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

After Tang Ling finished feeding the child, she returned to her room. When she opened the door, she saw Gu Yicheng lazily leaning on the sofa and smoking.

"Why are you here so late?" Tang Ling stood at the doorway, maintaining a safe distance from him. Sher voice was slightly cold, clearly showing her intent of chasing him away. He was still in her room at this late hour, and who knew what he wanted to do.

"Don't look like I want to do something to you." Gu Yicheng exhaled a mouthful of smoke, and then extinguished the smoke in the ashtray, his deep gaze resting on Tang Ling's body. Tang Ling, let's talk. "

"What do you want to talk about?" Tang Ling's body stayed close to the door behind him.

"You're going to stand there and talk to me?" Gu Yicheng coldly swept his eyes across her and casually pointed with his fingertips.

I don't want to part with you again