After Those Years of Misery

Between the hugs, Zillog felt his eyes cast on her again, with an anger that no one could detect.

The situation reversed, and all the guests who had just criticized him in private gave him warm applause, and even the unsmiling father Qiao nodded to his son.

Zillog originally thought that arranging a woman to make trouble, the bride would definitely not tolerate that her man had a third party, she would slap Qiao Yushi on the spot and then leave the scene angrily. How could I think that Cheng Feixue was so calm and sensible.

Now she just wanted to escape, but she heard Qiao Yuhuan saying in her ears: "Hey, beauty, why didn't you applaud, was my elder brother cool just now?"

She gave him an angry look, and thought, cool ass, the plan was all in vain, and the good friend did not succeed in saving, she was afraid that she was about to suffer a disaster.

Father Qiao winked, the security captain was busy escorting the pregnant women to find a place to drink tea, and the wedding continued without any suspense after an episode.

At the end of the ceremony, Zilogg ran away without eating.

Qiao Yuhuan was unwilling to touch her such a big nail today, and kept staring at her every move. He followed her when he saw her leaving.

"Beauty, where are you going, I'll be a flower protector for you!"

"My boyfriend will pick you up, thank you."

"Well, when do I consider changing my boyfriend, I will be a good candidate. People call me the golden bachelor." Qiao Yuhuan said stupidly.

"Goodbye, Mr. Golden Bachelor." Zillog waved his hand, said lukewarmly, and beckoned a taxi to get into the car.

Qiao Yuhuan was stunned for a while in the direction where her car disappeared, thinking that this woman was actually indifferent to his appearance and his identity, which was kind of interesting.

Little lady, wait and see, we will meet again soon.

Zillog returned to the apartment in the city center that Qiao Yushi had arranged for him, and took a shower first, trying to let the flowing water wash away the sorrow he had in the bathroom.

I wiped my skin over and over again until it turned red, but my heart was aching.

"Zillog, you are not sad because you love him, but because you were insulted by him." She muttered to herself.

Miss Xiao Baiyu especially today, she told herself that she still loved him.

As for Qiao Yushi, it may be because of the habit of body obsession after two years.

Brother Xiaoyong once said: "If you want Qiao Yushi to fall in love with you, you should fall in love with him. If you don't love him, just pretend to fall in love with him, and then you will really fall in love with him. By then, He feels your sincerity and will fall in love with you."

At the age of twenty, she simply took Xiaoyong's words as a motto. She thought that she was already his woman, and she should find a way to make him fall in love with herself and be together forever.

Qiao Yushi saved her father, she should be grateful, should return him a woman's sincerity.

So she desperately made herself forget Xiao Baiyu, tried hard to observe Qiao Yushi's words and expressions, carefully remember his likes and dislikes, and spare no effort.

She thought Qiao Yushi would love her a little bit, otherwise, why would she be so greedy for her body?

When she saw his care for Cheng Feixue with her own eyes, she knew how naive her behavior and thoughts were.

She woke up and would never have wishful dreams from now on, she would drive him away from her heart completely.

Ninety-two days... She will use these three months to regain her confidence and return to the workplace.

He got married today, so she would not care what she was doing. She went around the bookstore for an afternoon freely and bought some practical books.

After reading the book for one night, it has been enriched.

At half past ten in the night, she took a shower comfortably, dried her hair, and slept under a blanket.

It's been almost two years. For the first time, she doesn't have to worry about being forced into Chenghuan in the middle of the night. She wants to let herself have a good sleep.

In a daze, Zillog felt numb and itchy at the earlobe, a little comfortable and uncomfortable. She stretched out her hand to pat off the thing that attacked her, but her small hand was held tightly by a big cool hand, and then her small body was tightly pressed underneath by the huge and strong body.

Even if she just woke up, she could still detect his anger.

"Why did you come to me, tonight is your bridal chamber...well..." Before she could finish her words, her little mouth was immediately sealed with his drunk lips.

Sweeping frantically and violently sucking, her lips were soon a little red and swollen by his kiss.

Tonight she didn't really want to, no matter what the body's reaction was, she was very, very resistant to his contact in her heart.

He and her best friend’s bridal chamber was festooned. He should be with the bride. How could he treat her like this?