Robbery/Crazy for Love/Chasing Wife at the Crematorium/Double Cleansing/Loss of Reason
Paranoid and gloomy love brain * soft and gentle little white flower
Song Huixin had a dream. She dreamed that on the eve of her wedding, a huge fire burned down her whole house.
The man she has been obsessed with for a long time hates her to the core.
The nightmare seemed to be immersive, and this man's gentle voice was extremely real, full of poison, and he gave orders indifferently.
"This woman has a vicious mind, and it would be a pity to break her bones and scatter her ashes!"
When she opened her eyes again, Song Huixin's panic could not subside for a long time. She smelled the sweet aroma and the faint breath of joy around her, and turned her head suddenly to see Pei Xingyan's sleeping profile.
She trembled and broke out in cold sweat. She covered her mouth to suppress her frightened screams, as if she had fallen into an ice cave.
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When Pei Xingyan woke up, he thought that the eldest lady of the Song family, who had done all kinds of evil, would force him to make a marriage contract again, and he couldn't help but feel disgusted in his heart.
But there was no trace of the person beside him, only a maid sent him away in a good voice.
Pei Xingyan couldn't help but feel strange. When he left with a cold face, he caught a glimpse of the bright red on the white mattress and was slightly startled.
Song Huixin, who had always been troubled in the past, began to avoid him intentionally or unintentionally, and Pei Xingyan should have been happy.
But when he really saw her evasive eyes, lowered her eyebrows and called him "Master Pei" in a polite and distant manner, he became irritated for no reason.
What's even worse is that after that night, he repeatedly dreamed of the soft and white skin, heard the low voice in the dark tent, his whole body was burning, and his chest was filled with endless evil fire.
Every time he suppressed his depression, his eyes became cold and he hated Song Huixin even more, suspecting that this was her tactic of playing hard to get.
However, when the news came that Song Huixin was getting married, Pei Xingyan could no longer sit still. He tightened his grip on the tea cup and threw it out with a sullen face.
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On the wedding day, Song Huixin sat on the wedding bed, wringing her fingers, not waiting for her husband.
A pair of well-jointed hands lifted the festive red hijab and slowly opened it.
She shook her body and when she saw Pei Xingyan's gloomy handsome face, tears instantly overflowed from her eyes.
The man pinched her chin and rubbed her soft lips viciously, with a cold expression and a sinister and paranoid sneer.
"Song Huixin, who allowed you to get married?"
"Huh?"
Intention: stumble towards love
