The woman I love is cruel

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These are useless.

It's not that Miss Wen has no flaws, but...the flaws are right in front of her, but she damn loves her flaws together.

Fang Fei hugged her knees tightly.

I struggled here and again, but Miss Wen didn't know anything, maybe she was as affectionate as Zhong Ying in that dream, so stupid!

Stupid!

This depressed mood remained until midnight.

She couldn't sleep, she wore slippers and put on a windbreaker, and wanted to go to the garden downstairs to watch the stars, when she passed the hall, she heard a sound suddenly, walked to the corridor next to it, and saw the big window at the end, Miss Wen was sitting on the edge of the window, Drape half your legs over the edge and look at the stars.

Instead of looking at the stars, she was on the phone with someone, and she lost control of her emotions, and she didn't even notice Fang Fei who was coming this way.

Fang Fei lowered her breath and eavesdropped on the edge of the kitchen door.

I heard Ms. Wen say to the person on the other end of the phone in a low voice, "Please, let me go back to see grandma, and I will only meet that one time, secretly, without disturbing anyone, without embarrassing you, OK?"

"Really, I don't live at home, and I don't stay in that place for more than an hour. When I see grandma, I will get in the car and leave immediately."

"Not this time."

"No, absolutely not. Please let me into the hospital ward. I really just ask for it. I promise not to meet relatives... Just treat me like a ghost, someone who doesn't exist, okay?"

"Mom, please... I'm just such a grandma, let me see her for the last time..."

grandma, mom?

Fang Fei was shocked. It turned out that Miss Wen still had relatives.

But she was immediately gripped by Miss Wen's suffocating voice.

Miss Wen is crying?

Miss Wen will cry?

That Miss Wen who turned her face and denied anyone would cry secretly in the middle of the night?

Fang Fei was even more troubled: What should I do, my heart is sore and astringent, I really want to hug her?

Chapter 41 Chapter 41

The cry is very similar to the sound of rain.

Starting from the patter of light raindrops, the climax was a sob of pain that could not be concealed.

But in Miss Wen's world, the raindrops are always small and silent, but instead of reducing the pain, it makes the rain patter over the only small island.

Fang Fei was afraid that she would be soft-hearted, but her heart was very uncomfortable, and she didn't dare to go back to the room a little far away from Miss Wen, so she could only wait in the kitchen and listen to the voices over there.

But what made her feel bad was that at this moment, she heard footsteps coming from the corridor, accompanied by the small sound of stumbling.

Standing in the open kitchen where there was no way to hide, Fang Fei simply went out to face Miss Wen, and saw Miss Wen squinting her eyes and looking over at herself, holding a half-glass bottle of beer with one hand on the wall.

"Fang...Fang Fei?"

Eyes met, Fang Fei was the first to drop his helmet and armor.

"How do you drink like this?"

Fang Fei had no choice but to help Miss Wen, and as soon as her arms were in her arms, Fang Fei felt too light in her heart.

Ms. Wen has been thin, or her long-term work experience has made her lose weight even if she does less exercise. She is pale like a ghost under the moonlight, and the blush and confusion after drinking give her a little color, which is just like a finished manuscript. The portrait of the background color.

Fang Fei's background is not good, but she didn't suffer after being by Miss Wen's side. During the recuperation period, she also raised the 1.6-meter mark, and now standing next to Miss Wen who is wearing flat shoes is faintly higher than one-third of her head.

At this moment, Miss Wen leaned on Fang Fei's body very obediently. She rested her chin on Fang Fei's shoulder and closed her eyes with peace of mind. There were still tears under her eyes from crying before.

"Miss Wen, can I help you to your room?"

Ms. Wen just opened her eyes, she was not very clear but still rational, "Go to the toilet, the smell is too strong, I feel a little sick...uh----"

As he spoke, he started to vomit.

The smell of wine is okay, but for some reason, after passing through a person's intestines and stomach, the taste in the mouth is completely unpleasant.

However, Fang Fei's nose was blocked by Miss Wen's beauty, and she half hugged and half supported Miss Wen, who was almost limp in her arms, into the toilet.

As soon as she entered the toilet, Miss Wen left Fang Fei's arms with difficulty, knelt down on the tiled floor, and lay on the edge of the toilet.

With a piercing sound of vomiting, Miss Wen fumbled for the water button on the top, but before she found it, a hand helped her press the block.

The turbulent water surface swirls into a whirlpool.

Miss Wen looked at the vortex, and there were black spots in her eyes that swirled down with the vortex.

She only felt that her body was as soft as overcooked noodles, swelled into a whole pot of flowers, and the outer layer was yellow and hard, but the bottom was mushy. Coping with Fang Fei behind him rationally.

"Okay, you go to sleep..."

When Fang Fei heard Miss Wen's words, she hated so much that her fingernails could sink into her flesh. How could there be such a person who didn't forget to put up his shield even if he was drunk and sick.

Could it be that her heart is really made of steel? She really doesn't understand, and there is no one who can make her feel relieved.

Obviously...it was so painful to cry just now...

She heard Miss Wen say, "Call Zhong Ying over..."

"Zhong Ying, Zhong Ying, Zhong Ying! How is she better than me!"

This sentence completely ignited her anger and jealousy.

The distorted emotions mixed with her indescribable liking and love forced her to hug Miss Wen, and the two fell into the dry bathtub together.

Miss Wen opened her eyes, her brows were furrowed unhappily, and Fang Fei, who she used as a backrest, gnawed on the edge of the bathtub.

Need to find an answer.

"Don't make trouble," Miss Wen propped up her limp body.

In the next moment, she flipped up and down, and Fang Feiqiang pressed down on Miss Wen's body, gnawing her teeth gently on her lips, no matter how angry she was, she didn't dare to cause any harm to the people under her.

"answer me!"

"Fang Fei, you are not sober now..."

Before Miss Wen finished speaking, Fang Fei stretched out her hand and turned down the faucet, and the spray from her unkempt head drenched her straight, and the water dripped down her hair down Miss Wen's body.

The cold water, the cold tiles, the side of the bathtub, not only the alcohol but also the pair of eyes that are still looking at him shining brightly are confusing the mind.

So focused, it's like not caring about anything but yourself, only seeing yourself.

She was still so young, so she was imprisoned in the cage made by her mother and herself.

Miss Wen's heart softened suddenly. After Fang Fei's questioning and she didn't notice the more obvious crying in her tone, she closed her eyes and offered her lips, "Fang Fei, you are too young because you can't bear to give yourself up." ... let's do it."

Fang Fei's eyes widened, and the joy at the beginning gradually fell into deeper and deeper despair.

"I don't want...I don't want...I don't want to be like this..."

She grabs her hair.

But Miss Wen's eyes reflected deep flames, which were eagerness inspired by love, like a water demon with a seductive smile reaching out to her as an invitation gesture, trying to pull her into the water.

Even if there are dark water plants wrapped around her body, she still can't refuse that person, those hands...

Fang Fei closed her eyes, it was not clear if the water around her eyes was tears.

Those who drink poison to quench their thirst cannot let go of the cup full of sex in the end.

As for them, they started with a transaction and ended in silence. Only the two of them hugged each other tightly, and at the moment of mutual understanding, they could get a little sense of security.

Miss Wen caught a cold as a result of a whole night of presumptuousness.

The low-grade fever dragged down the man made of steel, and he had to rest under the covers.

Fang Fei is in good health, but she was not infected. She was depressed in the morning, but she cheered up and prepared cold medicine and warm water for Miss Wen.