Her marriage was to stay by herself in a large, empty house. Her marriage lasted from hope until despair. Her marriage was a monthly routine of the 8th. If it's a lie, then just lie for the rest of your life, okay? At least this way, they could continue all the way to the end of their lives.

Lonely Marriage

She didn't say anything and only looked at Ji Weiyang. There was a trace of injury in his misty eyes, but there was even more ridicule.

Ji Weiyang also sat up from the sofa. He unhurriedly adjusted his shirt, and then, very naturally, he embraced Zhan Yan and rebuttoned the buttons on her chest one by one.

"Are you scared?" He gently asked, in his eyes, there was only her.

Zhan Yan bit her lips without saying a word, and turned her head to avoid his touch. Her eyes flashed with tears, but her lips carried a self-deprecating smile. How could she forget that there was always the existence of Lu Anqi between her and Ji Weiyang?

"Viyan, you, what are you doing?" Lu Anqi could not bear to see their love any longer, so she shakily extended her arm and berated them harshly.

Ji Weiyang frowned at her, his gaze abnormally cold. I was going to make love, but you interrupted me. "

This time i choose to believe you