The eyes under the man's mask are deep and bright. Even if he deliberately teases people, he does not seem frivolous, but instead has an indescribable affection in it.

At that moment, Chu Zhixin was a little moved. When she faced the man's eyes, her body seemed to have been electrocuted. She woke up a little, shook her head and sighed: "Tsk tsk, look, it's worthy of being professional. This little mouth is really good to make people happy, but... the fake is always fake. My ex-husband is dead. Even if you look like it, you are just like a dead person."

The man's lips, which were quite cold and hard, curled up a playful curve: "Looking at how sad you are, I must love your ex-husband very much. His death makes you very sad, right?"

"That won't be!"

Chu Zhixin burped, and went to the sofa with a dizzy head, looking up at the ceiling: "I just felt...it's a bit too sudden, it's like you're suddenly reading a book. In the wonderful place, the author stopped updating. My ex-husband, but he shouldn't have ended like this!"

"That's all?"

The man seemed very dissatisfied with Chu Zhixin's answer and asked in a deep voice: "Do you have no feelings for him or no reluctance to give up?"

“…”

Chu Zhixin didn't answer, but was still looking at the vast ceiling. As he looked, it seemed as if some tiny dust fell into his eyes, and his vision blurred.

The man observed her from top to bottom, saw the crystal tears in her eyes, and frowned slightly: "Are you crying?"

"No!"

Chu Zhixin sniffed and said expressionlessly: "My eyes are getting into the sand."

"Is that true?"

The man looked at her silently, and after a long time, he sighed: "You woman, you are so drunk, and you are still so stubborn, it's really unlovely!"

His tall body was lying on the sofa, and he unknowingly approached her, his voice as gentle as the spring breeze: "If you want to cry, just cry as much as you want. Anyway, I am the emotional trash can you buy for you by your sister. Anyway, you can fall in love with me if you are unhappy!"

"No, I'm tired, I want to sleep."

Chu Zhixin closed her eyes, as if tears were falling from the corners of her eyes.

She hugged the man's arm again like a child and said softly: "Just lend me your arm to a pillow."

This man felt calm, and with the effect of alcohol, she quickly fell asleep...

In the hazy state, she felt that a butterfly had stayed on her lips, gently and itchy, making her feel unsatisfied.

This feeling is so similar to what Sheng Tingye brings to her!

Her red lips opened slightly, and her slender arms couldn't help but cling to the man's neck.

But in the end, the man just patted her back gently and coaxed her softly: "Go to sleep, silly woman!"

At the same time, the real courtesan Aze was tied to the toilet, looking terrified.

"Let me go, you...who are you?"
Chapter completed!