"Sheng Hui."

The people over there hummed for a long time.

With a heavy hoarseness, it seems like he has not slept all night.

Su Shen was silent.

Growing up since childhood, the relationship is not ordinary.

But anything else can be discussed.

But Arlo can't.

He's not an object.

No one can control it.

Let alone.

Lower your eyes to block out the light inside.

He won't give him up to anyone, and he won't allow anyone to rob him.

He is his.

It can only be his.

Always.

The frightening persistence spreads wildly in the bottom of my heart.

Luo Mio held the man's hand and shook inexplicably.

I always feel cold behind my back.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

"Have you got your certificate?"

After a while, a voice finally came from the other side of the phone.

Su Yan didn't hesitate, "Well, I'll invite you to drink the wedding wine later." ”

There was no sound on the phone again.

The two of them were silent.

"Yes, to him."

Xiang Shenghui spit out a sentence with great difficulty, his face was full of sadness.

Hang up.

Sitting on the ground, he picked up the wine in his hand and took a sip of it.

At first, if he hadn't been curious.

If only I hadn't looked too much.

It's not that I won't like that person.

It wouldn't be what it is today?

He couldn't get an answer to this question.

He poured more into his mouth.

I want to numb myself with alcohol.

But as he drank it, he felt bored.

The mind was not very clear, grabbed the phone and flipped through the contact list.

In the haze, I found a slightly familiar name.

I pressed it without thinking about it.

Huayu, who is also not in a good mood.

Listen to the phone ringing.

Feel it out and take a look.

Xiang Shenghui?

What does he look for himself?

Put through.

Suddenly, there was some stumbling and the voice of Panpan was obviously drunk.

"Hey, hey, come, drink, drink, drink."

Hua Yu frowned.

The seductive peach blossom eyes were full of worry.

This one can be regarded as having the same disease as him.

I am afraid that I know the affairs of those two people, and I am using wine to kill my sorrows.

"Xiang Shenghui, where are you?"

People who are drunk are prone to accidents.

Now that he knows, he's going to take a look.

There was an address muttered.

Hua Yu hurriedly turned the steering wheel and rushed over.

Wait for him to arrive.

All I saw was wine bottles scattered all over the floor.

and a drunkard who sat on the ground, lying on the sofa, and screaming manually from time to time.

Hua Yu stood for a while before walking over.

"Hey, Xiang Shenghui?"

"Xiang Shenghui?"

No one answered.

Reaching out to pat him on the face and sober him up.

As soon as the hand reached over, it was grabbed.

Then the foot was unstable and smashed directly at the person.

"Ouch."

Xiang Shenghui, who was drunk and dazed, was woken up by smashing.

Press on the waist that is resting on it.

The whole face twisted into a ball.

Hua Yu stood up on the sofa and rubbed his wrist that touched slightly.

Angry glaring at the grinning man.

"Well deserved."

Xiang Shenghui looked at him sadly, his face full of accusations.

"I'm an injured person, or a multiple injury, so it's okay to have a little sympathy."

"I'm sorry, I'm injured too."

Hua Yu rolled his eyes.

Anyway, the hand reached over and lifted the man up.

"Oops, it hurts, I feel like my waist is twisted."

Xiang Shenghui felt that he was really unlucky.

When others get drunk, it's a spring breeze, or a wonderful night.

He was drunk and didn't dare to move.

It's sadistic.

Although he doesn't really want to have a spring breeze or something, it's too...

It's heart-stopping.

Hua Yu was speechless and slowly moved outside.