Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

The cigarette in his hand was extinguished, he did not ignore her slightly red eyes, she cried, just now. It's just how this woman cries so much that he tightened his own eyebrows and tightened a few habitual creases between his brows.

Why is the same sister Yi Xuan never crying, but he forgets, because no one will treat Xia Yi Xuan so cruelly, she is all treasures, including his Chu law, but Xia Ruoxin is not, she is just a sinner , A sinner accused and resentful by everyone.

What can she do without crying?

Xia Ruoxin went to the bed, but just hid at the corner of the bed, far away from him, perhaps because he knew he hated her approaching, or perhaps because she had already curled up in fear.

Are they still husband and wife?

And he is still not the little brother who said he would come back to find her.

She closed her eyes, her eyes trembled, her world was already dark, and she didn't know where her dawn would be.

Chu Li picked up a cigarette and put it on his mouth. He seldom touched the tobacco, but this time, he was smoking one by one with a loss of soul. There was a strong smell of tobacco in the air. Xia Ruoxin rolled over unconsciously, and coughed gently, and Chu Lu's hand stopped instantly.

His fingers extinguished the smoke in his hand, but he just turned his head and looked at his wife who was far away from him. He suddenly approached her and even stretched out his hand and put it gently on her cheek until her long eyelashes. After brushing his palm, he suddenly withdrew his hand.

He closed his eyes, pressed the lamp on the bedside, and there was only darkness in the room, and the sound of breathing they staggered from time to time. In the interlaced, gradually merge.

I don't know how long I slept, there is a slight light outside, but it is still a long time before dawn, Xia Ruoxin sits up for a while, the lower body still seems to hurt, she carefully looked at lying The man in the distance, Chu Li, her husband is also the one she loves, but he hates her.

On a large bed that could hold five or six people, at this moment, each of them occupied a corner, and the distance had never been so far. She laughed at herself, but approached carefully.

She moved in front of him, just looking at it sadly, and only at this time, she could stay with him so quietly, with him, not in the dark room, the man had a thin lip corner, It rarely rises. Usually, he always clings tightly. He has very bright eyes. There are always too many insights into the profit, and his nose is combined into a pole. Characters with personality, the depth of Westerners, and the mysteries of Orientals, such men really make women crazy.

But she even knew that this was just him who was asleep. When he woke up, he would only be cruel on his face, he would only be cruel in his heart, he hated her, so he did n’t feel bad for her, and the world was still Who would feel bad for her?

Gently shaking her long eyelashes, and a drop of noise, she lowered her head, only to find that her tears fell on the back of her hand, and then fainted. .