A Farewell to Mr. Luo

Xia Weiwei was placed under house arrest.

The head injury was healed, but the wound on the face was still covered with gauze, and the doctor said that it might leave scars.

During this time, Xia Weiwei was like returning to her two-year marriage. She no longer showed signs of madness and did not go out anymore. She focused on cooking every day and waited for her husband to come back for dinner like a docile ordinary wife. Luo Che absolutely cooperates unexpectedly.

Today is their wedding anniversary. Xia Weiwei has been busy in the kitchen early in the morning. This is what she has been doing for two years, and the only moment when she is happy in the cold marriage. Unfortunately, Luo Che has never returned to eat. In the face of Xia Weiwei's expected response, he was always indifferent.

Xia Weiwei stirred the carefully prepared sauce, but she had no previous intentions. She used to be smiling and loving, but this time the corner of her mouth was no longer a happy smile, but she laughed at herself.

How can a person's one-man show be a commemorative day? She was too stupid before, and love made her blindly knit ridiculous fantasy, and now daydreaming should wake up.

She picked up the phone: "Absolutely, today is our wedding anniversary."

"Really?" Loche said with a tear on his collar.

At the end of the phone, she laughed sadly, her voice with a pleading plea that was perceptible: "Will you come back to eat? I prepared for a day, all you love, and I have something to tell you."

The low attitude made Luo Che extremely satisfied, and the woman should be obedient. He was too lazy to think about Xia Weiwei's attitude change, only if she compromised. After all, as long as he said a word, she could decide her life and death.

With joy in his eyes, he said coldly, "I see."

On the dining table, Xia Weiwei's exquisite makeup became more and more moving under the light mapping, Luo Che absolutely tasted a few sips. Brows are almost impossible to wrinkle, the taste is different!

It's a second, how do you know?

Immediately, he lowered the chopsticks and looked up at Xia Weiwei, who did not move the chopsticks at all, and her long, sharp fingers were pinched on the table.

"Don't you have something to say?"

Xia Weiwei's hands tightened and tightened, and she finally spoke.

"Give me a child."

Then he looked at him with firm eyes.

Luo Che's eyes flashed with surprise, without answering, holding her chest with both hands, raising her eyebrows at her as if to see her through.

"Don't you want the shares in my hands?"

Luo Che must not say: "I can get it without children."

In Xia Weiwei's opinion, this is tantamount to admitting Xia Mo's words in disguise!

Thinking of that poor child, Xia Weiwei hated and hurt!

How can he hate it so much! Tiger poison does not eat food!

Xia Weiwei burst into tears, her voice choked: "But absolutely, I don't care about shares. I only want one of our children. It's been ten years since we were kids. We ca n’t really feel your feelings for you? Me Guarantee, as long as you have a child, I am willing to give up the shares. If you do n’t like it, I can take the child with me, and I will never entangle you. I just want to think about it, okay? ”

This used to be her truth.

Grow up together from a young age? I don't know which nerve these words touched, he sarcastically said, "Did I ever pass you when I was awake?"

Xia Weiwei looked pale!

He wanted her to always be drunk and entertain other women's perfumes.

The embarrassment and humiliation almost broke her deliberate camouflage. Suddenly, her waist tightened, and a warm air came from her ears. The irony in Luo Che's eyes stabbed her: "Xia Weiwei, you are asking me Please please? "

Xia Weiwei wrapped her neck around her hands, her head buried so low that she could not see clearly: "Yes."

She was thrown heavily on the bed, Luo Che's slender body pressed down: "As you wish."

Love and hate, in the most primitive intercourse, who punished who?