Her phenomenon can no longer be considered with normal thinking.
Does he really have to use extraordinary means to do it?
How could he do such a thing.
Was he so sad?
However, there was another voice in his heart telling him over and over again.[
Leng Aoxuan, now, this is the only way.
This is the fastest and most effective way...you have no other choice.
She was his beloved woman, and he couldn't imagine what she would think of him after he used such despicable means.
But when he thought that she was unwilling to let him touch her, he became angry.
She was his woman, why couldn't he touch her?
After struggling for a long time in his heart, when he saw her deliberately lowering her head because of her avoiding eyes, his anger finally defeated his reason.
He can't stand it anymore...
He really couldn't stand it anymore...
If these days continue for a few more days, Leng Aoxuan will definitely go crazy.
Having made up his mind, he never thought about changing his mind.
"I'm just...just talking..."
After saying an understatement, he took her aside and sat down.
Then he got up and walked to the bar nearby, reached for a bottle of red wine, opened it, and said, "Xiaoya, come and have a drink with me."
The aroma of red wine wafted towards him, and he turned around. The crystal glass in his hand was already filled with wine.
He strode towards her and handed one of the glasses of wine to her.
A trace of hesitation flashed through his dark eyes, and he closed his eyes gently, then opened them again, "I remember we used to drink a few glasses of wine every night. This is the first time after you woke up..."
Jiang Xueya silently took the wine glass, feeling melancholy in her heart.
Yes, every night, as long as he was around, they would drink a few glasses of red wine, then hug and dance in the living room.
When I was tired from dancing, I just fell on the carpet...[
She will never forget these memories for the rest of her life.
Leng Aoxuan was a person she would never forget for the rest of her life.
But everything between them can only become memories.
She gently shook the wine in the crystal glass, and the red wine juice exuded an alluring aroma.