The Emperor’s Favorite Wife is a Little Sweet

   Chapter 2921 I owe you

   So in the dark, smell each other's breath.

   For a while, just for a while, she thought to herself.

   However, he reacted and was kissed on the lips by the man.

   This bastard!

  Fang Lan exploded!

   The ability to make an inch is also improved, right!

  She shouldn't have let him in in the first place!

   She threw out her fist, but in the dark, the man accurately caught her, and he cut her hands behind her back.

   Only then did she know that the last time she was able to hit him, it was entirely because he was merciful and did not avoid her when she was drunk.

   And when she was really facing his strength, her tricks and legs were nothing, and she couldn't compete effectively with him at all.

   On the contrary, this kiss was extraordinarily gentle, so Fang Lan had no way to avoid it, and he couldn't avoid it.

   It's been a while since she regained her senses.

   Her mind was in a mess, and her breathing became short of breath.

  Zhuang Shihao said in a low voice, "I owe you an apology, Fang Lan, for everything in the past."

   Fang Lan gritted his teeth: "You owe me more than a single sorry! Do you think that a light apology can make me forgive you? You really think too simply."

   "I'm sorry is not enough. So, what about a lifetime?" The voice in my ear became hot, and it burrowed into my brain little by little.

  Fang Lan sneered: "Mr. Zhuang, do everything possible to make me retreat, I have retreated now."

  Zhuang Shihao's heart was a little bit of pain in his heart, he whispered: "Now it's me who is up against the odds."

   "Things are not as beautiful as you think, it's not as you want to be." Fang Lan's voice became cold.

   "I will work hard." Zhuang Shihao whispered.

  "..." Fang Lan was speechless.

   The sound of wind and rain passed by her ears, and she didn't know if it was because of the cold or what, her body shrank, and then she quickly pushed him away.

  It was at this time that the electricity came, and the dark room was brightly lit.

   However, there is something different in the space.

   Fang Lan turned around and entered his room, closed the door, and locked it.

  Zhuang Shihao looked at the heavy rain outside the window and closed the window to cover the splash and low temperature outside the window.

  Fang Lan didn't sleep well at night. She always woke up from her dreams, then opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling. The events of the past four years came to her mind little by little.

   Some remembered, some not yet.

   When I think of these years, I feel uneasy in my heart, and all those things have been forgotten, but the feeling at that time is always entangled in my heart, those hopeless waiting, suffering, self-torture, so clear.

   is so clear that it has penetrated deep into the soul and cannot be forgotten.

   She slept in the middle of the night and couldn't fall asleep again. She rolled over and sat up, sitting on the windowsill facing the rain curtain in a daze.

  Zhuang Shihao sat by the window of the living room, looking out the window, his heart was soft and slightly painful, knowing that her scars would take a lifetime to heal.

  Fang Lan slept for a while in the middle of the night.

   When I woke up in the morning, the sky was already bright.

  The air after the rain is extraordinarily fresh, and the temperature at the end of summer has also been suppressed. The air is slightly cool, so you need to add a thin coat.

   She got dressed and went out disheveled, smelling a particularly fragrant smell on the tip of her nose, coming from the kitchen.

   "Aunt Zhang, you came so early?" Fang Lan tugged at her hair and went straight to the kitchen.

   (end of this chapter)