A Farewell to Mr. Luo

Luo Che has never loved Xia Mo!

how is this possible?

Xia Mo smiled ugly: "I only hate me? Haha! Who do you love? Do you love Xia Weiwei?" At this time, she no longer cares about disguise, just wants to vent her unwillingness: "I count everything for you, you Say you don't love me, I don't believe it! "

She paid so much and now tells her that Loch was absolutely false before everything? !! Doesn't that mean she lost to Xia Weiwei, to a dead person? !!

How can this be!

Jealousy made Xia Mo lose her reason. She was as angry as a madwoman: "If you knew everything back when Xia Weiwei was giving birth, why would you sign an organ donation? If you really love Xia Weiwei, why would you doubt that? Sin! If you really love her, how could you agree to save me with her blood! She Xia Weiwei is a **** bitch! "

"Shut up!" Luo Che gave her a slap with a stern blow, her fists squealed, her eyes seemed to spit fire.

Xia Mo spit out a blood spit and covered her face with a smile on her face: "Haha! You love her but you can watch her die! You hate me but you can't bear me to die! You hate again! Just slapped me! Never, You don't love her at all! How could you fall in love with killing the mother foe? "

As she spoke, she was close to Luo Chejue, with her hands around his neck, exhaling in his ears like blue, with a bloodthirsty temptation: "In fact, you can't wait for Xia Weiwei to die than me, haven't you? You, on the one hand, can be ambiguous with Yan Shaoxuan, but they are childhood sweethearts! She haunts and loves you, but kills your mother! Only me! Only I love you wholeheartedly! Have you forgotten our child? If it weren't for Xia Weiwei's compulsion, how could I be willing to use our child to ruin her! "

Luo Che never pushed her away, pinching Xia Mo's chin, heartfelt words: "That child is not mine!"

He never touched her!

This sentence was undoubtedly a fatal blow to Xia Mo, her eyes widened to death, as if it would burst in the next second.

At that time, when Luo Cheju showed great care to her, the two were not intimate. Although she pretended to be dignified and pretends that her brother-in-law's identity is not correct, but she deliberately seduced her several times by drinking half It's done.

"No, no," thinking of a possibility, Xia Mo held her shoulders back and kept shaking her head.

Luo Che stared at her with expressionless expression: "I haven't touched you once, and it's the little assistant you always look down on. What about you? Are you satisfied?"

An assistant of Luo Chejue has always been sympathetic to Xia Mo. Xia Mo has never looked at him squarely. How could she never have thought that her body had been defiled by a cheap man several times!

Luo Cheju, how can he be so fierce!

"Ah-" Xia Mo screamed loudly holding her head.

Chu Yu heard it a little bit, but he didn't expect that there was such an inside story, even he was cheated. He always thought that Luo Cheju had always loved Xia Mo!

He said subconsciously: "Absolutely, absolutely?"

Luo Che didn't give him any attention, and walked straight to Xia Mo, who was already a little foolish and stupid, and murmured in her mouth, whispered softly in her ear, like the sound of hell: It ’s really crazy, otherwise you know it. I hate being counted. Your face is ruined, the evil species is gone, and the blood has to be drawn. Think about it, what ’s next? ”

Her legs! Xia Weiwei's leg is broken, it's her time!

Xia Mo's body trembled invisibly, he didn't want to die of her at all, but wanted her to endure the steps Xia Weiwei had endured, and then settle her thoroughly!

Chu Yuhan's hair stood upright, and he glanced at Xia Mo sympathetically.

and many more! However, if Luo Che did not love Xia Mo from the beginning, why didn't he stop those things that Xia Weiwei encountered four years ago?

Doesn't he love Xia Weiwei? But not right! Seeing his calculations and methods for Xia Mo clearly understood that Xia Mowei's reciprocity was put on Xia Mo.

Chu Yu is thinking so much, what is it all about? Is there something hidden in the past?