Dear friends, this is the end of the text part, thank you for following and supporting the treasures along the way.

This is a story of encounter and reunion, and I hope the ending of the story is satisfying, so I won't leave it out for the time being.

Meng Huan's next new article "No False Life Huan" is a story of a heroine who is trapped in her heart, self-release, and self-redemption, which will not be too sadistic.

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———— gorgeous dividing line————

Su Mo and Song Yuchuan met in an accident.

Save each other, one person at a time, and tear each other off.

It is said that each other's well-being and not disturbing each other is the best dignity for this underground relationship, but Song Yuchuan is out of control.

Let this calm, self-controlled, indifferent and indifferent woman hollow her heart day and night.

--- delusions in life, and there is no more happiness.

That's it for the first chapter

Late at night, when Su Mo appeared at the door of the hotel's top suite, he was catching up with a good show.

Indoor spring light. Suddenly. Leak, messy.

Song Yuchuan was sitting topless on the cold sofa, and a shirt was kneeling opposite. Disheveled, with his back exposed. A large snow-white woman.

The woman lowered her head, hid her face and cried, her petite and delicate body seemed to have been ravaged by a rainstorm. After the trage, it is not pity.

It's just that the man's expression is slightly cold, and the jawline, which is as sharp as a thin blade, has not loosened for half because the woman knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

Su Mo leaned lazily by the door, quietly watching the woman in front of him crawl to the man's feet, and continued to cry.

The man stared coldly, and his cold voice made people tremble unconsciously, "Say, by whom." ”

The woman was hesitant, don't look at her face and lower her gaze, Su Mo had already guessed probably.

The Song family is in the Yuncheng family, and Song Yuchuan is an upstart in Yuncheng, so there are naturally more than one or two people who want to climb his bed.

Su Mo looked at it with interest for a while.

"Enough of it?"

The man's gaze came coldly, and Su Mo gathered his thoughts and raised his eyebrows.

She was born good-looking, and when she came, she put on makeup, stepped on shiny stiletto heels, and a pair of straight and slender white calves were particularly attractive under the reflection of the light.

"You're done?"

She clasped her hands around her chest, still leaning lazily against the door, a semantic pun with a hint of knowing.

The man said impatiently, and the woman who was still hiding her face on the ground got up and ran out in a gray manner.

After his ears were completely cleared, Song Yuchuan raised his gaze and got up.

The eyes are facing each other.

Her makeup was cold, the corners of her delicate face were partially hidden by her long brown hair, and she only wore a long red dress under her thin and slim trench coat.

The man's eyes were red, the bottom of his eyes was deep, and his gaze stayed on her quiet and seductive almond eyes, as well as the bright red lips.

Song Yuchuan raised his hand and teased her lips lightly, "It's not done, you can continue?" ”