Yan Muye laughed out loud like a child.

Bei Yanchen was attached to the taste on her: "I really like you, my previous kindness to you was never fake." ”

"If I could, I would say, I regret it, I really regret it."

"If I hadn't let go at the beginning, hadn't mistakenly thought that I fell in love with Xiaoxiao, and didn't let you marry Leng Fu Xiao, would everything be different now?"

"You don't know, in the past few years, I have often dreamed, and you often appear in my dreams, and every time I dream, I hope that the dream can be a little longer, and a little longer, and even I wish I could die in a dream and never wake up again."

"If I abandon what I have now, will we be able to go back to the way we were?"

"Back to that, you think about my days all the time?"

"I don't dislike that you have been married to Leng Fu Xiao, nor do I dislike that you have children now, as long as you want, I can leave everything I have now, take you, let's go to a place where no one knows, and start over, okay?"

When Yan Muye heard this, she felt like she was in a dream. Fortunately, I'm not drunk now, if I'm drunk, I'm afraid I'll pick up the wine bottle next to me and smash it on Bei Yanchen's head on an impulse.

Now know that you regret it?

It's late.

He is also really confident, how can he be so sure that he will always wait for him?

Wait for him to be a scumbag.

Isn't she completely scummy enough by him?

She has no masochistic tendencies.

Now, Yan Muye suddenly wanted to ask for the extent of Murong Xiaoxiao's psychological shadow area. It's time for her to taste what it's like to be betrayed.

Yan Muye: "Brother Chen." ”

There was a cry in Yan Muye's voice, and her entire eyes were red.

"Is what you just said true? You really don't hate my past? ”

"But you're going to get married in a few days, and Xiaoxiao will definitely be sad if she hears what you say to me now."

"On one side is my sister, on the other side is the man I love, and I don't want to hurt anyone on either side."

When Bei Yanchen heard this, he suddenly frantically choked Yan Muye's wrist, "Stay by my side, I can choose not to marry her." ”

"Brother Chen, is it serious?" Yan Muye's plump red lips leaned over to Bei Yanchen again with charm, and her bewitching eyes looked straight into his eyes: "Brother Chen's casual words, I will take them seriously." ”

"My heart can't stand the hurt for a long time."

"Really." After Yan Muye finished speaking, Bei Yanchen's lips suddenly came over.

Yan Muye had just raised her hand, and before she could fan it, her hand that was originally on Bei Yanchen's shoulder was grabbed by Murong Xiaoxiao.

Yan Muye hurriedly withdrew his hand, and his weak body was suddenly pulled up by Murong Xiaoxiao from Bei Yanchen's arms.

"Yan Muye, you are cheap. Person! ”

Murong Xiaoxiao suddenly raised her hand, but before her slap slapped Yan Muye's face, she was grabbed by Bei Yanchen.

"Why are you here?" Bei Xianchen seemed to be very afraid to look at Murong Xiaoxiao sincerely.

Yan Muye looked at Bei Yanchen with an aggrieved face, and tears flowed out of the corners of her eyes: "Sister, right... I'm sorry... Brother Chen and I really don't have anything, we just came to the bar for a drink, you must not misunderstand him. ”