Chapter 265

An Xiaoxiao saw that he pursed his lips, closed his eyes and fell asleep. He only heard the sound of things around him. For a moment, the room turned quiet.

I think they've all gone. Jiang Mu Ye has such a disposition that he doesn't give him face. He thinks that he's going to have an atmosphere. It's just right. Anyway, he doesn't want to think about it.

With a slight sigh, an Xiaoxiao opens her eyes. She looks at a clear and cool face, pursing her thin lips and leaning towards her

An Xiaoxiao put his hand to his chest: "Jiang Muye, you..."

Jiang Muye took a pair of deep eyes and looked at her: "didn't you fall asleep?"

His voice was deep and smiling, and the corners of his lips were shallow. He seemed to be in a good mood.

Ann small frown: "wake up, can't you?"

"All right."

Jiang Muye stood up straight and took off his jacket. A very slim white shirt lined him. He had wide shoulders and narrow waist, and was in perfect shape.

Seeing that he didn't want to leave at all, an Xiaoxiao continued to frown: "what I said in your office this morning is serious."

Jiang Muye found a chair and sat down. His eyes were still deep: "I know."

Ann put aside her eyes: "that's good."

"But I don't agree," he said

An Xiaoxiao didn't say a word. He just pulled his eyebrows and looked to one side. Jiang Muye didn't know what she was thinking, so he said straight: "things like today won't happen."

"Which one?"

An small back, tone with displeasure: "I was slapped by my mother, or your childhood Ye Zhenzhen to your office? Or is it because you're in society that I've been attacked one after another? "

"No more." Jiang Muye's eyes are deep: "these will not be in the future."

Looking at his serious face, Ann was a little more careful and soft, but this series of events made her unable to let go in a period of time.

Feng Fangfei's story has not been explained clearly. Now there is a series of scenes. It's just the rhythm that God doesn't want two people to be together.

"It doesn't matter."

An Xiaoxiao novel, tone is very calm: "I have made up my mind to divorce you, after whether Feng Fangfei or Ye Zhenzhen, have nothing to do with me."

"The reason why you want to divorce me is just because of these, right?" he said

"What else?"

An Xiaoxiao looks at him bravely and hums: "is it difficult for me to mention divorce when I have a prairie above my head?"

"A prairie overhead?" Jiang Muye repeated with a frown: "speak human words!"

Ann is so stingy that she has no sense of accomplishment when she quarrels with him: "I don't want to talk to you anymore. Really, you go. I want to go to the bathroom."

Jiang Muye got up and said softly, "I'll take you."

"No!" An Xiaoxiao is unfolding the quilt hand to pause: "this I can."

Can't help but say, Jiang Muye directly uncovered her quilt, bent over to pick her up: "with me, it's not your turn to walk."

An Xiaoxiao

What's the logic of black question mark face? What brain circuit? What a wonderful flower!

In view of the great disparity of strength, an Xiaoxiao struggled for a moment, and finally allowed him to enter the bathroom, then closed the door and stood at the door.

Looking at his tall figure outside the frosted glass door, Ann frowned: "can you go away? How can I go to the bathroom so close? "

Outside the door came Jiang Muye's low smile: "I haven't seen anything. You are so shy."

Even though he said that, he still walked away and took his mobile phone to search for an Xiaoxiao's meaning of "a prairie above his head".

……

Wait for an small deep absorption comfortable push open the door of the toilet, see Jiang Muye black face standing a few steps away, she slanted a glance, automatic spontaneous to go to bed.

Also said that he does not have to walk, ha ha, is not halfway!

Stepping on the floor, an Xiaoxiao realized that her feet were soft like stepping on cotton, but she didn't want to show weakness in front of Jiang Muye.

She took two steps forward with one breath. She felt that her back was going to be wet and full of sweat

She gritted her teeth and insisted, but at the moment when she was wrong with Jiang Muye, she rushed forward. The next moment, she was picked up by Jiang Muye and bound in her arms.

The fragrance of his body, which is light and sweet, is mixed with the breath of the mature man's special hormone.

His ears were close to his chest, and his chest was thumping, and the sound of his heart beating was clearly transmitted to his ears.

She raised her head. The man in front of her was really handsome. He was resolute between his eyebrows and eyes, cool on his thin lips, and his angular cheek was as hard as an axe

It's no less masculine than the popular Xiaosheng in the entertainment circle.

No wonder fake celebrities such as an yunqi, Feng Fangfei and ye Zhenzhen want to be included in his pocket one after another.

It's just that I haven't knocked him down after living with him for such a long time. It's really outrageous.

An Xiaoxiao was just thinking about it. He listened to Jiang Muye's cold voice: "is there a prairie overhead? Huh? You've given me such a name today. Why don't you wait for me to practice it? "

An Xiaoxiao: "ha ha, I'm sorry, I'm not interested any more. Please show it to other people."

Jiang Muye hooked his lips, and the corners of his lips put on a smile with a cold meaning: "in that case, let's start from today."

He leaned over to pick her up and put her on the bed. An Xiao dodged his hot lips and pushed him: "Jiang Muye, you bastard, what are you going to do! We're all getting divorced! "

Jiang Muye snorted, and his voice continued to be cold: "since we are all going to divorce, I've done you. I'm just planting grass for my future wife! It's a prairie, isn't it? How many grasses do you need? 120000 or 100000? Don't let me let you go before you finish planting the prairie

An Xiaoxiao: "you, you, um..."

Jiang Muye's kisses were all over the world again, hot and violent. With the power of an Xiaoxiao's Mantis arm, he could not shake Jiang Muye at all.

She thought, admit it, anyway, it's going to divorce.

From then on, the bridge will return to the bridge, the road will return to the road, and the mother will be able to account for the past.

Seeing that she stopped struggling, Jiang Muye was stunned for a moment and looked down at her: "what? Have you figured it out? "

An Xiaoxiao snorted: "anyway, if you are someone else's husband, I'll use it first, and there's no loss!"

Jiang Mu Ye couldn't laugh or cry for a moment. He stopped and rubbed her cheek with his hand. His tone was gentle: "what are you thinking about all day long in your head?"

He chuckled, got up, and raised his eyebrows: "since the agreement has been reached, I'm not in a hurry. Let's go another day."

"Change your sister!" Ann got angry: "go away, go away!"