There is something wrong with my Omega ex-wife [GL] [MTL]

Chapter 77

    There was a gust of wind on the corridor, and the red plum blossoms trembling.

    A few petals were carried by the wind and fell on the red corridor.

    Yu Mo did not pity, and ran over the petals, leaving a few broken pieces in the air.

    The door of the east wing was pushed open from the outside, and a cool breeze poured into the room, catching Shen Shuyu off guard.

    She was looking back suspiciously to see how the door was pushed open, but saw Yu Mo standing at the door without saying a word.

    The sun shining westward fell on the door, draped over Yu Mo's body.

    It was cold.

    Shen Shuyu could see that there was something wrong with Yu Mo at a glance, but she couldn't tell what was wrong with her.

    Thinking of the New Year’s gift for Yu Mo still on the table, Shen Shuyu hurriedly pushed it into the soft package unfolded on the table, calmly preaching to Yu Mo: "It's cold outside, come in. The room is warm. "What

    Yu Mo saw on Shen Shuyu's face was the gentleness he had longed for in his last life but had never seen it.

    She did not respond to Shen Shuyu, skipping her and walking straight to the bag of bedding and luggage she had been opened.

    Yu Mo opened the mouth of the bag slightly and found that it was empty.

    The bed sheets and pillowcases were taken out by Shen Shuyu, and all the beddings of the bed in front of him were replaced with new ones.

    Shen Shuyu is not for work.

    The sheets looked flat, but they were long and short at the other end.

    The up and down of the two pillowcases also made her upside down.

    Yu Mo touched the wrinkled corner of the quilt and clenched his fingers.

    Memories carry the wind and rain, and pull Yu Mo's things that are about to be forgotten.

    Shen Shuyu in the last life would never do these things.

    Yu Mo still remembers when he moved to her new home with Shen Shuyu after marriage.

    Shen Shuyu was wearing a silk-printed pajamas standing on the corridor on the second floor. The side of the collarbone that was unintentionally exposed was exuding an alluring milky white.

    She is such a seductive pick.

    It’s also so high above, rejecting people from thousands of miles away.

    Those silver eyes looked calmly at the moving figures downstairs.

    The pupils reflected the light of a cold white crystal chandelier.

    Yu Mo looked a little stunned, raised his head and greeted Shen Shuyu with a smile.

    However, Shen Shuyu only glanced at herself, then without a word, she turned her head back to her study room with excellent soundproofing.

    Later, after several hours of carrying and sorting, Shen Shuyu never came to the door of the bedroom she prepared for herself to ask herself a word.

    Not to mention helping myself organize the things she brought like today.

    Sorrow, gratification, ridicule, resentment...