Su Mo glanced at Wei Jia people and nodded, "Well, it's over, I will take you home."

"No need, just go back by myself, so I don't worry about Su." Wei Jia people refused directly, and then walked out.

Now that it has ended, Rong Jingyi should have left.

There should be nothing to do with her.

When Su Mo saw her back, she didn't know how she should do it and what she had to do before she forgive him?

In the end, he did not send Wei Jia people home, but did not feel idle. Watching Wei Jia people left by car, he kept following the car and kept watching her into the house. Then he turned off, but he did not drive away.

Then, then

Watching the lights upstairs lit up, after a while, it turned off again.

He knew that Wei Jia people should have slept.

Su Mo was sitting in the car, and the smoke one after another, integrated with black. Recalling the days when he came along, he suddenly felt that he and Wei Jia people seemed to be separated by many people and things, resulting in a lot of people and things, resulting in a lot of people and things, which led to a lot of people and things, which led to a lot of people and things, which led to a lot of people and things, which led to a lot of people and things, which led to a lot of people and things, which led to a lot of people and things, which led to a lot of people.

Can't go back anymore.

But these things seem to be caused by him, and no one is qualified to blame.

I do n’t know how long I have been sitting. He raised his hand and looked at the watch. It was almost one morning. He wanted to drive to leave, but he did n’t want to leave like this. Eventually he got out of the car and went upstairs.

Before, no one answered the door that had been knocked for a long time.

He was anxious. This woman has always been sleeping lightly. How could he knock on the door for so long, she didn't hear it at all!

She just didn't want to open the door for him.

Thinking like this, then lifted your legs, and opened the door directly.

There was no light in the house, a dark, the window beside the floor -to -ceiling window opened, and the heavy curtains were blown up.

The Wei Jia people sat on the rocking chair on the side, shaking and shaking, and the eyes were indifferent, as if someone had not heard someone came in.

When she looked up again, Su Mo was already standing in front of her. What she wanted to ask, but seemed to think that everything was extra. When Su Mo wanted to come in, when did you care about it?

He has always been like this, squeezing into her world with a strong attitude, and never gives her a little room.

"Wei Jia people, you didn't sleep clearly, and he heard that I was knocking on the door. Why not open the door?" Su Mo stood beside her, whispered, but saw her a pitiful look, and was very reluctant, squatting

Being her side, she reached out to touch her, but she was avoided by her.

"Don't touch me, Su Mo, you are already my ex -husband." Wei Jia people spoke slightly, and the tone was a little colder than the cool breeze of the night.

Touching, it will only make me feel very disgusting. "

Su Mo's whole person stiffened like this, and his dark eyes looked at the Wei Jia people in front of him. After watching it for a long time, he took back his hand.

After a pause, I said again, "I know you hate me, but can you not toss yourself like this? You have just blew up for a long time? Now, you will blow again?

Come, are you going to blow like this all night? Do you know, will you get sick?! "
Chapter completed!