It's all at the door, only to say that it's not appropriate to enter the door?

Chun Yu Ziyu's face sank, "Inappropriate? Jane Eyre, if we're mistaken, we're legally married. ”

"But we are married by contract, not really husband and wife, but acting on the spot!" These words were stuck in Jane Eyre's mouth, and she couldn't say anything. She stood there for a while, and when she saw that his face was getting more and more ugly, she followed in.

Chun Yu Ziyu turned on the light in the hallway, and Jane Eyre found that Chun Yu Ziyu's apartment was not the same as she imagined, it was not a simple color, nor was it unpopular. On the contrary, the taste of life is revealed everywhere, which does not match him at all.

"Drink something?" Chun Yu Ziyu turned her head and asked.

Jane Eyre was stunned and shook her head, "I'm casual." ”

"There doesn't seem to be any water at home, do you want to drink wine?" Chun Yu Ziyu asked lightly, but Jian Ai couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on her back.

"That'...... That wine, I ...... I've bought it back for you. Jane Eyre stumbled to explain, and found that Chun Yu Ziyu was gone. I don't know if he just heard it.

Jane Eyre's heart was very entangled, if he hadn't heard it just now, wouldn't she have to explain it again?

As long as she thought of the predicament of that day, she was extremely chagrined, if it weren't for her zero resistance to that bottle of wine, she would not have fallen to this point today. At this moment, she was a little glad that she was already his nominal legal wife.

Has she been sold to Liu Junpeng?

Originally, she still hoped to live a good life, but God always played international jokes with her.

Family affection is getting farther and farther away.

If she hadn't met Chun Yu Ziyu that year, perhaps, her life would have been much sadder than now. Without herself in the background, she has lost her status in her father's heart, and all she can rely on is herself. Coupled with a white Bingru who is eyeing each other, how can the end be a miserable word.

"Well, I saw it." Chun Yu Ziyu came over with the wine and said something inexplicable, Jane Ai was stunned for a long time before she understood what he meant.

"Thank you!" Taking the wine he handed over, Jane Eyre's cheeks were not so pale.

The two sat silently in the living room drinking each other, and the TV was playing an advertisement, and no one was watching at all. Chun Yu Ziyu has been pouring her wine, but she has drunk very little. Jane Eyre drank cup by cup, and the more she drank, the more uncomfortable she became, and her tears fell uncontrollably. In the end, he actually cried at Chun Yu Ziyu.

"Hey, you're drunk!" Chun Yu Ziyu handed over the tissue, but Jane Eyre didn't react at all.

Jane Eyre, who couldn't keep her eyes open, heard this and said loudly: "I'm not drunk, I haven't drunk at all!" ”

Chun Yu Ziyu has a black line, who drank it if she didn't drink it? The bottles are empty!

"Well, it's almost time, it's time to rest." Don't be like an alcoholic.

"Good!" Jane Eyre began to giggle and stood up obediently, but she was walking in a straight line, so why did she lean honestly to the right?

Chun Yu Ziyu reluctantly pulled her to the room, threw the person in, and turned around and went back to his bedroom. After washing, he walked to the next door again, pushed open the door of the guest room, and found that the woman had fallen asleep on the floor without knowing when she had thrown her clothes on the ground.

"I really can't see the sadness at all!"

He took the door and picked up the clothes on the ground, remembering the mess of the hotel, and really didn't want to let his own house become that virtuous.