The Seven Days Of Contractual Marriage
Chapter 74

"What are you doing?" Is he crazy to borrow wine? Have you forgotten that you're not forcing me anymore? I admit that I have been touched since yesterday. I'm touched by your LR, moved by your room, moved by your photos, and also by your ring. But we're done. Ever since you forced me to sign the agreement, it's over ... "

"Moori..."

"The things you told me don't count anymore. You have forgotten your promise to me. You will marry Meng Xiao. You still have one flirtatious confidant after another, and another woman who loves you so much. You can live your life well, so why come back to me with your full hatred?" I've been tortured by you for seven days without dignity. Should your hatred end? For the past six years, I've been wondering why you could go so decisively without feeling at all. Was it because I was chasing you back then, I was the first to love you, and I kept bothering you. My love is so low, then you can say that you don't want it very easily. "

"Moori..."

He did not know what he was saying, so he could only call out his name repeatedly.

He seemed to have forgotten that he was drunk and could not make any sense at all, but all the grievances and grievances flowed into his chest, making him want to vent his anger.

"Moori..."

He can't leave, he can't stay either. His heart seemed to be crushed by it.

"MuRan, do you know how much I miss you? Every night you leave, I can only rely on my memories to lick my wounds and suffer for a while."

"Then why do you want to leave?"

What kind of poisoning did he say? Perhaps he did not know if this was the most real dream or call from the bottom of his soul. In the past, there were too many wounds and helplessness that could not be mentioned. He could not say it and could only replace it with a kiss.

He no longer stubbornly wanted to get an answer from her. He wrapped his arms around her tightly.

He did not fall asleep until very deep.

He was so tired that he closed his eyes but could not fall asleep. His fingertips sliced his calm and elegant face, and his heart suddenly felt extremely sour. What makes them both like this?

She said she missed him, so she had no doubt that she missed him. However, what kind of hatred could suppress his grief and make him want to hurt and take revenge upon seeing her? Should he investigate what happened six years ago?

His father always refused to let them be together, and his mother always hated him. Did these two old men do anything in the middle?

However, no one could believe him, how could he misunderstand?

"Moori..."

He seemed to have woken up by her and sighed.

He hurriedly let go of his hand, but he turned around, his arm firmly wrapped around it and continued to sleep.

"Feng, are you tired?" He lowered his head and rubbed his cheeks into his thick black hair as he whispered softly.

What kind of hatred has surpassed our love? What kind of illusion is covering our loyalty? Or is our love so weak that you can't put a little trust?

If that was the case, it was better to let go of both.

Because in this lifetime, perhaps no one would dare to shoot a moth flying into the flames a second time!

Now, now,

"Seven days are over!"

Looking out the window at the gradually turning blue sky, he sighed and prepared to push her out of bed. However, before he could move, a familiar ringtone suddenly rang.

At first, she thought her phone was ringing, so she turned her head and realized it was her phone. He had to help her get the phone out of habit, but her ringtone was so loud that she woke up.

"What the fuck! Who called so early in the morning?" He cursed softly and opened his eyes in pain. He handed over the phone and saw that it was Qi Yue's call.

"Why don't you pick up the phone?"

"There's nothing to say to women."

"You discriminate against women?"

As soon as he returned to real life, he returned to his cold appearance and saw that it was in his room. It was the most familiar decoration. "Surprisingly, how do I get back?"

"Mr Tang, Mr. An, Mr. Song sent you back together."

That's not the main point. The key is, why is he here?

Now that he was here, seeing how he looked in his room, and thinking that his mental world was really in front of him, he was in a bad mood.

She wasn't ready to confess her feelings to him yet, so when she looked at him coldly, she said hurriedly, "Who allowed you to climb into my bed?"

"What did you say?"

Su Muran's expression changed and she looked at him in disbelief.

Did he forget about what he said last night?

She had not cared about her clothes yet, so she angrily picked up a pillow and threw it at her. "Luo Yufeng, go to hell!" You think I'm rare! ? "

If he knew that this man would forget what happened yesterday when he woke up, he would not be so gentle.

"Where are you going?" When she saw that she was about to get out of bed, she grabbed him.

"Why don't you go?" Don't touch me. I hate you when I see you ... "He patted her angrily.

He did not know where he hit him, but he heard him take a deep breath and found a wound on his wrist. "Did you bite this?"

He looked at her seriously. How could he never know that this woman was so fond of biting people before?

"So what if it's me?"

He gritted his teeth and lowered his head to kiss her ferociously.

"Luo Yufeng, go to hell!"

Perhaps from being drunk all night, his head was still dizzy, so he pushed her away as he pushed her.

"Even if you keep your mouth shut, you're dead. Do you really want me dead?" He pressed it once more, giving him no room to 'use'.

"You bite my hand like this, you must compensate me!"

"ghost compensation?" You're the one who pulled me in and didn't let me go, but you still want me to compensate? Is there a man who hates you more in this world? Why didn't I tire you to death last night? Uh!

"Luo Yufeng, are you overreacting?" It was summer, not winter.

"Then don't go out and see people!"

"Luo Yufeng!"

"In addition to CEO Luo and Luo Yufeng, do you have any other names?" He lifted his head and kissed her cheek. There was a gentle smile on her lips, "Call me nicely. I'll let you go see someone!"

"Don't think about it!" To him in such a way, did he still want to listen to him?

He looked up and ignored it. He just smiled. "Then, I have no choice but to let you see it!"

As soon as he said this, his lips fell down again, as if determined not to let him "get out to meet someone".

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