The words that made him angry, angry and sad echoed in his ears over and over again.\%_%Original_Creation%_%\
When she said this, her tone was so nonchalant.
It was as if he, Xuanyue Wushuang, was no more than a kitten or puppy to her.
He suddenly felt that he would rather go back to that strange place again.[
At least she could still see him there.
The more he thought about it, the more lost he felt. When he was in a bad mood, he always wanted to find a way to relieve his worries.
For men and women, the best way to relieve their worries is to drink to relieve their worries.
Xuanyue Wushuang doesn't drink at all on weekdays.
Because he knows that he will lose his temper when he is drunk.
But at this time, he couldn't care so much anymore.
It seems that only when you are drunk will those troubles go away.
After he returned to the room, he asked the maid to bring him drinks.
Knowing that he would lose his temper when drunk, he beat all the maids, closed the door and started drinking.
Xuanyue Wushuang's drinking capacity is not good, and she will get drunk even if she only drinks a little.
But now he has had four drinks in a row.
His handsome face had already turned red.
Those beautiful and charming phoenix eyes also flashed with blurred gaze.
He poured another glass of wine, shaking it gently with his hand, and half of the glass fell on the back of his hand.
He put the half-filled glass of wine to his lips, raised his head, and drank another half-full glass of wine in one gulp.
Wine... is really a good thing.
At least, that's what he thinks at the moment.
All the frustrations and worries in my heart seemed to have disappeared.
But...why is there always such a shadow dangling in front of my eyes?[
"Sir...are you okay..."
A gentle, sweet voice sounded softly in his ears.
Xuanyue Wushuang lay on the table, slowly raised his heavy head, and looked at the person who appeared in front of him with blurred eyes.
He first saw a pretty little face.
Then, after a few glances, that delicate little face seemed to turn into another face.
Another face that kept popping up in his mind.
Eyes that are watery, seductive, and full of charm.
A delicate nose.
Pink lips, like petals.
Small, pointed chin.
And that hair that is like clouds and satin.
He stared blankly, then suddenly grabbed her hand and murmured, "Li Yue..."
The person he held seemed to be startled, his body trembled slightly, his deer-like eyes revealed a trace of panic and a hint of shyness, "Young Master...you...let me go."
Let her go?
It seemed like she often said this to him.
Xuanyue Wushuang suddenly felt a surge of anger in her heart.
She always asked her to let her go, but she was his Xuanyue Wushuang's wife.
Why can't he touch her?
They are husband and wife, and any intimate behavior is normal.
She doesn't allow herself to touch her, so she wants her to touch her?
Is it the man who held hands with her last time?
Or the man with blond hair who pretends to be crazy and acting silly?[
Jealousy mixed with anger, coupled with being drunk, he lost all sense. He stood up suddenly, stretched out his arms and held her tightly in his arms.
When he noticed that her body was shaking, he became even more angry.
Is he that scary?
Did she get so scared?
He lowered his head and lifted her chin forcefully. There was a trace of fire in his eyes. He looked deeply into her eyes and said angrily, "What are you afraid of?"