"Zhuang Shiran, you stop for me."

Yao Xingyue, who was thrown on the bed, suddenly sat up again, her soft hair was messy on her face, and her eyes were glowing with beautiful water.

The black slip dress, the strap on one side, also slipped down on her arm, and her hand also pointed towards Zhuang Shiran by the door.

Zhuang Shiran, who had already walked a few steps, stopped, and suddenly heard Yao Xingyue's voice, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, he turned around and looked towards Yao Xingyue.

has been married for more than ten years, but I have never seen Yao Xingyue like this.

"What? Don't want to pretend to be a good wife and mother? ”

There was a hint of sneer at the corner of Zhuang Shiran's mouth, and there was no sparkle in his dark eyes.

"Pretend? Do you think I'm pretending? ”

Yao Xingyue got off the bed, stumbled, staggered to Zhuang Shiran, and reached out to grab his tie.

There was a moving water light in his eyes, his red lips were slightly hooked with a touch of charm, and with a slight force in his hand, Zhuang Shiran took a few steps closer.

The two bodies are very close to each other, and there are almost no gaps.

"Zhuang Lonely, although more than ten years ago, it was me who was wrong, I shouldn't have seen it, I shouldn't have done it to you, it was my mistake, but if you didn't want to, you could also refuse, but you didn't refuse."

"Yes! In your solemn eyes, you always have to get married, and a woman like me and you look for other women seem to be the same, and they have nothing to do with it, right? ”

As she spoke, the cold Yao Xingyue laughed.

It's about the relationship that she has drunk a lot of wine, her face is flushed, and her eyes are dyed with a layer of crimson, even if she is now in a questioning tone, but her tone is also tactful and coquettish.

Zhuang Shiran was expressionless and silent, still relying on what Yao Xingyue said, he didn't say anything.

"Do you think I'm pretending? I think you Zhuang Lonely maybe you like that? Am I like that? ”

"Oh, maybe you said pretending, that's pretending! I, Yao Xingyue, have been pretending to you for almost fifteen years, haven't I? ”

Yao Xingyue smiled suddenly, and the water flowing in her eyes also fell.

"You say this acting, can you win an Oscar?"

Yao Xingyue raised her head, crying and laughing at Zhuang Shiran.

Zhuang Shiran is 1.88 meters tall, Yao Xingyue's height is not short, almost 1.73 meters, plus the high heels on her feet are ten centimeters, and at this time, pulling Zhuang Shiran's tie, made him bow his head again.

Yao Xingyue tilted her head, her red lips slightly open.

The two were very close, and each other's breath was almost blended together in such an instant.

"Zhuang Shiran, you listen to it now, even if it was my fault back then, but in the past fifteen years, I, Yao Xingyue, have also returned it to you, from now on, I want to be myself, understand?"

Yao Xingyue exhaled like an orchid, and there was a faint smell of wine in her mouth.

Zhuang Shiran's pupils tightened suddenly, and at this moment, he was suddenly a little confused, and his heart was suddenly pinched.

Yao Xingyue's eyes were misty, and in his snort, he could also smell the clean smell on his body, the quiet and pure sunshine.

In her hand, she was still holding his tie, and she pulled it in her direction.

Yao Xingyue padded her toes again, her red lips kissed his thin lips, and with a touch, Yao Xingyue loosened his tie again and laughed a few times.

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