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040 Could it be him?

040 Is it him? Why did he say these three words? She could endure his hurt and his cynicism, but she couldn't stand his gentleness. At this moment, Duanmumu's grievances were like a river that had opened its gates, and could no longer

Can't control it.

"Let me go!" she growled, her voice already sobbing.

Leng Anyen didn't let go. For some reason, seeing her in such pain, he just wanted to comfort her, but he seemed to have forgotten that her pain was also caused by him, and she didn't need it at all.

"Ah——" The sudden pain of being bitten by teeth came through his arm. He let go in panic, but she had already fled.

Lifting up her shirt, the clear bite marks were particularly dazzling, but compared to the injuries on her body, this was nothing.

Outside the door, he could hear her crying. This was the first time she had cried since she was married into this family. He once thought that she would not cry, but he did not expect that one day when he actually heard her crying, he did not.

A little pleasure from torturing her? Instead, she felt depressed, as if she had been stuffed with something that couldn't be dissolved.

For a long time, until no more crying was heard, Leng Anyen stepped out and walked out.

On the big bed, she slept there, her little body trembling from time to time, which was the sobs after being wronged. Looking at her like this, his heart tightened again, as if there was a thread tying his heart, and it could even shrink.

Not under his control.

He walked over, pulled the quilt to cover her, and looked at her little face, not moving away for a long time.

"It hurts—" Duanmumu turned around, and the pain woke her up. When she looked out the window, it was already bright.

Thinking of everything yesterday, she closed her eyes in pain, but opened them again in an instant because she heard someone else's breathing beside her ears.

When her eyes touched that face, she screamed, "Why are you sleeping here?"

This is his home, his bed. After getting married, she has been sleeping on the sofa. In fact, it is her who is invading now, but Duanmumu doesn't seem to remember it. There is a terrible fact in front of him - Leng An

Chen slept with her.

"It's so noisy," Leng Anyen seemed unhappy, frowned, and pushed her head down.

Duanmu Mu was in a mess, until he saw that his clothes were intact, and then he saw that he was also fully clothed, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"You villain," she cursed and took his hand away.

"You slept in my bed," the man with his eyes closed replied dissatisfiedly.

Duanmumu was stunned for a few seconds, seemed to remember something, pouted his lower lip, and quickly jumped out of bed.

Okay! She was so sad yesterday that she completely forgot that this bed belonged to him, but to be honest, the feeling of sleeping on the bed was much better than sleeping on the sofa.

Coming out of the bathroom, Leng Anyen had already gotten up and was standing at the window looking out at something. Thinking of sleeping in the same bed all night, Duanmumu opened the bedroom door in embarrassment and ran away quickly.

At the corner of the stairs, a figure stopped there——

"Dad, good morning!" Duanmumu immediately greeted Leng Zhenye respectfully when he saw him.

Leng Zhenye's eyes fell on her body, and finally stopped on her face, filled with concern, "Is your injury okay?"

"Ah? Oh...it's okay!" Duanmumu shook his head quickly.

"If it doesn't feel right, go to the hospital. Don't hold on," Leng Zhenye said, reaching out his hand, holding her shoulder and squeezing it.

——He is an old pervert.

Leng Anyen's words suddenly came to mind in his ears, and Duanmumu suddenly felt uncomfortable all over. He quickly took a step back and avoided his hand, "I'm fine, I'm really fine!"

"That's good," Leng Zhenye smiled, his complicated eyes lingering on her face for another second before he slowly walked downstairs.

Looking at his back, Duanmumu stared blankly, and a terrible thought suddenly flashed through his mind -

Could it be him? Is it the mysterious gift box he gave himself?

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