Miao Liang wanted to support Yun Yingze upstairs, but was stopped by Yun Yingze.

He wants to go upstairs by himself without anyone's support.

A strong person has been a person who has been breaking his bones and silent since he was a child.

Miao Liang and Uncle Yang both looked at Yun Yingze's swaying figure and sighed secretly.

He... still can't let go of that woman.

No one knows what he thinks in his heart, but the aftermath of the blow that woman brought him still remains.

Yun Yingze walked up the spiral ladder, and the lights downstairs were all gone.

The whole villa suddenly became quiet.

The slender hand opened and hesitated, and finally, he unscrewed the door.

The dusty room was exactly the same as a few years ago.

Snake, I turned on the light and the room was pink.

Yun Yingze smiled miserably, walked slowly into the room, looking at the circle of pink around him, and fell sadly on the soft big bed with the pink window curtain.

once……

On this bed, I have had so much laughter and joy with her...

Eagle, carry me to bed...

Ah, you're so terrified, don't press me...

Kiss... The kiss makes me feel itchy...

Close his eyes and cover his ears, her delicate laughter was still there, and the ** coiled under him was still so clear that he stopped breathing and could not breathe.

"A Yu, you are so cruel..." Yun Yingze lay on the bed in pain, choking.

I always thought I could forget her, just like using an eraser to wipe off her traces, but after trying so many times, it was still in vain.

No matter how many women have experienced, she, Ning Yu, is still entrenched in his heart and deeply rooted.

He missed her!

I miss her body, her sweet smile, her coquettish voice, her obsession with squirming under him, and her panting in the night.

The fist gradually tightened and was tidied on the bed, and Yun Yingze roared in a silence.

"I hate you! I hate you!"

Qiu Yu'er tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't sleep, but she couldn't help but worry about Yun Yingze.

I was scared, drinking so much wine, my head drooped, and my stomach wouldn’t be sober? I don’t know if Uncle Yang gave him sober soup. According to Yun Yingze’s cold personality, it’s hard to say that he would be obedient.

Qiu Yu'er was used to taking care of her mother and always thought about others carefully. So she tiptoed out of her room and looked down. It was pitch black and the servants and housekeepers were asleep.

I walked to Yun Yingze's room and knocked on the door, but there was no movement inside.

"Uncle, it's me, Yu'er, can I go in?"

Qiu Yu'er asked with a heart.

Although Yun Yingze is only seven years older than him, she is really like her elders, giving her a sense of awe of different generations.

There is still no sound inside.

Qiu Yu'er opened the door and looked in. It was so dark! He turned on the wall light and was shocked: Hey? The room was empty, where was his shadow?

Huhu...

Unable to see the iceberg man, Qiu Yu'er actually let out a sigh of relief.

When she turned around and walked towards her room, passing through the room that was forbidden to enter, Qiu Yuer was surprised to find that there was a thin gap in the door, and a pink light emerged from the gap.

Who is in this room?

It's Yun Yingze, it must be him.

Qiu Yu'er stared at the door for a few seconds, and did not plan to enter the room by meddling in other people's business, and walked towards her door.

Suddenly, she heard what came from inside and shouted heartbrokenly: I hate you...

Huh...

He immediately took a breath of air conditioning and stood there stiffly.

It's the uncle's voice.

But it is not as low and calm as usual.

There was endless sadness in the voice.

What's wrong with uncle?

Another voice told Qiu Yu'er to ignore him, his cold man was a terrible ice demon.

But……

After all, he was drunk and must be very uncomfortable.

It won't be...

Drinking too much alcohol will cause myocardial infarction...
Chapter completed!