When Jiang Mingyang woke up, it was already bright, and the sun shone on the dark big bed, with a bright light.

It was New Year's Eve, and the sound of firecrackers came faintly outside. Jiang Mingyang gradually woke up and raised his hand to block his eyes. Last night's memory was recovered, and he immediately turned his head to look aside.

The place beside him was empty, Jane Mo was not there.

His eyes turned, and just as he was about to get up, he heard the sound of the door opening. He instinctively shrank into the quilt and pretended to be still asleep.

Jane Mo pushed the door and looked at the man on the bed.

Jiang Mingyang's chest was beating, and he couldn't pretend anymore, so he had to open his eyes and look at the door.

Jane Mo was wearing a nightgown and leaning against the wall, looking at the man on the bed lightly.

Jiang Mingyang was seen like this, and his face turned red. He pulled the quilt up again, covering his mouth almost before he spoke, "Good morning!"

Jian Mo wanted to laugh a little, but his eyes were still cold, and he said, "I've made breakfast, you put on your clothes and come out for dinner."

"Oh!" Jiang Mingyang almost retracted into the quilt, his eyes dodged, and he responded in embarrassment.

Jian Mo said nothing and turned around and went out.

When the door was closed, Jiang Mingyang let out a long sigh and found that his palms were full of sweat.

Last night he had an overwhelming victory. He was usually abused by Jane Mo in the game. He finally had the chance to counterattack. He was particularly excited to see her crying expression.

But why did he look like the one who was abused all night at dawn?

She looks like a winner!

Jiang Mingyang was angry and lifted the quilt. He was about to get up and take a shower in the bathroom. When he saw the blood on the bed, he suddenly stood there.

It seemed that blood was pouring into his heart, and his emotions were rolling. He couldn't tell whether it was joy or accident for a moment.

"hurry up!"

Jian Mo's unhappy urging came from the living room.

"oh!"

Jiang Mingyang responded, curled the corners of his lips, and walked towards the bathroom.

When the water rushes down, he feels the pain in his back. He walks to the mirror and looks in sideways, and sees blood marks scratched on his back.

He gritted his teeth secretly, this woman was cruel at all times!

He finished his shower and went out for breakfast.

Jian Mo can't cook. She got up early today, but just cooked a pack of frozen dumplings and steamed a plate of roasted wheat.

Jiang Mingyang glanced at it and frowned, "I'll go fry an egg for you."

"No need, I don't want to eat it today, just take a bite!" Jian Mo handed him the chopsticks.

Jiang Mingyang glanced at Jian Mo's face, trying to see from the subtle expression on her face that she was happy?

However, he didn't see anything.

The two sat opposite each other. Jiang Mingyang had never felt so hungry, so he ate the ordinary quick-frozen dumplings, and after a while, he ate half a plate.

Jian Mo took a bite of Shaomai and his voice was dull, "It's almost noon. After dinner, hurry up and go home. Don't come again in the future!"

"Oh!" Jiang Mingyang responded, suddenly paused his hand holding dumplings, looked up at the girl opposite, and said in surprise, "Don't come again in the future, what does it mean?"

Jian Mo took a sip of water, lowered his eyes, and his face was cold, "I don't want to pretend anymore. After I go back today, I will tell my mother that we have broken up, and you and Aunt Jiang will also say."

Jiang Mingyang was stunned for a moment, staring at the girl blankly, "Why?"

The traces of her scratching his back still hurt, and she said she wanted to break up!


Chapter completed!