And her brows were also frowning tightly. In addition to a pair of men's leather shoes at the door, there was also a pair of purple women's high heels. She recognized the men's style as her husband's, because this pair was still
The price she bought for him was much more expensive than all her clothes combined, but those women's shoes were not hers. She didn't like such bright colors. She only liked very light colors. And
, her person is here, and the shoes are of course on her feet. So, whose shoes belong to her?
Xiang Qinglan, don't think about it, don't think about it, you are really thinking too much. She tightly grasped the hem of her clothes, her fingers were so hard that her white knuckles could be seen.
She closed the door gently and walked over two pairs of shoes. When she walked into the living room, she stood there with a pale face as if she was struck by lightning. Her pupils suddenly shrank, and then she blinked softly.
After blinking for a few times, there was no sound between her lips, and she couldn't even say a word. She just felt that her throat hurt, and her eyes were so sore that it was difficult to open them.
Don't panic, Xiang Qinglan, it must not be like that, it's not what you think. She clenched her fingers, her lips trembled from time to time, but there was still no sound. The blood started to drip from her face.
It receded, leaving only a pale color.
Lowering his head, the living room was full of clothes, both men's and women's, including cyan suits, ties, white shirts, women's skirts, tops, and even women's black lace underwear...
Vaguely, there was a painful but joyful sound in her ears. It was vague, but her hands and feet slowly began to become cold. It was as if all the strength had been taken away, and her legs seemed to be
It was like she was filled with lead, unable to move even a step. Until she finally found some strength, she walked towards the room where the sound came from.
As she got closer, the sound became heavier and heavier, making her ears feel as if they had been stabbed thinly by a needle, causing her heartbreak and pain.
Gently turning the handle, she pushed the door open. Apparently, the people inside did not notice that she was outside and were still concentrating on doing their own things. All the sounds poured into her ears, so clearly.
Everything was placed in front of her, and she looked at everything in the room in disbelief. The big bed where she and her husband got married, the set of green sheets that she had just changed into this morning, but now, they were twisted to the point where they were no longer what they were before.
It was flat, and one corner had fallen to the ground.
And on the big bed she had slept on for two years, the two people were now tightly intertwined. The man's naked and strong back was clearly in her eyes, and his heavy breathing kept sounding, as well as the woman's.
The exposed fair skin flickered with an extremely cold halo from time to time. The man's black hair rolled up the woman's long curly hair, separated and entangled, and they could no longer distinguish each other. He was breathing like a beast.
, it was extremely powerful and beautiful at this time. But it was something she had never seen before. The woman under him was hugging his back tightly, and even scratched his back with her long nails.
The smooth bronze back had several deep scratches on it.
The slightly painful stimulation made the man roar deeply and move even more fiercely.
Xiang Qinglan never took back her hand on the armrest. Her empty eyes stared at the two figures intertwined in front of her. They were so entangled with each other. Was he really the husband she married?
Did she call her husband when she saw him every day? She blinked her eyes hard, tears rolled down the corners of her eyes and broke to the ground. Did she see it wrong? Why was she so strange?
"I love you," the woman suddenly screamed, and droplets of sweat quickly fell from the man's forehead, sprinkling on the sheets she had just laid out in the morning, and also dripping on the woman's white and towering chest.
superior.
"I love you too." The man suddenly raised his face, and that handsome profile was frozen in Xiang Qinglan's eyes for eternity, but it was an eternity that made her heartbroken.
He loves her, but what about her?
"Huh..." The two of them breathed a sigh of relief. The man reached out and stroked the woman's sweaty long hair. His skeletal fingers were full of temptation, but his movements were extremely gentle. The messy hair looked extremely wild.
.And his profile is indescribably sexy.
The woman leaned comfortably in his arms. She rolled her eyes and defecated. Then there was a loud scream. This scream seemed to be able to shake their heads.
roof.
The man suddenly turned around and saw the woman standing at the door with a pale face and empty eyes.
Suddenly, a feeling of betrayal and humiliation made his body tense up. An indescribable anger made his whole body feel like a beast.
"Go away," the man opened and closed his thin lips, spitting out the most heartless words.
Xiang Qinglan's lips kept opening. She stared at the man's face. It was strange. Why was it strange? It was obviously the face and person she saw every day, but it was not his husband.
By the way, this is not his unfaithful husband, not the husband who once said he loved her.
She turned around. The air here made her very uncomfortable and made her want to vomit.
She walked back to the living room like a wandering spirit. The bodies that were so tightly entangled, the man's dark skin, the woman's white skin, the strong collision between bodies, for her, it was like a battle from which she would never wake up.
Every time she thought about her nightmare, she would feel the pain of having a knife cut through her body.