Slag Girl Illustrated Book

After returning to the hotel, I took a shower and fell asleep.

After squinting for a while, the phone rang.

It's been watched in the middle of the night, so who, what kind of ethics, what phone calls most of the night!

Her whole head shrank into the bed.

Just treat yourself as if you can’t hear, and you don’t need to answer the phone if you can’t hear.

But this person is so persistent, he keeps fighting.

Ruan Xihe took out the phone under his pillow a little irritably, and picked it up in a daze.

"Hello, who?"

There was silent and did not speak.

Ruan Xihe frowned, "I will hang up if I don't speak."

"It's me." The voice over there was a little muffled, a very special voice.

So Ruan Xihe lost sleep in an instant.

"What's the matter?" There was an unabashed indifference in her tone.

"You are back to Nancheng." The tone over there was sure.

Yes, he should know.

"Yeah." Ruan Xihe sat up.

"I haven't seen you in three years, I'll invite you to dinner tomorrow." There was a long silence, and there was a sentence like this.

"No." She refused without hesitation.

"Xiao Ruan, I couldn't help myself back then." There was a soft sigh.

"I don't remember the past." She meant to tell the other person that she didn't care, everything in the past was over.

"The Fan's little contact is not a good person."

Ruan Xihe sneered from the bottom of his heart, and he knew all about it when she came back, even who she had been in contact with.

"If there is nothing wrong with you, I will hang up." She said.

"Little Ruan."

There was a touch of helplessness and sadness in the other party's voice.

"I hope you remember that you have a family, you have been married for three years, and it is not appropriate to call the little girl in the middle of the night."

Ruan Xihe's eyes were filled with irritability.

"Xiao Ruan, you are not willing to give me a chance to explain. I made a mistake, but I can't help myself." The voice over there was slightly higher.

The pain is self-evident.

"I don't even give you the opportunity to make corrections if you know your mistakes, because I think everyone is no longer a child, and you can understand right and wrong. If you make a mistake, you did it deliberately. What should you change? No need to change."

Ruan Xihe sneered.

She wanted to cut off the phone, but the other person's next sentence silenced her.

"Xiao Ruan, I was back then."

"Beep toot..." The phone has been cut off.

Ruan Xihe squeezed her eyebrows irritably, and hadn't contacted that person for many years. This fight brought back many memories.

This paragraph with him does not end so pleasantly.

Putting the phone under the pillow, she lay back.

"Buzzing..."

A short message came from the phone.

Ruan Xihe clicked, and his pupils suddenly shrank.