Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

Lu Qiao laughed suddenly, looking at the mess in the room, she burst into tears.

From then on, she was relaxed, and she was freed from the past, and finally she no longer had to live alone with memories.

Very good, really good.

The sky lit up bit by bit, the light tore through the darkness, and swept away all the haze. Lu Qiao looked at the sun slowly rising on the horizon, with warm and bright colors in his eyes.

She blinked slowly, the darkness in her eyes was swallowing up the light.

The sun is shining, and today looks like it will be a good day.

It's a pity that no matter how good the sunshine is, it can't dispel the haze in her heart. It's a pity for her to see such a good sunrise.

Lu Qiao bent over to pick up her clothes, and walked softly out of Huo Yan's bedroom.

Huo Yan had no dreams, but the headache caused by the hangover was extremely bad. He rubbed his eyebrows vigorously, and Huo Yan sat up slowly.

From the corner of the eye, I caught a glimpse of the chaos on the ground, and the memories of last night flooded up like a flood...

Drinking with Yi Zhi and the others, the assistant sent him home, Lu Qiao pulled him up from the ground, and then he forced her to kiss...

Huo Yan suddenly had a headache.

What is this called?

Why did he put Lu Qiao to sleep again!
Last night, he had a beautiful spring dream, with countless details repeatedly appearing in front of his eyes. Huo Yan took the cigarette case on the bedside irritably, smoked a cigarette, and lit the lighter.

After a cigarette, Huo Yan's negative emotions subsided a little. He unlocked the phone, called out the assistant's number and dialed, "Go to the pharmacy to buy a box of contraceptive pills and deliver it to the apartment."

Lu Qiao's clothes were almost torn by Huo Yan. They were all rags and could not be worn anymore. She went back to the room and simply picked up the scissors to cut the clothes into pieces.

Looking at the pieces of cloth all over the floor, Lu Qiao panted heavily as if he was suffocating, his hands holding the scissors were shaking uncontrollably, tears streaming down his face unconsciously.

After waiting for a long time, she reached out and wiped her face, wiped away the tears, put down the scissors, and threw all the scraps of fabric into the trash can.

After cleaning up the floor, she took out all her clothes from the closet, and stuffed them into the suitcase without carefully folding them.

But one week, how did she take out the things she brought, now, Lu Qiao will pack it back.

The suitcase was full, and Lu Qiao went to the bathroom to wash himself with a set of clean clothes specially set aside.

Lu Qiao took a long time to wash, her skin was wrinkled, her hair was not dried, and it was dripping wet, wet her shoulders, the snow-white shirt became a little transparent, and her shoulders were bruised and purple. The traces are clearly visible.

Lu Qiao didn't know whether he didn't notice it or didn't notice it, so he picked up the suitcase and opened the door to go out without any cover up.

Huo Yan was sitting in the living room, saw her come out, pinched a cigarette, pointed to a cuboid box on the table, and said indifferently: "Come here, take the medicine."

Lu Qiao didn't need to look, she could guess what Huo Yan wanted her to eat.

The heart contracted, and the pain spread to the limbs along the blood.

Lu Qiao resisted the pain, put down the suitcase, walked over and picked up the cardboard box.

The same packaging, still the same brand of contraceptive pills, no different from the ones she took at the hotel that day, but the person who gave them to her changed, from Huo Yan's secretary to Huo Yan himself.

Lu Qiao's fingers stopped at the place where the box was opened for a long time without moving.

With the sound of a lighter beside his ear, Huo Yan lit another cigarette, and the smoke slowly escaped from the burning smoke, Lu Qiao suddenly couldn't see Huo Yan's face clearly.