caixukunneixinAn Nanyin...
caixukunneixinNow that you have become so indifferent to me, are you taking revenge on me now...
He turned and closed the door. The furnishings of the house were very old. He walked to the sofa and looked at the famous red wine on the table.
He closed his eyes and leaned on the sofa, his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, An Nanyin walking farther and farther, Wei Yimo getting weaker and lighter.
Hiss, my head hurts...
Where are you...
Once upon a time, he was a clean freak who would never leave a speck of dust on the bookshelf, let alone his allergy to dust, but to this day, the corners of the room have long been dusty.
Can't sleep, cold, endlessly cold.
The air smells so bad...
Um? Do you want to find something to do, let's get some excitement, Cai Xukun stood up from the sofa, his red pajamas half open, revealing the looming muscle lines inside.
After taking a small sip, the mellow aroma of the wine immediately became soft. Cai Xukun's mind showed the appearance of An Nanyin for a while, and Wei Yimo cried for a while.
The figures and outlines of the two people changed rapidly in his mind.
caixukunCai Xukun, you're actually hesitating now...
I still remember when he got married, he whispered in her ear:
"An Nanyin... you won't be happy."
But after getting married, he never gave her a trace of embarrassment, but in just a few days, I don't know if it was because of Chen Linong or his vanity, but he was not satisfied with what An Nanyin only did.
Finally, he drank wine and fulfilled himself and An Nanyin that night. Later, he became more and more fascinated and couldn't extricate himself.
caixukunAn Nanyin... Wei, Wei...
Two superimposed figures appeared in front of him, An Nanyin, who was laughing but silent, and Wei Yimo, who was crying to see him.
He shook his head to keep awake. He pointed at Wei Yimo's figure, but he hesitated for a long time and still didn't call out her name. He seemed to have forgotten her name.
