President Xiao, he spoils his wife too much

Chapter 216 You love me, I hurt more (4)

A young boy ran over and said, "Jiamu, why are you running around! Didn't tell you to wait for me where you are!"

Shi Jiamu smiled embarrassedly, "I seemed to see my friend just now, but I couldn't find it."

"Could it be that you were wrong?"

"Maybe." Shi Jiamu paused, his eyes turned cunning, "I can't lose a man of my age, why are you so nervous! Could it be...you like me?"

The big boy's face turned red all of a sudden, he hesitated for a while, and said, "Jiamu, in fact, I have always liked you!"

There was a hint of embarrassment in Shi Jiamu's bright smile, "What a coincidence! I also... like you!"

The big boy's eyes lit up, and he grabbed her hand excitedly, "Jiamu, are you willing to be my girlfriend?"

Shi Jiamu thumped his chest with a smile, "Otherwise!"

"Jiamu, I love you!" The big boy hugged Shi Jiamu, circling excitedly.

Shi Jiamu put his arms around his neck and laughed like a melodious wind chime, drifting into the distance.

Nangong Yu stood there squinting his eyes, and said silently: "...Jiamu, there is Jiamu in the south."

How young and naive!

Turning around and walking towards the hotel, the girl's bright smile kept flashing in my mind.

This smiling face lingered in his mind for a long time.

……

Wei Zixi pushed open the door of the box, the air was cloudy and full of alcohol.

Under the dim light, Xiao Han slumped on the sofa, his lowered eyelids blocked the light in his eyes, as if he was asleep.

She walked over with light steps, squatted in front of him, and saw that he was still holding the wine glass in his hand, and when she reached out to take the wine glass to put it on the coffee table, someone grabbed her wrist.

Wei Zixi was startled, and looked up at him.

The originally lowered eyelids swept up, looking at her blackly and calmly, like an abyss, with cold wind constantly blowing out.

Xiao Han took back his wine glass without saying a word, shook off her hand, and drank his own wine as if she didn't exist.

Wei Zixi's heart ached with dense pain, she pursed her lips, and tried to speak, "Shall we go home?"

She didn't have much time, and she didn't want to waste the last bit of time on quarrels and cold wars.

Xiao Han seemed to have never heard of it, and he didn't even give her a wink.

"Xiao Han, Wei Ziyue and I have nothing to do, never..."

She had wanted to say this sentence for a long time, but she couldn't say it all the time, because she was afraid that his reaction would be indifferent, and even more afraid now...the better they are, the more reluctant they will be when they separate.

After finally mustering up the courage to explain, Xiao Han didn't give her a chance to finish speaking, and directly threw the wine glass to the ground hard.

The cup fell to the floor and shattered, shards flying everywhere.

Wei Zixi's body froze suddenly, and the rest of her voice was choked in her throat, and she couldn't get it out.

Xiao Han Yinjiu stared at her coldly, gritted his teeth and said, "Shut up! Don't let me hear this name from your mouth again, never!"

He hated Wei Ziyue, hated hearing the name from her mouth, and even more hated growing up with her, the person who was his childhood sweetheart was Wei Ziyue, not him.

Wei Zixi didn't speak, he got up and grabbed her wrist and dragged her into a door.

This is a lounge with a small area, only a bed is placed, Xiao Han pushed her onto the bed, and Xin's long body oppressed her, grabbing her rosy cheeks precisely and nibbling.

While kissing, she muttered to herself: "You are mine...Wei Zixi is mine...you only belong to me..."

　The weather is cold, beauties pay attention to keep warm, see you tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)