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Chapter 330
Anzhe staggered to the bedside, frowned and looked at the pale woman on the bed for several minutes, then turned and glanced at the door of the room.

closed.

He looked at the balcony again.

locked.

For a moment, he fell into deep thought.

How did she get in?
After thinking hard, it finally occurred to him that the person had installed a surveillance video at home, walked to a table and turned on a display screen.

The surveillance video is from the outside of the villa, the living room, and the corridor, but not in the room.

He didn't look at it usually, but now he realized that the big place in the house had been touched when that person came.

Since he went home yesterday as a candidate, he looked inside and out, but he didn't see the shadow of the woman on the bed, so he couldn't help but feel a strange feeling.

supernatural event?

Back to the bed, Yang Mo was no longer on it, which feeling became more intense.

"Missing?" Shaking his aching head, he raised his hand to pat again, and sighed, "I drank too much."

Swish-

There was the sound of splashing water in the bathroom, and Anzhe couldn't help frowning again.

After thinking about it, he lifted his foot and walked over.There is no taboo to open the bathroom door directly.

The mist is dense, the shower is turned on, and the hot water is flowing on the dark gray floor.In the bathtub, the water is full of golden mountains, and there is another one inside, looking at his woman with wide eyes.

The two looked at each other, Yang Mo touched the side of the bathtub, took a piece of soap, and threw it out.

An Zhe had quick eyes and quick hands, and locked them up directly.The soap hit the door with a smack.

"Who are you!" Yang Mo yelled, draping his bathrobe on himself and shivering in the bathtub.

An Zhe was leaned against the bathroom door, his expression was not ugly, but it was definitely ugly: "Why are you crazy? I'm your husband!"

Yang Mo was stunned in the bathtub: "What did you say?"

Suddenly, she just felt her head was blank, and she couldn't think of anything. Suddenly, a memory flashed in her mind.

Marriage, torture, indifference, cheating, divorce...

she remembered, yes

She does have a husband, just!They seem to be divorced...

Thinking of this, she was not in a hurry, she threw away her bathrobe, and slowly washed herself in the bathtub.

Caressing those hideous scars on his body: It's really ugly...

click.

The bathroom door was opened again. Anzhe saw that he was just taking a bath, not in a coma. He breathed a sigh of relief and moved his lips: "Why don't you scream?"

Yang Mo tilted his head, the water vapor would slowly envelop him, his eyes turned red instantly, and he stood up: "What did you say?"

Seeing her standing up, Anzhe glanced aside subconsciously: "Put on! Clothes!"

"Why do you want to wear it? Haven't you seen it before?" Yang Mo stepped out of the bathtub, walked over step by step, stood on tiptoes, and hung his hands around his neck: "Didn't you say that we are husband and wife? I have amnesia, don't you Lie to me, because I hate you inexplicably."

"Yang Mo!" An Zhe suddenly turned his head to look at her, and when he saw that she was still naked, he subconsciously moved his head away, even his tone was a little knotted, and his breathing was short: "You...you... you……"

"What am I? Don't want to?" Yang Mo seduced, because of the height difference, she could only stand on tiptoes, her health was not very good, and she had no strength.

In the bathroom, the water is dense and the atmosphere is gradually warming up.

An Zhe had a feeling in his body for no reason, or in other words, he had a reaction when he entered for the first time.

The hand subconsciously moved to her waist, and the voice was a little unnatural: "You use the bathroom, why is there a shower?" Don't you know that not turning on the ventilation will make people feel uncomfortable?

Want to commit suicide?

"I want to die." Yang Mo trembled with fright at the hand on his waist, and his voice became even more seductive: "Do you want to go together?"

"Madman." An Zhe blurted out subconsciously, raised his hand to turn off the shower, and pressed her against the sink: "You know... what are you doing?"

Yang Mo pursed his lips, brushed his feet against his body, and turned on the shower again: "Crazy? You look down at the scars on my body. I can't stand it myself. Why do you think my waist is showering?"

Hearing her words, An Zhe looked up and saw the horrible scar on her heart.

I was stunned for a moment, remembering that he had been stabbed a few times in the body, besides the heart, the stomach, and... the uterus.

At that time, she had yelled at him that she couldn't get pregnant...lost a chance to be a mother.

Feeling guilty in his mind, he let go of his hand, and Yang Mo let go of his hand at this time, his body turned around in a circle, took a bath towel on the sink, wrapped his body, and chuckled Out of the bathroom with a bang.

An Zhe suddenly felt empty in his arms, and he was stunned again. The fire in his heart, whether it was that person or him, could no longer be suppressed, he grabbed her behind his back, brought her into his arms, and bowed his head. lip.

Yang Mo didn't have to be like this, his body froze all of a sudden.

It is another thing to be active, and another thing to be passive.

But her strength is not as strong as An Zhe's.

An Zhe doesn't care what tricks Yang Mo is doing now, she sent it to her door herself, and they are still husband and wife, so it's reasonable, isn't it?

Yang Mo was taken away like this, his hair tangled up causing harm to the sheets.

The shirt on An Zhe's body was slammed when he was in the bathroom. He was warm and fragrant, and under the trend of alcohol, his brain could only follow his body.

……

20:00 in the evening.
Lijun and Jiejing both came to knock on the door.

No.

Breaking in would be more reasonable.

At this time, Qingliu is still watching TV and eating fruit in the living room, thinking about how to get Anzhe to go out.

She was also dumbfounded when she saw two people barging in.Standing up all of a sudden, pointing at them: "You guys! What are you going to do?"

"Where's An Zhe?" Li Jun didn't do it because of Yang Mo's affairs, and made some deals with the military, so he thought he was no longer a policeman.

Anzhe's style of doing things should be a hooligan.

I didn't see Yang Mo and An Zhe in the living room. With a smile on his lips, he casually picked up the vase that should be worth a lot of money on the shelf and put it in front of his eyes. He admired it, and said in a neutral tone, "Or what about Yang Mo."

"Yang Mo?" Qing Liu heard the name, killing intent flashed in her eyes, but she was even more confused: "Didn't she disappear three years ago?"

The sound insulation here is very good, Qingliu didn't even know that Yang Mo had appeared in An Zhe's room, and in order to keep her gentle, she didn't dare to disturb An Zhe.

Both of them were taken aback when they saw her expression like this. According to their understanding of Qingliu, if Yang Mo were here, Qingliu would not be able to apply the mask leisurely here.

not there?

The two of them glanced at each other and ran straight upstairs, and the door of the room opened to them.

Until they reached Anzhe's locked room.

Li Jun didn't say anything, just kicked him away.

The door of the room opened, and the smell of alcohol came out, as well as wine bottles rolling all over the floor.

But at this moment, An Zhe was drunk in the pile of wine bottles.

(End of this chapter)