The maid came in and took the child away. Mobile M.

Huo Yun'er pulled Sun Yirou to sit next to her, wanting to talk to her.

"Sister Rourou, are you really planning to marry Huang Ziming?"

3 years ago, they got engaged, and Huang Ziming publicly proposed to Sun Yirou at the birthday banquet on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and Huo Yuner also knew about it.

Although the Zhang family did not announce their engagement at that time, half a year later, the Zhang family and the Li family announced the news at the same time.

It also caused a lot of buzz at the time.

The maid brought the juice, and Sun Yirou took a sip.

"My aunt said that our wedding date is scheduled for October this year, Yun'er, come to Jingnan in October to attend my wedding."

She said it so lightly that it was impossible to see what she really thought.

After speaking, she lowered her head and smiled self-deprecatingly, it's quite funny to think about it, she has been married twice, and she has never held a wedding.

The time when he married Li Wei in the name of Lin Xue.

The time when he married Li Wei in the name of Sun Yirou.

They always miss, and even if they are unwilling, they can only turn into regrets in the end.

Huo Yun'er's eyes widened, very surprised.

Originally, her eyes were big, and she was very good-looking in black and white.

But you have to stare at ...... It's scary.

Sun Yirou pinched her face, shook her head and smiled.

"I'm going to get married sooner or later, what's your reaction?"

"Sister Rourou, you really don't wait for ......"

Before the word Wei could be spoken, Huo Yun'er suddenly stopped talking.

He lowered his head and wrung his fingers, looking like he wanted to say something.

Actually, she wasn't very sure, she just looked at it from a distance, and it was a bit like.

She asked Huo Cheng to help her check, but Huo Cheng told her that it wasn't.

Huo Yun'er didn't believe it, and felt that Huo Cheng had something to hide from her, but there was no evidence.

She didn't know whether to tell Sister Rourou or not.

If it's true, it's good.

But if she really saw it wrong, wouldn't it disappoint Sister Rourou?

Huo Yun'er's heart was thinking about these things.

Sun Yirou also remembered that Li Wei's face was not very good-looking.

It's stiff, it's silent.

"3 years, I've waited enough, I believe he is really dead, and he can't come back, Yun'er, but I still have to live, I still have a way to go, don't I?"

"It doesn't make sense for me to get married, or not to get married, but it makes sense to them, I haven't stood firm yet, I still need their trust and support, and marrying the Zhang family is my best weapon, Yun'er, I have my considerations."

"But do you want to use marriage as a bargaining chip?"

Sun Yirou thought for a while: "In order to avenge him, there is nothing that cannot be done." ”

"But...... But......" Huo Yun'er bit her lip and didn't know how to say the next words.

"But, if Li Wei is still alive, will he want you to do this?"

Sun Yirou's eyes were a little deeper, and her voice was hoarse: "The fact is that he is dead, and your assumption is not valid." ”

"But what if he's not dead?"

Huo Yun'er was fast-talking, the matter was still inconclusive, and she said it.

She covered her mouth, and was shocked to realize that her mouth was too fast, and her big eyes were spinning.

Sun Yirou looked at her and gently tugged at the corners of her lips.

"Yun'er, I won't fantasize anymore, I have accepted that his death is a fact, I can only go my own way and do my own thing."

"But, Sister Rourou ......"

"Okay, Yun'er, don't talk about it, let's talk about your marriage tomorrow, it's all ready......"

*

At night, Huang Ziming borrowed a car from Huo Cheng and came to an express hotel in the city.

Huang Ziming is not used to sleeping in other people's houses, Huo Yuner wants to leave Sun Yirou, but Sun Yirou feels that Huang Ziming should not be left alone, after thinking about it, she still accompanied Huang Ziming out.

Huang Ziming took his ID card to the counter to go through the formalities, the other party recognized him, he was wearing a mask, pulled down his hat, and made a shushing gesture with the other party.

The girl at the front desk had a slightly red face, nodded shyly, looked at Sun Yirou, her eyes were lonely again, she lowered her head and bit her lip, and checked them in as soon as possible.

Express Hotel has a total of 8 floors, and their rooms are on 8 floors, with 803 rooms.

Pushing the door in, Sun Yirou found that this was a simple double room.

The bathroom with transparent glass on all sides, a double bed by the window, a writing desk next to it, and a dark brown wooden wardrobe next to it, the room is not big, but it is very neat and clean.

Huang Ziming ordered this room, the meaning was obvious, he wanted to sleep with her.

Sun Yirou stood at the door and thought about it for a while, anyway, this day will come sooner or later, it's not a big deal.

After figuring it out, she walked in with her bag.

Behind him, Huang Ziming's heart had already flown to his throat.

Just now he was thinking that if Rourou didn't agree, he would go downstairs and ask for another room.

But I didn't want to, Rourou actually acquiesced.

Huang Ziming closed the door and walked in, feeling unhappy.

Does this mean that Yau Yau has accepted him?

Look at the time, it's only 7 o'clock.

Sun Yirou didn't eat much in Huocheng before, she had a bad stomach, she often coughed when it was windy and cold, her appetite was smaller, and every time she ate, it was like eating cat food, and her body was getting thinner and thinner.

Huang Ziming wanted to feed her fat, but he didn't want to see her so thin and seemed to be very hard.

He asked the front desk to bring Western food and personally arranged a candlelight dinner.

A beautiful violin tune rings in my ears.

Romantic candles, rooms simply decorated with flowers, exquisite food, and behind them are the brilliant neon lights of Rongcheng Wanjia, the moonlight is bright, bright and cold.

Everything is arranged as a harbinger of things to come.

Huang Ziming's gaze became even hotter when he looked at her, so hot that he wanted to burn her.

He is not lustful, and he has never lacked women, and there are too many women who want to throw himself into his arms.

