Chapter 870 Yan Yu (14)
"Put your contempt and enthusiasm, and I told you to get out! I don't know you! Why do you sympathize with me! I don't want your sympathy! Get out of me!"
Jiang Wuyan threw the umbrella hard on the ground, and several of her wet hair were obedient to her pale face washed by the rain.
"Why...why do you have to sympathize with me? Hum?"
"I, Jiang Wuyan, don't need to be at all...I don't need you to pity me..."
She stared blankly at the tall back and left, tears at the corners of her eyes thundered...
Like an open faucet.
For a moment, she suddenly felt that this back seemed to look like the man she was dreaming about in her heart.
But when she wanted to rub her eyes and open it again to see clearly...
At the end of the street, there was no longer the back of the man.
It seems, as if... everything is like dreaming.
Jiang Wuyan lowered her head and glanced at the black umbrella that was thrown away by her on the ground, and seemed to be crazy about gaining and losing her heart...
...
At the corner, the man in black could no longer suppress the fishy sweetness in his throat. He supported the wall with one hand and bent down his waist!
"Um!"
He groaned, but pursed his lips tightly.
As his thin lips were pursed, there were a few strands of blood, which slowly flowed down his white neck...
He forced himself to hold on, and in his forbearing eyes, there seemed to be a fire of extreme pain jumping.
turn out to be……
He will still be affected.
Will still be subject to fluctuations.
Wen Jiuyu curled his lips and smiled at himself...
I thought that as long as the old wounds left behind last time would not fluctuate too much, they would not recur.
Unexpectedly...hehe.
Still relapsed.
But I didn't expect... but when he was so tough just now, he was so heartbroken!
I suddenly endured the heart-wrenching pain of hundreds of ants gnawing!
"Jiang Wuyan..."
He moved his lips and called out this name, a name he hadn't called for for many months.
Wen Jiuyu slowly raised his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and directly followed the edge of his face...
Slowly tear off...
It reveals a noble, cold and exquisite face that resembles a dark vampire in the West, with its eyes shining brightly.
The rest, a human skin mask.
It suddenly appeared in his hands.
This is the drama that Jiang Wuyan gave him before, which he once hated deeply.
Now... I didn't expect that I was degenerate enough to be used.
Jiang Wuyan didn't know how she walked back to the hotel.
I don’t know what happened to me, but I picked up the umbrella again and brought it back.
Hanged in the entrance hall.
Maybe it was because she felt guilty afterwards.
The people passing by are kind-hearted...
She still cursed people like that.
Thinking about it, she thought it was ridiculous.
Perhaps it was because she thought that person was Wen Jiuyu Bar...
But, the result was not, so she hated and she was angry.
She hates herself, and she is also angry with herself...
Jiang Wuyan smiled self-deprecatingly and took out a set of bathrobe from the hotel wardrobe.
Go to the bathroom.
After venting, she felt physically and mentally exhausted...
She really needs a hot bath to soak her broken heart.
I went to the bathroom, turned on the shower, and put hot water in the huge bathtub.
Wait until the water is almost ready.
She took off her wet clothes, sat in naked.
Close your eyes slowly.
She began to let herself go, rising and falling in this warm water...
Chapter completed!