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Chapter 103 The woman next to him turned out to be her

And she bit her lip, no longer knowing what to do to her. She wanted to comfort her, but Wang Xiaolan was really too proud. Even if she was like this now, if the two of them saw her, they would not get her at all.

Their sense of comfort, sometimes some comfort is really unnecessary, such as in the case of Wang Xiaolan, who has always been extremely arrogant.

Wang Xiaolan walked to her closet and took out a new set of clothes. During this period, she didn't even look at them. She walked out, but when she walked to the door, a gloomy voice came, which made Xiao Xi couldn't help but

There was a cold war.

"You'd better forget what happened today, otherwise, I will kill you," she did not look back, but her voice echoed in this small servant's room, making everything start to become depressing.

Waiting until there was no more shadow of her at the door, Xiao Xi ran behind Xiang Qinglan and said fearfully: "Xiao Qing, what did you say happened to her? It was just a fall. Is it necessary to warn us like this?

?" Why did it look like a ghost, making people feel so eerie that she shivered again.

She has been acting weird since she came back from China. She may have been dumped by her owner and there is something wrong with her brain.

Xiaoxi kept thinking wildly and seemed to be really frightened.

Xiang Qinglan took Xiaoxi's hand and wrote a poem in her hand.

"Don't let anyone mention this matter, okay? Xiaoxi," her fingers were a little cold, maybe because of the glass of water, or maybe because of Wang Xiaolan. She felt very cold, really cold, even her fingers

The tip is almost cold.

It turns out there is sin here too.

Xiao Xi nodded quickly. How could she dare to say that? Xiao Lan had said who said to kill whom, and she believed that she would definitely do it. She just had a feeling that Xiao Lan seemed to be crazy.

Oh, by the way, she quickly took away the cup from Xiang Qinglan's hand and poured her another cup of hot water. Her fingers were cold and she had already felt it, so she should be very cold now.

Don't let the cold get to your baby.

Another cup of hot water was placed in her hand, and Xiang Qinglan held it tightly. However, this time, for some reason, there was no warmth like before. There seemed to be a coolness that had penetrated her.

My whole body, nothing can warm me.

She took another sip. In fact, it was still the same temperature as before, but it was really cold.

After the hot water was washed down, Wang Xiaolan brushed her body vigorously. Wherever her fingers touched, it seemed that the skin could bleed. She felt that she was very dirty, really dirty, so dirty that she didn't even want to look at it. She

I remember that the man's hands were on her chest, waist, thighs, and even touching her private parts. He even kissed her face and lips with his foul mouth. Thinking of this, my stomach couldn't help but rise.

On the contrary, she quickly squatted down and retched from time to time. It was so disgusting, really disgusting. She wanted to kill that man, she wanted to kill Yi Ruo.

There was nothing in her eyes like before, and there was only a lot of hatred in her eyes. She was no longer the Wang Xiaolan she used to be. She suddenly picked up her body and started to cry loudly.

All he could do was watch the woman's body covered with bruises and tremble from time to time.

Outside the bathroom, Xiang Qinglan closed her eyes, and a transparent teardrop quickly appeared in her eyes. No matter how bad a woman she is, or what she has done in the past, it seems that at this time, she really needs others.

sympathetic.

She squatted down and put the towel in her hand outside because she forgot to take it.

She put her hands on her lower abdomen and turned around. The not-so-strong sunlight shone on her body, but there was another kind of coldness, an indescribable coldness.

"Ahem..." She coughed again and tightened her clothes. It was much colder here than she thought.

She did not go back to the place where she lived. She had never taken a good look at this place before. This was the place where Qing lived. But, Qing, why would such cruel things happen here? It's not you, the simple one.

Is it really that scary? She stopped. In front of her was luxury, flowers, and fountains that were different from the servant area. It was like the feeling of winter and spring. It turned out that the distance between them was really far.

Can they still be together after being separated for a season?

Hers is the bleak winter, while his is the green and fresh spring.

She took a step forward, but then took a step back because she saw the person standing there giving her a warning look. It was like this every time. It was not that she was unwilling to move forward, but that there was no one.

Given the chance to move forward, she could only stand here and look at everything there. She could only watch, but not touch or even participate.

Her eyes were slightly cold and hazy, and she was hiding behind a tree. The bare branches could not block anything at all.

She looked in front of her, and a drop of tears quickly fell from her eyes, one drop at a time. She put her hand on her chest, and there was a familiar pain in her chest again. It was not the numbness of pain, but the pain that she had never felt before.

It never stopped.

clear...

Her lips moved from time to time, but the word "Qing" was just between her lips, but there was no sound. She never had a voice, and she never found her own Qing.

That person is Qing, yes, only Qing can be so gentle, and can caress her hair, feed her, and hold her.

However, that she is no longer Xiang Qinglan.

Yiruo, she blinked her eyes, how could it be her.

For the first time, he saw the woman in Qing's arms clearly, the beautiful and young Yi Ruo. They had met many times before. Each time, she had never treated her properly. She looked down upon her birth.

, looked down upon everything about her. She thought she was not worthy of Su Zhetuo, so she was really not worthy, and they divorced.

But now, she was the woman that Qing held in her hand. She watched her act coquettishly towards Qing, but Qing just looked at her face lovingly, with distressed green eyes, which made her heart feel as if someone had been cruel to her.

It's torn apart and can never be healed.

He feels sorry for her and loves her, but what about her? What is Xiang Qinglan to him, and what is her baby?

I saw it, why was it like this again? I saw it, it was really the beginning of pain, but do you regret it? She shook her head, she chose this path, she is stubborn, she is stubborn, because she loves so much

She lives, loves Qing, loves Qing more importantly than her life.

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