Jun Xiyan Pushed Open the Door and Gawked at the Two on the Bed

His head hurt.

Gu Mohan quickly got a grip over himself and tried to shake away those memories crashing into his mind. He felt the pain disappearing once he got rid of those scenes in his mind.

He placed his hands on her delicate shoulders, pushing her away while his voice was husky and sexy. "Tang Mo'er, you're drunk."

Tang Mo'er lifted her head, her alluring face was covered in tears and she looked at him, teary-eyed as her voice choked out, "Hubby, you only call me Tang Mo'er now. You no longer call me your wife…"

She puckered her lips while looking in his eyes and crying pitifully.

Gu Mohan felt his heart tightening, as though someone had squeezed it tightly. It hurt to even breathe.

He didn't know why he was hurting.

But he could just feel the pain.

"Tang Mo'er…" He called her name.