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Jun Yu was bloated for a while, and looked at the little woman who was surrounded by the wall and her arms, and had an unexplainable distress in her heart.

"You say, what qualifications do you have to control me, what qualifications do you have to blame my life here, what qualifications do you have to be angry with me, and even to hurt me, Junyu, what qualifications do you have!"

She smiled, sadly.

Jun Yu took two steps, his arm dropped down weakly, dropped to his side, and moved his lips, but he could not say a word.

Li Mumu took a step forward, approached him, raised his chin, and stared stubbornly at his peach eyes: "What do you care about me? A friend? Or an elder brother?"

"You know, I look like this, my dad and mom don't care, why are you?"

Jun Yu stepped back again, Li Mumu looked in her eyes, her heart was even more desolate.

He feels sick even near him now, right? Yeah, she feels disgusted even by this, she doesn't even look down on herself.

How could she hope that someone who doesn't love herself would care for herself.

Li Mumu, why are you so stupid, why have you been so long, still not dead, and you have to be hurt a few times before you can understand that this man has no love for you.

He loves others, and has been in love for more than ten years.

Jun Yu was dumbfounded by a series of aggressive questions.

Yeah, on what basis did he blame her for what life, what qualifications he had for her life.

He's not her, never was.

There was a sudden silence in the room.

At this moment, Simmons, who had been drunk completely, suddenly woke up, and staggered up from the sofa, with a glass of wine, pursed his eyelids, and walked to Li Mumu side by side.

In Jun Yu's sight of almost killing people, he skillfully embraced Li Mumu's shoulders.

"Dear ... dear ... will you sleep with me tonight ..."

Simmons studied the Z language. When he was with Li Mumu, he usually spoke the Z language, and his pronunciation was very standard.

Li Mumu smoked at the corners.

She could feel the heavy cold that emanated from Jun Yu, and she almost dared not look up at Jun Yu's face.

The room fell into a deadly silence.

Jun Yu clenched his fists. He had to use all his strength to restrain himself, and not let his fist wave to the face of the drunkard who was lying on Li Mumu's shoulder.

Li Mumu reached out and tried to push Simmons' head back against his shoulder.

But Simmons was holding her tightly around her waist, her head resting on her shoulder, and she couldn't push it.

"Dear ... sleep with me ... no, don't leave me."

Li Mumu now especially wanted to strangle the pig head. She was already messed up here. Simmons, the drunk, had come to make her mess.

She could feel that Jun Yu's cold-looking eyes scratched her face like a knife.

"Simons, you, don't bother."

She struggling to support Simmons' mushy body and put him back on the bed.

Putting his hands away, Simmons still clutched in the void without hesitation.

"Dear ... don't leave me ..."

Wipe, Li Mumu has such a bad temper, she almost did not scold her mother.

Li Mumu subconsciously wanted to explain, but Jun Yu did not give her this opportunity.

"Li Mumu, I really don't have much qualifications to care about you, I wish you a good time."

The anger on his face had faded and his face was as calm as water.

Li Mumu, from now on your world, I will never step in.