The reason why he looked at Rourou like this was because his Rourou finally stopped rejecting him, no longer rejecting him thousands of miles away.

Huang Ziming was so happy, his happiness was all written on his face.

He felt that tonight would be a new beginning for Rourou and him.

Sun Yirou ate the steak silently, as if nothing could impress her, except for the first glance at her face that flashed with a smile, and then fell silent.

The violin music is very good, and the people around me are also engaged and focused.

It's obviously a very charming and romantic atmosphere, but it suddenly stopped abruptly because of the indecent voice next door.

"Ah...... Yes...... Hurry up, hurry up, you're so good...... Yes...... Hurry up and ......."

Sun Yirou frowned, Huang Ziming lowered his face, the two violinists were embarrassed, they looked at each other, their faces turned into big tomatoes, and the songs were out of tune because of the embarrassment and nervousness.

"What kind of soundproofing is this?"

Originally, I was afraid that Sun Yirou would be tired, so I recently found an express hotel for her to rest, but I didn't expect it to be such a bad place.

Huang Ziming stood up and took Sun Yirou's hand to leave.

"Yau Yau, let's change places!"

Sun Yirou sat still, withdrew her hand, only frowned slightly just now, and now, she lowered her head and ate the steak intently, unmoved by the voice next door.

Two violinists, you look at me, I'll look at yours.

Huang Ziming stood there silently for a while, took out the tip and handed it to them.

"Thank you."

The two men bowed their heads, and finally they didn't have to pull anymore, and they flew out with their violins.

The voices next door continued unabated, even louder.

"Ah...... Hello awesome...... It's so comfortable...... Ah......h

Sun Yirou ate a quarter of the steak, was full, put down the knife and fork, picked up the napkin, wiped her mouth, and stood up from the seat.

"I'll go take a shower first."

She walked past Huang Ziming, her expression did not change at all, she was indifferent and numb.

It's like completing a job, a task, or even a transaction.

Huang Ziming's previous pleasure instantly evaporated without a trace.

As she walked to her side, he took her hand.

"Rourou, you know I won't force you, if you don't want to ......"

"Do you want to wash together?"

Sun Yirou stopped and stared at his fingers faintly.

Huang Ziming looked at her, suddenly couldn't hold her anymore, his hand slowly hung down, his heart was empty, he couldn't tell what it felt, it was very empty, very cold, very depressed.

Sun Yirou walked into the bathroom, and after that, there was the sound of rushing water.

Huang Ziming sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the flowers, candles, and steaks in this room, and suddenly felt very ironic.

He didn't know what he was doing.

Obviously, that woman's heart is not in him.

Does he want her body?

Is that so?

Huang Ziming covered his head and lowered his head.

The sound next door was getting louder and louder, and Huang Ziming felt that there was no harshness.

Picked up the ashtray and slammed it against the wall.

The screaming on the other side stopped, and the woman seemed to be frightened, and stopped screaming for a while, and the world was finally quiet.

Huang Ziming turned his head, hugged his head and continued to think.

Immediately, the woman screamed unscrupulously again.

He was upset when he called, and he wanted to kill someone.

Sun Yirou took a bath and only came out with a bath towel.

Slender neck, sexy collarbones, snow-white fragrant shoulders.

Her hair was wet and draped over her shoulders, and under the bath towel were a pair of white transparent legs.

The faint aroma of shower gel wafted around the tip of her nose, and her expression was numb, neither happy nor worried, like a puppet doll who couldn't laugh or cry.

But Huang Ziming admitted that he wanted her too much.

Especially looking at the scene where she was almost half-fruited in front of him, he couldn't control the impatience of his body.

pulled Sun Yirou and pressed directly on the bed.

The voice next door stimulated him, stimulated his male desire, he wanted her, very very much wanted her.

Huang Ziming kissed her face, kissed her eyes, her forehead, her eyebrows, and continued down to kiss her mouth.

Sun Yirou closed her eyes, and she was obedient, not moving or hiding.

It's just that the moment his lips touched her mouth, she subconsciously closed her teeth and didn't let him in.

She still rejected him, and there was no room for refusal.

She looks like a fish on a sticky board, but she is just being slaughtered.

There is no joy, no expectation, not even sincerity!

Huang Ziming's desire was violently doused with a basin of cold water, and the screams next door continued, hoarse, more like sarcasm.

But he was scared and panicked.

For the first time, I wanted to escape from Sun Yirou's side, and I didn't want to see her like this.

As soon as his body moved, Sun Yirou opened his eyes.

He looked at her with strange eyes that he had never seen before, like he was looking at a stranger.

Sun Yirou pursed her lips, groaned for a while, raised her arm around his neck, and wanted to pull him towards him, things have already begun, let it be!

However, Huang Ziming suddenly pushed her away and sat up from the bed.

Rubbing his hair indiscriminately, he didn't know what was wrong with him, anyway, he was very irritable, very empty, he didn't even know what he was doing.

A feeling that has never been felt before.

"Right...... I'm sorry Rourou, I'm in a bad mood, go out for a walk, you go to sleep first! ”

Before Sun Yirou could react, Huang Ziming had already picked up the car key given to him by Huo Cheng and ran out, and the door slammed shut.

Next door, the woman in the bed was neatly dressed, half leaning on the head of the bed, shouting hoarsely like killing a pig, and her voice was hoarse.

Looking at the man sitting lazily behind the sofa, and the red wine in front of him.

Her voice was smoking, and she wanted to take a sip.

But as soon as her body moved, the man's sharp cold eyes glared at her, and the woman was so frightened that she didn't dare to move.

The man indifferently commanded: "Keep calling!" I didn't ask you to stop. ”

Merry Christmas!

There is one more more, which will be delayed........................

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