Jiang Ruo's eyebrows were lowered, her dense and curled eyelashes trembled, her fingers stirred the sheets under her, and her voice became weaker and weaker the more she spoke: "Brother Ahuai is still waiting for me at home..."

Every time she said Wen Huai, Wen Yuan was heartbroken.

It was as if telling him all the time that he would never be as good as his brother.

Forever!

Wen Yuan's eyes were fixed on Jiang Ruo, his lifeless peach blossom eyes were warm and detached, revealing a cold and piercing bone, and the unwilling struggle when he was trapped in despair, these emotions were mixed together, like an invisible hand, tightly gripping his heart, making him unspeakably painful.

She's still her, a name that makes his heart tremble and feel distressed when he thinks about it.

A woman whose heart couldn't help but throb as soon as he saw it.

"I haven't made my birthday wish yet." Wen Yuan said abruptly.

Jiang Ruo: "What?"

Wen Yuan licked his lips, and there was a hint of affection for her in his gaze.

After a moment, he closed his eyes tiredly and said indifferently, "Sleep with me."

Of course, Jiang Ruo knew that once this bed was on the table, she wouldn't be able to go back tonight.

Can... She could no longer be willful not to come home on her birthday.

"Tomorrow is good?" She counseled with him, "I really can't satisfy you tonight."

Rejected again.

"Ahem, ahem." Wen Yuan was in a hurry, coughing several times in a row, and forcibly endured the blood in his throat.

He was extremely clear about his physical state, but Jiang Ruo wouldn't know.

How could she care about him?

Her mind is full of white moonlight, a little better, it's all her son, where is there a place for him as a spare tire?

Wen Yuan got up and got out of bed, depressedly picked up his shirt and put it back on, his tall figure looked so decadent and fragile.

His dark peach blossom eyes at the moment seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, making it difficult for people to peek into them, all kinds of emotions were tangled and struggling, and a layer of shallow scarlet red clearly appeared under his eyes, like a trapped beast about to break out of the cage in the dark night, wanting to take revenge on himself.

"Jiang Ruo, since you still don't want to be with me, why do you want to come close to me and provoke me?" Wen Yuan's voice was hoarse, extremely dry, the snow-white Adam's apple rolled, implying jealous anger, and a few traces of grievance, "Isn't my life my life?"

You really have to let him die to be willing, right?

I used to want to kill him, but now I want to play him to death.

How could he be so cheap, it wasn't enough to fall twice in a row on the same woman?

Why have any illusions about someone like her?

Jiang Ruo got up from the bed, half-propped up and looked up at Wen Yuan, her long dark brown hair like thick seaweed fell casually, her snow-white skin made her very enchanting, and her eyes were moist, "Wen Yuan, I really came to celebrate your birthday, can you not think nonsense?"

"When didn't you say that you were sincere, but your actual actions will always hurt me." Wen Yuan snorted disdainfully, and the prominent sexy Adam's apple rolled abnormally a few times one after another, and said sarcastically, "It's a good thing to say, come to celebrate my birthday during the day, and go back to your Ahuai at night, and eat both."

"Think you can send me away by making me a birthday cake?"

"Jiang Ruo, I don't want to celebrate my birthday at all!"

There were tears in the corners of Wen Yuan's eyes, and he was slightly choked up and aggrieved: "Three years ago today, you killed my child, and now, three years later, you came to celebrate my birthday again, how can you be safe?"

If she didn't come, he would have passed today as an ordinary day, but when she came, it made his heart flood with hope that he shouldn't have!

"Wen Yuan, I'm sorry, that kid was really an accident." Jiang Ruo apologized.

She knew how much Wen Yuan loved children.

No, how much he loved her and his children.

"I made the cake myself, and the gift was hand-picked by me for a long time, I really didn't want to make it for you, I just wanted to make you happier." Jiang Ruo was extremely aggrieved.

"You think you're worth that much? What is it

It's priceless in your hands, isn't it?" Wen Yuan's hand hanging in the dark tightened, as if he was desperately trying to endure something, and he said cruel words, "What do I owe you?"

Jiang Ruo bit his lip and hesitated, then stretched out his slender Rouyi, slowly clinging to Wen Yuan's belt, skillfully unbuttoning it, and pleasing him.

Her thick, curly eyelashes trembled in the void, and her voice was faint, "I can help you in other ways..."

As long as the time is short, it will be enough for her to go back to the Rose Castle.

But in Wen Yuan's eyes, this is more and more like an insult, humiliation, and even charity and pity!

"Jiang Ruo, don't you want to sleep with me?" Wen Yuan suddenly grabbed Jiang Ruo's swan neck, forcing her to raise her head almost ninety degrees, his voice was a little wet and annoyed, "Look at yourself, now *** cheap."

What the hell did she take him for?

Is there a dispensable toy?

Wen Yuan pinched Jiang Ruo's delicate and small jaw with his fingertips, and sneered, "You must enjoy the life of having two husbands, right?"

One on the left, one on the right, what woman can be like her, so much to play with men?

Jiang Ruo shook his head, "No."

Wen Yuan looked her in the eye and finally asked her to choose, "Then you stay tonight."

Jiang Ruo thought for a moment, but still shook his head.

Wen Yuan coughed violently, and his cheeks turned strangely red.

See, he's always been the one who has been abandoned and abandoned.

Wen Yuan closed his eyes, gathered all his emotions, and finally turned into one word: "Get out!"

He violently dragged her off the bed, "Go back to your brother Ahuai, don't come to see me in the future."

He gave her enough opportunities.

But she never knew how to cherish.

He couldn't waste any more time on her, it was all useless and wasted. ap.

Jiang Ruo lifted her eyelids and looked at the clock hanging on the wall, it was already close to six o'clock, if she didn't go back, Wen Huai would be sad.

After hesitating for dozens of seconds, she still decided to leave first, letting Wen Yuan calm down.

Before leaving, Jiang Ruo glanced at Wen Yuan's tall and pine-like back, and he stood in the light, his body hazy and blurred.

She said, "Wen Yuan, I'll come to see you tomorrow."

As everyone knows, at the moment when she turned to leave, Wen Yuan could no longer support her body, and almost fell to the ground, and the poisonous blood that had been hidden in her throat for a long time spurted out.

Red with black in the middle.

..

"Haohao, mom is gone, you have to listen to dad."

Jiang Ruo comforted Wen Hao for a while before leaving.

Happiness is always ephemeral and unforgettable.

Moment after moment, gathering, piling up, and then creating such a long time.

In the bedroom, Wen Yuan sat on the floor, with a beautiful and expensive guitar next to him.

His slender fingers played the notes lightly, and he whispered an English song in his mouth.

Ruan Min went upstairs and saw Wen Yuan's disappointed and decadent appearance.

She handed the tissue box to Wen Yuan, "Wipe your tears."

"Do you know the difference between liking and loving?" Wen Yuan asked suddenly.

"Love is to pick a flower when you see it, love is to block the sun for her, take care of her day and night, and protect her."

Like is a chess opponent, and love is willing to bow to the upper hand.