Reborn Hot Wife

Mary Kinson quickly changed the subject: “Remember to drink this herb, and there is another one for White Ben, and then I should go home.”

Standing up from William’s lap, when she left, she looked back at him: “I hope you can handle the Qingshan regiment as soon as possible and you can have a good rest. Long-term lack of sleep will lead to brain atrophy.”

William, on the other hand, hooked his lips and smiled “OK, I will try my best to make time to go home and sleep.”

Mary Kinson frowned lightly.

Beijing University.

There will be an examination in the middle of the semester. Students who don’t come to school very much have to come.

This group of students includes Richard, who has already worked as an intern in a family company.

Every time he came to school, it will cause an uproar.

But this time, when he first came to school, he went to the next class for the first time.

“Look, it’s Richard!”

“Wow, it’s really handsome. It seems to be a man from a novel. The perfect appearance and figure, wearing a suit and school uniform are perfect.”

“…”

Richard stood at the door of the class and asked a student at will: “Is Mary Kinson in your class here today?”

The girl who was asked was honored and excited, with spring in her eyes: “Well, Mary should come later.”

The girl pointed behind his back”Look, she is coming.”

Then, Richard immediately looked back and saw Mary Kinson coming along with Yang Feng talking and laughing, much like male and female students who fall in love in campus drama.

His Handsome face sank, and his whole body aura changed slightly.

Yang Feng also saw him, standing out among the students.

“The school grass has come to you again.”

Mary Kinson then lifted her eyes, just looking at Richard.

People around seem to be filtered, and there are no redundant people in each other’s eyes, only each other.

Richard stepped forward and crossed in front of her. Her voice was unique and beautiful: “Mary, last time you asked me to go to the hotel, why weren’t you there?”

Mary Kinson hung down her beautiful fox eyes and didn’t answer in a hurry.

Yang Feng around him is more considerate and asks softly: “Do you need help?”Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

Mary Kinson smiled at him: “Thank you, I will face it myself this time.”

“Well, then I’ll go back to the classroom first.” Yang Feng strode towards the classroom.

Richard arbitrarily raised hand and overbearingly took Mary Kinson’s hand, quickly walked to the stairwell where no one was, and closed the door with one hand.

Before Mary Kinson spoke, he pressed her directly on the back of the door, supported her face with one hand, and pressed her handsome face very close.

The distance is close to the breathing sound of two people, and they are intertwined.

Richard’s eyes light, like automatic induction, subconsciously falls on her pink and moist lips.

I haven’t seen her for so long that he almost forgot the taste on her lips.

Uncontrollably, his face gradually enlarged in her chestnut pupils.

Seeing that he was about to kiss, his lips were slightly open, his breath was like blue, and voice was deserted: “You don’t want to kiss me, do you?”

All of a sudden, Richard’s reason was back. He raised his light gray pupil eyes, and there was deep love in his eyes: “Well, I think.”

his other hand around her waist, tightly hugged her, head against her thin shoulder: “I want to kiss you, but also want to hug you, especially if I want you to think.”

“Mary…” He lowered voice and bewitched him: “Don’t make trouble, OK? The longest quarrel we have ever had is not more than three weeks, but this time it has been almost three months.”

As he spoke, he slowly raised handsome face, and his deep eyes were filled with attachment and gentleness: “You don’t know how much I miss you in the past three months.”

After all, he wanted to kiss her on the face.

However, Mary Kinson turned her head away, and the fox eyes filled with drizzle were full of coldness: “Richard, we have broken up, and you will make me resentful.”

Looking at her strange face, she is more like a sharp knife tip scratching him, covering the heart tortured by missing.

“What the hell happened, and how did this happen between us?”Richard still doesn’t understand.

Mary Kinson looked at him coldly, and she couldn’t tell whether the teenager in front of him was alone with the people in previous lives.

If so, why can he finally kill their children and even kill her with Lavi Sue?

Oh no, it’s just her baby, not his.

“Mary.” He called softly “I have already mentioned you to my dad. I am also doing an internship in the company very smoothly now. I also plan to take you back home when I can independently manage the company’s ability after graduation…”

“We’re married.”

Married? !

Mary Kinson’s pain swept through again, and this affectionate confession seemed to be earlier than the previous life in terms of timeline.

It seems that Richard said these words a few days before graduation in her past life. At that time, she was so moved that she even promised him a marriage proposal in advance.

Although it was the same as he promised, he managed the company after graduation and they got married early.

But doesn’t the root of all the pain begin with marrying him?

She sneer: “Married? Now I, even with the roadside beggars married, even if lonely old age, will not marry you.”

These words are not angry words, Richard can see from her indifferent eyes.

“But…”voice was a little dumb, and his light gray pupil seemed to be snowing endlessly, which was dim: “You said before that when you graduated from high school, you agreed with me that you would only marry me in the future.” AUnder Richard’s deep eyes, Mary Kinson’s psychological defense line collapsed and replaced it with endless heart-wrenching pain. At this point, a wave of youthful memories welled up in her mind, like a knife hanging. Clearly Richard loved her so much in this world, but why did he bring himself to a miserable situation in his previous life?

Why don’t you let go of children?

Why on earth do people’s hearts change?

Too many questions that don’t understand are like sharp blades, which cross her heart with a knife, and the wanton pain makes her almost unable to stand straight.

With a cavity hate against the body, still like a sculpture, Mary Kinson looks without any emotion.