Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

She didn't want to be a third party to someone else's marriage.

"What if I divorce?" Chu Li's eyes fell on her face. Except for Yi Xuan, for the first time, he had a feeling of chatting with women.

This woman didn't bother him, and even made him interested.

"Ah!" Li Manni quickly shook her hands. "I didn't want you to divorce. It was very immoral." She lowered her head and shook her head, but there was an inexplicable excitement and expectation in her heart.

If he is divorced, then she ...

A big hand suddenly rested on her shoulder, giving her body a sense of inexcusable shudder.

"You ..." She looked up, confused with a pair of eyes, only to see the man evoke a slight loneliness in the corners of his lips.

She blinked her eyes constantly, and indulged in those black eyes that would **** her soul in, and had a sense of dizziness that was no longer herself.

The two looked at each other like this, it seemed that everything here didn't exist, only the two of them, each other, for a long time.

With a tight waist, Li Manni still fainted at me. When she looked back, she found that he had been brought into the dance floor by this man, and following his steps, gently danced out the melody belonging to two people.

Her body fell into the corner of his eyes like a beautiful colored butterfly.

His shape was like a ray of light, seeping into her soul.

The sound of music kept ringing, the lights became darker, everything became so hazy. The shadows of the two people turned around a lot, and no one counted, and it was unclear.

Finally disappeared into the lens of everyone, there are many good places here, suitable for two people.

Talk about love, talk about love, or be derailed.

Xia Ruoxin looked at the clocks on the wall. It was almost 12 o'clock. After another ten minutes, she would have her birthday this year. It was another lonely birthday. She yawned and was still waiting stubbornly. He said that he would return, and she believed that he would definitely return.

Somewhat dimly, she went to the window and stuck her face to the cold glass, and everything was so dark under the yellow street lamp. The endless night seemed to be twisting something, and it was a little painful, like a sharp needle suddenly and mercilessly pierced in her heart.

She hugged her shoulders before putting down the pale curtains. It turned out that it was so late.

She walked over to the phone, still hesitating to dial the number that she had remembered in her heart.

Sorry, the user you called has been shut down.

She put down the phone in her hand and glanced back at the birthday cake on the table. The candles on it were almost exhausted.

She walked over and sat on the sofa again, then bowed down and blew out all the candles. Her 22nd birthday was still lonely.

"Alu ..." Xia Ruoxin called Chulu's name. I don't know why. I felt so crying today. She sucked her nose. She didn't know what she did wrong. Why? Suddenly he became indifferent. Is it because of that, but she hasn't had time to say it.

The door was opened at this time, and she quickly wiped off the moisture on her face. Chu Lu walked in and glanced at him indifferently. What are you doing here? Be a ghost scary?

There was no half expression on his face, and for her, his patience seemed to be exhausted.