Funny and embarrassing incident on the wedding night: Lord, I will wait for you to divorce your wife Chapter 610: He Lives and I Live; He Dies and I Die 1
Chapter 610: He Lives and I Live; He Dies and I Die 1
After a long time, neither of them moved.
He understood her heart and what she wanted to know. But how could he tell her the truth?
She is very good now.
Not remembering is a kind of happiness.
Being entangled in the past is a kind of pain.
In the end, Qu Tan'er pulled back her hand and left without looking back.
And he sat quietly in place without moving a single minute.
Didn't shout at her...
Qu Tan'er came to the cultivation ground, but stayed in a cultivation room and occupied the land.
The sky gradually darkened, and then the moon rose.
She still couldn't concentrate.
A dull aura enveloped the surroundings, and a depressing aura was spreading.
There was footsteps, and another man appeared.
Mo Yifeng leaned against the door, glanced at the woman who didn't even shook her eyes, "Do you need wine?"
"It's good if you can have a drink."
As a result, after a while, Mo Yifeng brought a jar of wine, but she sprayed it all out after taking a sip, "What's the broken thing? So spicy?!" She was so spicy that she burst into tears. For a moment, she couldn't remember it.
The emotions just now.
Mo Yifeng smiled faintly and took it over and took a sip.
"I didn't expect that you wouldn't even drink wine when you came back." His plain words were as familiar as before.
“I never drink.”
"Is that so? Or."
"..." She curled her lips and ignored him.
"Who messed with you?"
"Who else is there in the world who can make me so negative?"
"Liencheng?" He was surprised.
"..." She didn't answer, but she looked at him like a fool.
Do you still need to ask this question?
But when he thought about it, he remembered it again and felt depressed, "I once saw this sentence: If you want something, let it go. If it can come back to find you,
It will always belong to you; if it does not come back, it will not belong to you at all."
"Um?"
"I'm wondering...whether to let him go."
"..." He was silent.
"Why don't you talk?" She glanced at Mo Yifeng.
I have known this man for a short time, but the more I get along, the more familiar I feel.
Mo Yifeng lowered his eyes, took a sip of wine, and suddenly said, "You are the only one? If you let him go, I'm afraid you won't be able to wait for him to come back. You've already come to him."
"..." She was stunned slightly, and suddenly leaned against the wall, and smiled helplessly, "You know me quite well."
"Tell me what's the point you like about him?"
When Mo Yifeng asked, Qu Tan'er tilted her head, as if she was thinking seriously.
After a while, she shook her head and said quietly: "I still can't answer, and I can't find a reason. I just know that except for him... I don't care about paying attention to others."
At this time, Mo Yifeng was silent again.
A jar of wine was prepared for her, but in the end, he drank most of it.
Qu Tan'er looked at him and drank boredly, and suddenly a thought flashed in her heart.
She walked out, and soon after, she sent someone a few more jars. She also opened it for Mo Yifeng himself, "Drink it, get drunk to relieve your worries. Occasionally, you need to get drunk."
Drink, the more you drink, the better.
It's better to be drunk.
Mo Yifeng chuckled and took the wine she brought, "Do you think it's getting a little strange now?"
"How strange?"
"The sad person... seems to be you, not me."
"..." The corners of her mouth twitched, "Drink for me."