Fu Junmo wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and gently wrapped around her soft lips. Her tears fell even harder.

His voice came softly.

"The first time your soul came through, I felt something was wrong with you. Your habits are exposed to me little by little. I thought, that's it, if you don't remove the gauze between us, you can simply be a rich wife, and I can spoil my wife as a matter of course and be good to her. ”

"But Huanhuan," he left her lips, his slender fingers gently lifting her cool chin, locking her teary eyes, and whispering, "I regret it......"

"You have no idea how much I love you."

Her petite body couldn't help but tremble, and she pinched his clothes tightly, her lips trembled even more, tears dripped unconsciously, and her bones turned white.

She drank a few glasses of champagne, and was still partially conscious of the alcohol. It seemed that he was a flood beast, and she was shaking more and more, and his clothes were almost slipping off from the clenched in her hands.

She asked him with tears in her voice.

"Why, Fu Junmo, tell me why, why did you kill me, why did you treat me so ruthlessly, but now you can also say that you love me tenderly...... I don't understand......"

Fu Junmo's heart was so painful that she was about to suffocate, her emotions were becoming more and more collapsed, and he didn't dare to say any more, so he could only pick her up and walk to the bedroom, and said softly: "Huanhuan, let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" You're tired today, let's go rest, okay? ”

She relied on him to calm down for a while, went back to the bedroom and carefully wiped her face with a hot towel, and soaked her honey water to relieve her hangover, and when he did this, she kept her head down, or closed her eyes and didn't look at him.

Fu Junmo's eyes darkened a little, he secretly clenched his bone fingers, tightened his jaw and turned around to leave.

…… A slender white hand grabbed the corner of his coat.

“…… Amo, don't go...... Don't go, okay? ”

His heart was ecstatic all of a sudden, and he turned his head to look at the girl sitting on the bed in surprise, the smile on the corner of his lips couldn't be stopped, and he looked at her red eyes with some distress, "Huanhuan, do you want me to sleep with you tonight?" Then, I'll go lay the floor......"

Her voice was a little hoarse but still nice, and she whispered slightly: "Today, let's go to bed." I want to hold you. ”

Fu Junmo: "!! ”

Good luck suddenly! As for the rest, let's wake up!

*

Night.

Wan Yanhuan curled up in Fu Junmo's arms, breathing shallowly, and raising his eyes, it was Fu Junmo's sleepy eyes.

His strong arms wrapped around her soft waist, very domineering and possessive.

Wan Yan Huan raised his hand to carefully trace his three-dimensional and deep facial features, and then, he tightened Fu Junmo and closed his eyes.

"You don't know how much I love you, silly Amo."

*

The clock was turned back to eleven o'clock.

After Lin Yuebai left, Wan Yanhuan sat on the sofa with her legs crossed in all kinds of boredom, drank a few sips of champagne, took out her mobile phone from the small bag and clicked on a stand-alone game, and played with great interest for a while.

The clean-faced little maid walked up to her with a sweet smile holding the wine plate: "Dear Mrs. Fu, do you need a glass of wine?" ”

In the transparent wine glass, there is a full of amber, sunset, peach blossoms...... The colors are no worse than those in the bar.

She picked out four glasses of wine and put them on the round table in one go, and tasted them one by one.

Then she smelled a familiar scent.

It's Master's incense. It can make people fall into dreams, and the content of dreams is a good memory in the bottom of people's hearts.

The true is false, the false is real, and it is difficult to distinguish between the real and the false.

There is no master, no brother, no sister, so.

It's just Fu Junmo.

And it's her Amo.

She was groggy and about to fall asleep when a tear suddenly slipped from the corner of her eye.