They were about to leave, but this commotion happened.

What a sin.

Song Nianhe was speechless.

She insisted on breaking the casserole and asking the truth. In the end, it would only make the wound in her heart deeper and more painful.

She had already expected this result, but she still did it.

Song Nianhe didn't want to be confused and just wanted to face reality.

She was still here thinking about last night and morning, but unexpectedly, they were both.

Si Moli and Shen Yiyue had been having a rough night, and in the morning they were still unfinished, so they did it again.

His nails dug into his palms.

pain.

But it's nowhere near as painful as my heart.

Song Nianhe raised his head, slowly soothing the pain in his heart, and then looked at Shen Yiyue.

"He is yours." Song Nianhe said, "I don't want him anymore."

I really don’t want it anymore, I don’t want it anymore at all.

Si Moli is dirty.

Song Nianhe thought that she should have expected that Si Moli had forgotten her, not only mentally but also physically.

He will covet other women's bodies, and he can sleep with other women.

He doesn't need to remain loyal to her.

Because he forgot.

Amnesia was Si Moli's biggest talisman, but Song Nianhe could only accept his fate.

"You don't want it, I want it." Shen Yiyue said, "Ali is mine."

Song Nianhe tugged at the corners of his lips: "Yes, you just like to pick up rags, pick up the leftovers that others don't want and don't like."

"Song Nianhe..." Shen Yiyue lowered her voice, "Please understand clearly, it's not that you don't want A-li, it's that A-li doesn't want you. He wants you to disappear from his eyes, but you cling to him, until now you can't see him I hope that I will return to your capital in despair."

Song Nianhe's face turned pale.

But Shen Yiyue took the initiative in an instant and strangled her lifeline, with pride spreading from the corners of her eyes and brows.

Her voice became softer, almost close to Song Nianhe's ear when she said, "Ali... he's so powerful."

Song Nianhe was so heartbroken that he almost died.

However, Shen Yiyue was still saying: "I am his woman, and my heart and soul are all his."

"When he was on top of me, he was breathing heavily. That look... was so handsome."

"I hooked his neck and asked him if he loved me. What do you think he would answer me? Of course he does."

"When a man is in bed, he always responds to a woman's requests."

"Song Nianhe, don't you want to ask? Then I will take the initiative to tell you, even the details, whether you are satisfied or not."

"If there's anything else you want to know, I'll tell you."

"He can last for a long time at a time. I wonder if you have ever felt it...A Li's physical strength is much better than I imagined."

"Oh, by the way, I don't know if you and A Li have ever had a relationship. Did he touch you? Or..."

Under Shen Yiyue's various showoffs and provocations, Song Nianhe finally couldn't listen anymore.

"That's enough! That's enough!"

She interrupted Shen Yiyue.

"You don't want to hear it anymore?" Shen Yiyue asked, "I haven't even finished talking about it yet."

"If you don't listen, I tell you to shut up and stop talking!"

"Okay." Shen Yiyue shrugged, "Actually, I have one last sentence, which is also a very crucial sentence."

The corners of Song Nianhe's eyes turned red and he stared at her without blinking.

Shen Yiyue said: "A Li said that you are like a dead fish, boring, not interesting at all..."

"Snapped!"

This time, Song Nianhe didn't give Shen Yiyue a chance to finish.


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