Becoming Audacious After Marriage: Madam, Please Keep a Low Profile

forgive?

Shi Yuxuan laughed out loud, turned his head, those eyes looked at the man beside him unrelentingly, without any intention of retreating.

After three years, she is still the same! Are you really reluctant to forgive?

The night wind blows away her long hair, making her very delicate, like bubbles in brilliant colors under the bright light. It seems that with a light touch, it will break apart and disappear.

She has always been a prickly hedgehog, he has never seen her so weak.

Sheng Yilun's gaze slowly moved away from her blurred eyes, and for a moment, her expression was a little dazed.

"Xiao Yu, have you regretted that you stayed away from me for the past three years?" He smiled, still as frivolous as he was when he was young.

The evening breeze blew his hair, revealing his delicate and perfect profile.

For a while, Yuxuan's thoughts fluttered, thinking of his youth.

The bright sun shines on the basketball court, and a casual sweater is worn on him, sunny and handsome. Under the scorching sun, he was extraordinarily refreshing, yet so radiant. The cool and handsome dribbles drew uncontrollable excitement and screams from the girls.

He should be a bad man. He would always raise his mouth and smile a wicked smile at this time, but he was **** attractive.

Voluptuous, sexy, all male hormones.

Young and frivolous, all sorts of frivolous and frivolous behaviors at that age, they did not heartlessly together.

He taught her HipHop, taught her mechanical dance, taught her freestyle freestyle, and even taught her the extremely difficult breakdancing.

He always thinks she is stupid, and he mocks her for dancing like a duck, and he says she is embarrassed. But with her, she was stopped in the middle of the main avenue on the night of feasting and busy traffic in Shencheng, blaming the horns and performing wild and unrestrained dances, and was finally rushed by the traffic police.

He also taught her how to race, and her superb car skills were all taught by him.

That period of youth, drag racing, tattoos, fights, heavy makeup and drunk in the bar, was still in the quiet residential area, shoulders on shoulders, sang loudly, and the noisy residents opened the windows and shouted curses.

He even taught her to smoke, so that nowadays, she smokes exactly like him.

That frivolous past, and Shi Junye.

Thinking of him, thinking of that night, a faint smile on her face faded slowly.

Her chest tightened a bit, and she only felt that her breathing was unpleasant. She turned her head and looked at Sheng Yilun, "Is there any smoke?"

"Why, I'm almost an adult wife, I haven't quit smoking yet?" Although he said so, he already handed her a cigarette.

Seeing her proficiently lighting up and smoking, with a light sigh, the smoke overflowed, just like him, Sheng Yilun's mouth showed a casual smile.

But when she thought that she could not forgive Shi Junye so far, Sheng Yilun frowned again.

"Xiao Yu, what I said, please think about it." Sheng Yilun's meaningful words made Yuxuan once again plunged into endless darkness, like a swamp. The more she struggled, the more painful she was, and finally she was powerless.

I haven't seen each other for three years, but Sheng Yilun received a call, which was supposed to be a good narrative. It seemed that there was something urgent. He had to drive the 10 million-plus McLaren P1 and gallop away.

The wonderful sound of the engine is getting farther and farther, and in the end, only a few cigarettes are left, in a lonely one.

Shi Yuxuan took a deep breath, and slowly spit out a misty puff of smoke between her slender fingers. The harsh and spicy smell of tobacco made her internal organs burn all over. The impact on her chest made her feel extremely painful.

But as if she couldn't notice it, she took another cigarette, thinking that she could suppress the pain in her heart, but found that she couldn't do it at all.

After all, the hot tears circulated in the eye sockets in despair. In order not to let it flow down cowardly, Yu Xuan stubbornly raised his jaw, smiled, but miserably.

The delicate body, trembling, looked so helpless.

The thin body, under the night breeze, is so cold and so cold.

She squeezed out the cigarette, put her hands around her chest, and curled up lonely.

Behind him, the lights filled, and the long and stalwart figure poured down, obliterating Yu Xuan's delicate and petite body.

He took off his suit and put it on her delicate shoulders.