Nacho's body staggered, and there were tears in his eyes. He couldn't hear any sound. There was a face of a woman in his mind, that women was crying and calling his name all the time.
"Who? Who are you?"
"Nacho? What's wrong with you?"
Nacho ran for a long time until a pair of soft hands grabbed him. Mignon didn't expect that she would meet Nacho on the first day she came back. But Nacho looked so horrible and crazy at the moment.
Nacho slowly raised his head and looked at Mignon who was grabbing his arm with his blootshot eyes.
When he saw Mignon's face clearly, he said, "I miss you. I miss you so much."
As if he was crazy, Nacho held Mignon's slender waist and kissed her lips affectionately.
Mignon was stunned, and she could only allow Nacho to kiss her.
Nacho's body was very hot, and this kind of hot feeling almost burn Mignon's body.
She slightly pushed Nacho's body and called his name in a hoarse voice.
"Nacho, what's wrong with you?"
Nacho was in a very strange mood.
She hadn't seen Nacho for a long time, so she looked at him with deep affection.
"Miss you... I miss you so much... Really..."
Nacho kept muttering these words. At the moment, he only wanted to hold Mignon in his arms tightly and kiss her.
He pulled her to the woods aside.
It was late at night, and no one passed by. Mignon pushed Nacho's body shyly and angrily, saying, "Nacho, calm down! Here is outside!"
However, Nacho couldn't hear what Mignon was saying at all. He tore off her clothes rudely and crazily without any pity.
At this moment, Mignon finally understood why Nacho looked like this.
Nacho... was drugged. Who drugged him?
When Mignon was thinking about this, Nacho had already spread her legs and inserted it into her. She could only let out a low groan and had sex with him passively.
"I miss you so much... Why did you leave me... Why?" Nacho looked at Mignon with sad eyes and muttered.
His voice was full of sorrow and pain. Tears slowly ran down Mignon's face.
She cried, maybe it was because of the pain of her body, maybe it was because Nacho's sad and painful eyes at the moment.
She didn't want to leave Nacho, but when things reached to that point, she didn't know who was wrong. Nacho and Sibyl had a one-night-stand in America. Sibyl got pregnant with his child. Although she miscarried, Mignon couldn't forgive Nacho.
After that, Mignon was drugged and slept with Egbert for one night. She didn't know who was wrong.
"Nacho." Mignon reached out to touch Nacho's face as if she was enchanted by his voice, tears kept running down her face.
"Don't leave me, please." Nacho's voice was hoarse and pleasant, which made Mignon feel so painful in her heart.
She could only hug his body and make love with him again and again.
She even forgot that they were in the woods at the moment, she forgot everything...
After a long time, Nacho fainted. He leaned his head on Mignon's body and Mignon smelled the faint smell of wine on his body.
Mignon wanted to cry. She touched Nacho's cheeks and kissed his lips.
After a while, Mignon composed her emotions and gently pushed Nacho's body away. She got up and put on clothes for Nacho and herself. Looking at the love-bites on her body, she was a little embarrassed and shy.
"Let go of him." Just when Mignon was about to take Nacho to the house she rented in Beijing, a sharp voice stopped her.
Mignon raised her head with confusion and saw Sibyl, whose face was full of anger. This was the first time that she had seen Sibyl since she left Beijing.
Sibyl had become completely different from before. Her face looked maturer. However, at this moment, Sibyl looked at Mignon fiercely as if she wanted to kill Mignon.
"Long time no see." With a faint
smile, Mignon glanced at Sibyl and said slowly.
"Give Nacho back to me!" Sibyl pulled Nacho away from Mignon's arms without hesitation, as if she didn't hear what Mignon said.
She was so anxious as if she was worried that Mignon would take Nacho away.
Looking at Sibyl's movements, Mignon said with a cold face, "Sibyl, Nacho is mine."
"Yours? Mignon, you have already divorced him. I am his wife now, and... he doesn't know you and doesn't remember you. Now, he only remembers me." Sibyl glanced at Mignon coldly and sneered.
Mignon's face turned colder.
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