much!