Chapter 191

Adhering to the principle that nothing can be lost, an Xiaoxiao holds her head high: "I know that I have someone I like, and I need to divorce you, that's all."

Jiang Mu Ye got up and picked her up from the sofa. He looked directly into her eyes and said word by word.

"I remember that I told you on the day we met that in my marriage of Jiang Muye, there was only widowhood but no divorce. How did you answer me then?"

An Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and drooped her eyes. She felt a little sorry: "there are always accidents."

"Accident?" Jiang Muye picked his eyebrows and said coldly, "your appearance in my life is an accident. I don't need you to make an accident for me."

Looking at the displeasure in his eyes, an Xiaoxiao's mood became more and more displeased: "you are a little too self righteous. What did I say before marriage? Do you have a witness? Is there a recording? Is there any evidence that I'm sure? "

Jiang Muye seems to have expected her to ask. He rubs his hand in his pocket for a moment and opens the recording file of his mobile phone.

"There is a saying that in my marriage of Jiang Muye, there is only widowhood without divorce."

After a moment's silence, Ann heard her serious and solemn voice clearly: "yes."

So, when Jiang Muye first met, he recorded their conversation?

This kind of foresight is incredible!

"Well, you've been planning for a long time!"

The mood in an xiaojingliang's eyes is inexplicable, but it's definitely not a surprise. That kind of mood gives a signal to Jiang Muye, and she's a little angry.

Jiang Mu Ye frowned: "I'm just used to it for a rainy day."

"Did you have one more wedding partner?"

An Xiaoyan looked at him coolly: "or have I always been a spare tire?"

spare tire?

Jiang Muye doesn't understand this word very well. It sounds like she is just a decoration.

Jiang Muye's lips are slightly curved, and his voice is shallow: "do you think anyone is qualified to be the spare tire of Jiang Muye?"

An Xiaoxiao

Oh, that's true. It's a good thing that I always take myself as a spare tire. I want to be loyal.

What a big face!

An Xiao rushes in anger, she struggles to get rid of the shackles of Jiang Muye: "asshole, you release me."

Jiang Mu Ye frowned and looked at an Xiaoxiao's face, which was slightly red because of struggle, and her red lips, which were pink and curled up.

The next moment, he leaned over and shouldered an Xiaoxiao. In her exclamation, he raised his feet and went upstairs. He let an Xiaoxiao fight and kick, but he didn't let go.

Since she doesn't like to make a quiet decoration, give her a brand new identity. Jiang Muye knows a word called bed head quarrel and bed end quarrel, so he plans to put this slang into practice.

An Xiaoxiao is very light. Jiang Muye's shoulder is not even as good as the training pile in the army, so he easily takes her to the bedroom on the second floor.

He originally wanted to put her down gently, but he an's little struggle is really fierce, accidentally fell to the blue big bed.

Jiang Muye took off his coat and felt his violent an Xiao tightly holding his arm: "Jiang Muye, don't mess around! I can sue you for your marital QJ! "

Jiang Muye ignores her and throws his black suit to the ground. He bends over to seal an Xiaoxiao's noisy red lips. In his tossing and turning exploration and wanton strategy, an Xiaoxiao's struggle does not weaken at all.

At this time, the doorbell rang downstairs. Taking advantage of Jiang Muye's distraction, she took a chance to bite Jiang Muye's tongue.

A strong smell of blood scattered, Jiang Muye hissed to withdraw for a moment, an Xiaoxiao looked at the opportunity to escape his shackles, quickly jumped to the bed.

Her eyes were red, and her emotion collapsed because of excitement. She held her arms and trembled, and her voice called out: "Jiang Muye, go away!"

Jiang Mu's hand wiped the blood of his lips, and his eyes narrowed a dangerous signal: "an Xiao, are you sure you want me to go away?"

"Go away!" Ann gave a little hysterical cry.

Jiang Mu Ye's cold eyes looked at her for a moment, and finally turned to leave. He stepped on the valuable black suit and disappeared at the door.

An Xiaoxiao squats down with her arms in her arms. Her eyes are full of tears. She feels that her heart is a little sour, and a kind of sad mood is full.

All along, she thought Jiang Muye was at least a gentleman. Now, what's the difference between Jiang Muye and Ouyang Yi?

But in his eyes, he was always a spare tire?

Oh!

How ironic!

An Xiaoxiao hears the door slamming down the stairs, the sound of the car starting at the door, and then the sound of the footsteps. For a moment, Tang Xin's figure appears in the field of vision.

See squatting in the corner of an small tears, Tang Xin a few steps past, because of the hurry up, she did not wear slippers, feet were cut, she bowed to find a white button.

Surprised, she picked up the button and said, "did you fight with Jiang Muye?"

An Xiaoxiao sniffed with tears in her eyes: "it's OK, he didn't succeed."

Tang Xin

This little couple is very interesting, and it's amazing to live a couple's life

No wonder I saw Jiang Muye just now. He looked as cold as ice.

"Well, Ann." Tang Xin patted her on the shoulder: "what are you crying for?"

Ann sobbed: "he said I was a spare tire! I'm also proud of my identity. I just bullied me. If you didn't arrive in time, he would... "

An's novels are not going on any more. He just feels aggrieved in his heart. Where is the gentle and modest Jiang Muye?

Is this moody, irascible and surly man Jiang Muye?

"Spare tire?" Tang Xin was a little surprised: "what did he say?"

It's not like Jiang Muye.

An Xiaoxiao simply told Tang Xin what they were talking about. Hearing the words, Tang Xin frowned: "how can I feel that... Jiang Muye doesn't understand the meaning of spare tire at all?"

"He's not an alien. I know the meaning of the word spare tire! He did it on purpose

Tang Xin: "I think there is a generation gap between you two!"

An Xiaoxiao sniffed: "I don't know. Anyway, I've decided to divorce him. I'll get the divorce certificate tomorrow!"

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Out of qingshuiju, Jiang Muye is very angry. She didn't make up her mind to take care of her when her legs were inconvenient. Now she's back to normal in front of her. Instead, she struggles more and more.

Jiang Muye beat the steering wheel hard, and the sharp whistle rang through the road.

Want a divorce? no way!

"Didi..."

Inside office mobile phone came in a phone call, Jiang Mu Ye looked to answer.

"Hello?" His voice returned to cold and ordinary. It seemed that the man who had just been irritable was not him.

"Second master, eight is charming."

Jiang Mu Ye's eyes narrowed: "OK, I'll come right away."

He neatly hung up the phone, the car turned around and drove to the low lane. If he wanted to go to glamour, he could only take another identity.

Anyway, he decided to trace the information of cherry blossom as soon as possible. The feeling that the enemy was in the dark and he was restricted everywhere made him very unhappy.

Especially now he is in a bad mood. He really wants to catch cherry blossom and have a good exchange!