"Xing'er, you haven't answered my question yet,"

Mu Yuanhan's face was normal, and he couldn't see any sadness or sadness, as if the tragic things he said just now were not experienced by him, but experienced by outsiders.

At this moment, Leng Hanxing began to seriously look at Mu Yuanhan, this man, with a face that could bear any words of praise.

But I didn't expect that under such a perfect skin, there was a scarred and fragmented life.

Leng Hanxing couldn't help but think of himself, and suddenly he had a feeling that he was also a fallen person at the end of the world.

"Do you still need to answer this question?" Leng Hanxing said: "A broom star, a heavenly solitary star, two people with such a hard life together, it must be a lose-lose situation."

Now that I think about it, isn't that the car accident between the two of us years ago illustrating this point? That car accident, I knocked you into a cripple, you knocked me into a fool.

Ah~ What a tragic ending, what a painful realization! ”

Mu Yuanhan: "......"

"Why not look at it from a different angle?" Mu Yuanhan asked rhetorically.

"Change the angle, what angle?"

Mu Yuanhan: "For example, negative is positive." ”

Cold Star: "......"

God's special negative is positive, this man is really different, the angle is strange!

Mu Yuanhan got up, walked in front of Leng Hanxing, put his hand on the sofa, and came to the sofa: "You also saw it, I'm not lame, and you're not stupid, this is the real result and ending."

As for the tragic ending you are talking about, that's just in the eyes of outsiders, isn't it? ”

Leng Hanxing: "......" suddenly feels so reasonable?

After pondering for a moment, Cold Star, "I can be your fiancée, but I can't be your wife." ”

Mu Yuanhan: "Reason. ”

Leng Hanxing: "Actually, I don't have any good longing and yearning for love, but I don't reject it.

I don't know if I'll ever meet my love in this life...... So, I don't want to seal it up before my love comes. ”

Mu Yuanhan: "Xing'er, you are using me as a spare tire!" ”

"Puff ......"

The cold star didn't collapse, and the water he had just drunk squirted out in one gulp.

Where to start with this, she can't keep up with Mu Yuanhan's brain.

Mu Yuanhan: "Xing'er, I treat you as my wife, you treat me as a spare tire, and even your husband's position is reserved for your "love", which is very unfair." ”

Leng Hanxing: "......" Why did she feel so reasonable again?

She obviously didn't mean that, but suddenly she felt that she was a scumbag, what's the matter?

"Okay, you go and rest, it's raining heavily outside, and you're homeless...... Mu Yuanhan glanced at this cold "home": "Although I'm lonely here, it's a place to shelter from the wind and rain after all."

If you want to leave, you can also wait until after dawn, and at this time, you can also consider my proposal again. ”

After Mu Yuanhan went upstairs, Leng Hanxing was lying on the sofa and muttered, "Proposal...... Suggest...... What a tempting proposition. ”

With Mu Yuanhan, isn't revenge and abuse of scum a matter of minutes?

The point is, he picked up a cheap husband who was beautiful in the prime of life!

Cold star, or just start it, you won't lose.

No, no, this is a bottom-line issue, and marriage and love must not be traded.

The black angel and the white angel in Leng Hanxing's mind were fighting in the heavens, and she fell asleep on the sofa sleepily.

And in the dead of night, the man picked up the thin quilt and gently covered the girl on the sofa, and when his hand was about to touch the girl's cheek, he paused: "Xing'er, let's say Fang Chang." ”