Fantasy: I Mistaken The Protagonist And Villain At The Beginning

Chapter 173 The End of Love (Subscribe)



Chapter 173 The End of Love (Subscribe)

He also thinks that what he is doing now is stupid, and it is even more impossible to kneel down and kowtow a few times like he did in the TV series.

All he can do is hope that the paper money can send away the unclean things in the house.

"If you need this, just take it and go, I don't want anyone ruining my life, after all I'm a mess right now. 39

Song Hongli spoke quietly, glanced at the bracelet Jiang Qinghan gave to his own on his wrist, and finally took it off and threw it into the brazier together.

Today is the end of his love affair.

Between him and Jiang Qinghan, it is impossible for the bridge to return to the bridge road to return to the road.

After burning the paper money, Song Hongli opened the window to let the room breathe, changed his clothes and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

After the first two experiences, he felt that he was used to it.

This time, he didn't rush to finish the shower, instead he lay in the bathtub and took a good bath to relieve the exhaustion of so many days.

Lying on the bed in his pajamas, he looked around and found that there was nothing unusual, so he closed his eyes, but in the end he was frightened, Song Hongli still didn't turn off the lights this time, and he didn't plan to sleep too hard.

The lights in the room flickered again and again, but this time the flickering speed was much slower. Song Hongli opened his eyes, only to find that at some point, there were already more people beside his own bed.

That is a woman.

She didn't wear anything, maintained the most primitive state of human beings, and appeared in front of her.

Women are beautiful, not Song Hongli's illusion, but really beautiful.

She has long black hair that grows to the waist, and the hair is of good quality and extremely well maintained.

The bangs in the middle showed her face as big as a melon seed, and a pair of dark eyes stared at her with a love that Song Hongli could not understand.

The woman is very tall, even without shoes, the headroom seems to be 170.

Xu Shi was aware of own's sight, she slowly stepped onto the bed and supported her body with her arms.

Her shoulders are narrow and round, white and translucent, and the light shines on her, as if it were shining on white porcelain and jade, and it can even reflect the light.

Song Hongli didn't know how this woman appeared in her home, but she always felt that this might be a dream she had, because she was in a dream, (cffd) that's why her eyes were so wanton.

He looked at the woman's belly with the texture of the waistcoat line completely indifferently. When he was with Jiang Qinghan, the two of them did not less than what a couple would do.

But Jiang Qinghan's figure is obviously not as good as this woman's.

Although her belly is also very flat, the vest line is naturally not related to her.

"Ali." After a long time, the woman suddenly opened her mouth and gradually pressed down.

The sound of A Li made Song Hongli a little stunned. The woman's voice was very pleasant, soft and soft, and even her tone was full of undisguised indulgence.

The next morning, when Song Hongli woke up, he felt that nowhere in his body felt right.

The brain was dizzy and heavy, not as if he had just woken up from sleep, but as if he hadn't slept all night, with a tired numbness.

Kneading his body and walking to the bathroom, Song Hongli was always thinking about what he had done in the dream. The dream was too real, especially the tiredness of the body and the clothes that fell out today, which made it even more strange.

He thought that it might be because he and Jiang Qinghan were separated for too long, and both physically and psychologically were in a strange state.

After all, he is almost thirty, and there seems to be nothing wrong with this kind of thing.

But...why can't he remember what that woman looks like?

Song Hongli only remembers that the person who did that kind of thing to herself in her dream was a very beautiful woman, who was even more beautiful than the lovers she had been with before.

She looks enchanting and seductive, as if every move has hints.

It was clearly such a long dream, but he couldn't remember what the woman looked like.

Song Hongli remembered it for a long time, until the phone in the living room rang, and he hurriedly put on a bath towel and went out.

At this moment, the ring that appeared on his finger inexplicably attracted all his attention.

He only thought about what happened last night in the morning, but he didn't realize that on the ring finger of his right hand, the ring that he had thrown away had reappeared in front of him.

This kind of discovery caused a chill down Song Hongli's back. He hurriedly took off the ring and put it on the table. He picked up the phone stiffly, but his eyes were always on the ring.

"Hello.

"Hongli, I'm Chen Haoyun. It's like this, our high school classmates want to find a chance to get together, just a few days off, we plan to go out to eat and sing together. You are the man of high school, and they all beg me to Come here, please, you must come.

Listening to Chen Xue begging himself over there, Song Hongli didn't want to go, but he thought that he would have nothing to do in a few days. Without his lover by his side, all he could do was stay at home.

Thinking of this evil house, Song Hongli thought about it, but agreed to Chen Haoyun's invitation.

After hanging up the phone, Song Hongli sat on the sofa with the ring. He knew that the ring should have been given to him by the invisible "person", but why did the other party insist on harassing him?

Having been a lawyer for several years, Song Hongli knows that he often touches gray areas, but he has never done anything that would kill anyone.

If there is really a ghost haunting him, what is the ghost for?

play him?

Or do you want his life?

Looking at the ring on the table, Song Hongli gritted his teeth, he took the ring and walked to the window, wanting to throw the ring out again.

But before I threw it away, I felt a chill coming from behind.

He knew that maybe the ghost was looking at him, and Liang Yi was also dissatisfied with her because she wanted to throw away her things.

After thinking about it for a long time, Song Hongli made a childish and even provocative move.

He locked the ring in a tin box, scrambled the code, and threw the tin box out the window.

Even he himself thought this behavior was boring and stupid, and he just wanted to know what the ghost would do if he did it.

But unfortunately, the room is still the same as before, nothing has changed, the next second, the coffee he put on the table has turned over.

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