"...I like Gaye, I just like Gaye, I have never liked you, just as you have never liked me... Feng Zhaoyi is just one of your thousands of wives, you like Feng Miaozhi
, I like Meiren Cui, Chen Zhaoyi, I like many women... If you really like Feng Zhaoyi, how could you like so many women at the same time? Are you thinking of other women when you are thinking of Feng Zhaoyi? You
What is it like? Hehe, this is not called liking, it is called "promiscuous", or even "promiscuous", it is called "promiscuous", it is just a tool for you ooxx to vent your desires! I am different from you, I am only
I like Gaye alone, and I will never like any other man anymore. Even if he doesn't like me and I don't know me anymore, I will like him... And, most importantly, I have nothing to do with you, in the palace,
The body you ravaged is Feng Zhaoyi, not me Feng Feng!!! Remember, I have nothing to do with you!!!”
Her body tried to avoid it because she was afraid of being beaten, but her tone was cold and calm.
He put down his hands repeatedly, and his whole body was so angry that he trembled, as if he had no strength to hit her. After a while, a group of people came in at the door, and it turned out that a new patient had been admitted, and
There are three groups of people coming.
The two of them didn't care about continuing to quarrel. Feng Feng turned around and walked out. Li Huan glared at her and followed her out of the hospital.
The sun in the sky was roasting on pedestrians as hot as it was. Feng Feng originally wanted to ignore him cruelly several times, but he thought that he had no money and was sick just now, so he still couldn't make up his mind. In addition, he saw "Gaye" again,
His anger that killed Gaye unknowingly faded. Seeing him following him, she couldn't speak up and drove him away, so she stopped the car for a taxi and went back together.
It was already noon when the two returned home.
Feng Feng had no intention of eating, and fell down, his whole body was sore and soft, he couldn't sleep all night, and he was tired and sad, and he felt that his eyes were all dark and he could no longer see any light.
Li Huan recovered quickly and became much better. He sat on the sofa and flipped through the book, and was so hungry that he put down the book. He said loudly, "Hey, it's time to cook, I'm hungry."
There was no movement in the room. The woman was passive and lazy again. He felt even colder. This woman wanted to get out quickly. How could she expect her to cook for herself?