He thought that she should calm down.
It was time to have a good chat with her.
"Yi Yi, I think we should have a good chat."
He walked to the sofa and sat down.
He took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket and poured himself a glass of champagne.
The thick smoke ignited and he took a few deep breaths.
Cigarettes and strong liquor were sometimes too wonderful for Nan Ren.
However, the person on the bed did not respond.
He finished his drink and poured another cup.
Perhaps the intoxicated taste could paralyze the nerves.
One cup after another, he forgot himself.
However, he completely forgot that he still had a few deep wounds.
Silence dragged on for a long time.
Loneliness, pain, melancholy, for a moment, this frustrated Nan Ren surrounded.
His soul was repenting and his bo
