Yan Xuan took his shirt to his nose and smelled it again.
has a faint, strange, perfume smell in addition to his clean male breath.
In Yan's mind, she can't help but think of the elegant and beautiful woman in the No.1 box, just like the one in the traditional Chinese painting. The fragrance of
's thin perfume should be left by that cloud Niang.
Yan Xuan was holding his shirt tightly, and his fingertips were increasing, as if he wanted to crush the cloth.
Her heart sank and flustered, and she walked twice in the bathroom.
He is a normal man. No matter how to control his calmness, there will always be irrational moments.
He doesn't want to go home. Will he go to find yunniang
The more she thought about it, the more confused she was, the more frightened she was.
She was angry and wanted to cry.
She flung the shirt into the cut-out and walked out of the bedroom.
Standing at the door of the study, the door was not closed tightly, and there was a faint yellow light coming out. The man sat at his desk with cigarettes between his fingertips. Under the blue and white smoke, the long and thin Phoenix eyes stared at the computer screen. He didn't know what he was looking at.
Yan Zhen wanted to go in and question the lip print on his collar, but her legs seemed to be filled with lead, which made her unable to move.
She admitted that she was afraid. If the lipstick was really left by yunniang, he admitted that there were other women outside him, what should she do?
They have been divorced once before. Do they want to divorce again now?
Little Apple hopes that mom and dad can live happily together. Is this home broken again?
The five tastes in Yan's heart are mixed, and his eyes are sore.
She didn't go into the study to find him. Maybe she misunderstood him.
It's not easy for them to get to today. She can't be suspicious.
Yan Zhen goes back to the bedroom and waits for him to go back to sleep.
He is a person who has a habit of cleanliness. If he can come back to sleep, it means that he has not touched other women
Just, an hour goes by, two hours goes by
The man never went back to his room.
Yan Zhen's expectant heart began to cool again.
She put her hands under her face and looked out of the window at the moonlight. Her vision was gradually blurred by the hot water mist.
The night faded and the sky turned white.
The man didn't go back to his room all night.
Yan Kai got up and went to the study. The man was no longer in the study. He asked the servant, who said that he had run in the morning.
Yan Kai sat at his desk, turned on the computer and printed a document.
……
When Yan Zhen arrived at the restaurant, the man ran back in the morning. He took a quick bath upstairs and came to the restaurant.
"I'm going to Donghai to deal with something. I'll be back in about half a month."
Yan Kai looked down and drank porridge. His nose was sour, but he didn't show his emotion on his face. "Where were you last night?"
Bo Yan takes a look at Yan Lu and says the name of the club.
"You were with yunniang last night?"
Bo Yan looks at Yan Kai's Feng Mou and sinks a few times. He doesn't deny it. Well.
With a snap, Yan Jian directly fell his chopsticks on the table.
She didn't expect him to admit it so directly.
She got up from her chair and walked up the stairs, her heart pumping.
Bo Yan looks at Yan's back and frowns. He seems to think of something. He chases up.
Yan Zhen slams the bedroom door.
Bo Yan clapped at the door. "I'm just going to listen to the music and have tea."
The woman in the room didn't respond.
Bo Yan raised his big hand and clapped at the door.
But no matter how he did it, the woman inside just didn't open the door.
Boyan Qingjun's indifferent face is covered with a light layer of sinister. Where does she want to go?
Bo Yan goes to the housekeeper and takes the spare key. He opens the door.
The woman who never opened the door sat beside the bed, holding a document in her hand and a white shirt beside her.
Bo Yan narrowed his eyes slightly. The shirt was the one he changed last night.
"What's the matter?"
Yan Zhen did not look at Bo Yan, but handed him the document in his hand.
Bo Yan glanced at the big words on the document: divorce agreement.
"Yan Kai, I will not divorce you!"
Yan Kai stands up, her beautiful face is tight. Now she is not the fat girl who was introverted and fragile. She has a unique strong aura. "You have made a major mistake now, do I have to swallow life?"
Yan Kai picked up the white shirt and hit it on him.
Bo Yan picks up his shirt and sees a faint red lip print on the collar.
Last night, after listening to the music, he plans to leave. Several drunken rich second generation want to take advantage of yunniang. When they push yunniang, they accidentally bump into him. Maybe the lip print was left at that time.Obviously, Yan Kai misunderstood.
"I don't have that kind of relationship with her. She accidentally touched the lipprint." Bo Yan is not an explainable character, but for Yan Zhen, he made many exceptions, "I have some insomnia, just to listen to her music and drink her tea, there is no overstepping behavior."
Yan Kai pulled his lips, and a trace of sarcasm appeared on his beautiful and nimble face. "Don't you go home to sleep if you can't sleep, run to find another woman? Bo Yan, I've never seen cheating before. I can make up such a ridiculous reason. "
Bo Yan frowned. "Do you think I'm lying?"
"Isn't it? How long have I been back? How long have you been cold and violent? Can other women relieve your insomnia, not me? What else are you doing with me? Go find another woman! "
Bo Yan looks at the furious woman, and her jaw is tight with smooth lines. "Don't make trouble without reason."
He is always like this. No matter how noisy or angry she is, he looks calm, indifferent and lukewarm. She can't see what he is thinking.
This feeling made her feel as if a big stone had fallen into her chest, which made her breathless.
"I'm fed up with you, Bo Yan. Do you think I can't live without you? At the beginning, it was you who chased me back and let me and apple live together with you! I had a heart problem. When I left, I was ready to die quietly. Didn't my heart hurt or hurt? "
"Since we can't trust and communicate with each other, well, I'll take the apple with me when you've been with you."
Thin thin thin and indifferent Feng Mou covered with a layer of frost, thin lips cold spit out, "you can't think!"
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