Wife Addiction, Don’t Run Away, Madam

Li Wan suddenly thought of himself many years ago.

I've also looked forward to it this way.

Later... Anticipation fell into the dust.

No longer exists.

The woman smiled lightly, her red lips making a thin curve.

She bent over, reached out and picked up the rose.

Huo Lingtian's deep black eyes burst out with a huge sense of joy.

His lips trembled, and he whispered in disbelief: "Late—"

"The flowers are very fragrant and beautiful, but I'm not rare."

The man said that before he finished speaking, Li Wan's cold tone knocked out his joy.

Li Wan sneered, with a ruthless face.

In the next second, the bouquet returned to Huo Lingtian's arms.

The smile in the corner of the man's eyes shattered, and he hurriedly pushed the rose into Li Wan's arms.

As if asking Li Wan to accept the rose, it means that Li Wan accepts his love.

"No, Li Wan, you like it, you obviously like it..."

Huo Lingtian whispered embarrassedly, somewhat incoherently.

Li Wan frowned fiercely, feeling upset.

In the next second, she raised her hand and threw the rose fiercely.

The man's face was instantly pale, and he watched the roses fall in the middle of the road.

"Li Wan, you--no, don't, don't!"

Huo Lingtian watched as the passing cars crushed the roses he had held for a long time.

The strong scent of roses instantly diffuses into the air.

Huo Lingtian's nose was completely blocked, but he still smelled the fragrance.

Li Wan chuckled and said coldly, "Brother Ling Tian, ​​you taught me this, do you remember?"

The man was stunned by these two sentences, and knelt down at Li Wan's feet swayingly.

The lips were opened and closed, and in the end only one word was spit out: "I..."

I was wrong.

I'm a bastard.

Li Wan, is it okay to forget these?

I beg you.

"I said I didn't like it, Ling Tian, ​​can you stop pestering me?"

The woman's voice had an ironic smile.

This tone is exactly the same as he used to be.

Huo Lingtian felt that Li Wan's words were really harsh.

It's like an ice skate, cooling his boiling love bit by bit.

Until it's completely cold.

"Goodbye, don't give such a boring thing next time, I'm tired of seeing it."

Before the words were over, the woman turned around without nostalgia.

Huo Lingtian stretched out his hand subconsciously, and the woman's slender wrist slid across his fingertips.

Li Wan shook his hand, got into the car with a face as usual, and left without looking back.

Huo Lingtian sat there for two seconds, then got up like crazy.

With red eyes, he glanced at the dilapidated rose flower that was crushed by the wheel.

His eyes are complicated.

It turns out that watching a cavity of love be trampled on is this kind of heart-piercing feeling.

Li night, I will trample on you.

Give it all to you.

The man laughed at himself, hurried to start the car, stepped on the gas pedal to the end, and caught up with Li Wan's car.

Inside the red BMW car.

This is a company car bought by Li Wan.

Usually Lulu is driving.

Occasionally, Yan Heming will act as a driver.

Just like today.

Li hasn't looked so good after the car at night.

Xiaoya can't figure out Li Wan's temper. In this case, she usually pretends to be dumb to save her life.

Lulu smiled and diverted Li Wan's attention: "Li Li, you were good A just now, you deserve to be my idol!"

Li Wan's faint voice came from the co-pilot: "It's just what I learned from others."

Lulu: "..." It sounds like a story.

Intuition tells her it's best not to ask.

The car fell silent.

After a few seconds, Li Wan let out a sigh of relief, half-sniffing his eyes, and said, "Go eat hot pot?"

"Okay, okay~" Lulu agreed with a grin.

What the idol says is what it says.

Waiting for the red light, Yan Heming silently took out a small and cute pink band-aid from the cabinet.

"Sister Wan, my finger is broken, post it."

Li Wan lowered his eyes and saw a small one-centimeter-long cut on the belly of his left middle finger.

The small wound is neither long nor shallow, but it happens to be at the joint, so the blood keeps flowing.

No wonder I felt a tingling of my fingers when I was arguing just now.

It turned out to be stuck.

The bright red blood slowly leaked out, and there was a faint tendency to dry up.

Li Wan tried to move, and sure enough, the wound was bleeding again in the next second.

"Hey, don't use force, it's not serious!" Yan Heming was anxious.

Beautiful ripples appeared at the corner of Li Wan's mouth.

Yan Heming's gentle care seemed to dispel the irritability that Huo Lingtian brought to her.

She leaned forward and took out a tissue to wipe it.

"Yan Heming, you're teasing me, I'm almost ready to grow, what kind of band-aids do you want!"

Yan Heming cast a glance, then took out a pack of antiseptic alcohol balls.

"Disinfect, you have nothing to do now anyway."

Li Wan: "..."

Yan Heming smiled, his voice seemed to be seductive: "Sister Wan, the pink band-aids are so cute."

"This is what the fierce girl should have. Post it to Sister Wan, the wound is not small."

Li Wan played with the band-aids in her hands, and looked at it carefully. It was pink and tender, and it was very cute.

She laughed, unpacked and pasted it up.

"thanks."

Yan Heming also laughed, and the fingertips holding the steering wheel shrank unconsciously.

"Sister Wan, I should."

In fact, it would be great to get along with Li Wan like this.

Li Wan looked down at the band-aid, and suddenly reached out to the back seat childishly.

"Does it look good!"

Xiaoya blinked her big ignorant eyes, and subconsciously nodded in agreement: "It looks good!"

Only then was Li satisfied, and withdrew his hand back.

The next second, she stretched out in front of Lulu again, and said unreasonably, "Take me a picture!"

Lulu: "..." Idol, where's your burden!

Xiaoya pursed her lips and smiled uncontrollably.

Yan Heming also smiled, with a thick doting on the corner of his eyes.

Li Wan is like this, she is the most real.

She will flaunt her teeth and claws fiercely towards people she trusts, like a fierce and cute kitten.

When the trouble was over, Li Wan kept fumbling around on the pink band-aids, completely loving it.

The first pink band-aid was also handed to her by Yan Heming.

That was when she was in school, and she accidentally bruised her arm when she was fighting with some hapless guy.

Unfortunately, there were only pink band-aids left in the school infirmary.

The other ones that were all beaten were unlucky enough to buy them away.

Li Wan is very disgusted with Pink, she didn't want to post it.

She doesn't need these girlish things.

But Yan Heming coaxed her, saying that hunky men look at soft and cute kittens.

She is a fierce girl, so she should post this kind of girly heart.

Contrasting cute, fighting like this is cool.

Fighting is cruel enough.

She believed it.

Don't say it, it's pretty cute.

Li Wan was in a good mood that afternoon, and then he laughed at her without a long eye.

Then, pink is in my hand, I have strength.

Li Wan killed two of his teeth with a punch.

Since then, he has become famous.

The Los Angeles King was born.

Li Wan's love for pink is also out of control.

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