Chapter 67

Tang Qiaowan's pretty face was slightly red. "Mr. long, we agreed that different rooms and different beds would not sleep with each other?"

Long Yuchen eyebrow light pick, light gaze, "you can not accompany me to sleep, but as your legitimate husband, I have the obligation to accompany you to sleep, more obligation to help you beauty."

"Beauty?" Don Qiao late don't understand of looking at him, "beauty what appearance?"

Long Yuchen's narrow eyes looked at her vaguely, and his lips were filled with a charming smile. "Haven't you ever heard that the skin of a woman whose husband and wife live frequently will be very good?"

Even a fool knows what the words "married life" mean.

His words made Tang Qiaowan's pretty face more and more crimson. She glared at him with a kind of shame in her angry eyes, "Mr. long, you are not trustworthy."

Long Yuchen thin lips slightly curved, "I did not promise you, why not speak credit?"

"No promise?" Tang Qiao late stares big apricot Mou, "you just said today of words forget?"? You promised me

Long Yuchen gazed at her flushed face with a trace of anger, and the smile from the corner of her lips deepened a little bit. "What's your original words? How do I answer that? "

Tang Qiaowan stares and laughs like a handsome man with a black belly. His eyes are about to burst into flames. "I say we can eat and live together after marriage, but we don't have children in different rooms and beds. Your answer is good, no problem."

Long Yuchen slightly gathered up her charming eyes, picked her eyebrows and swept to her, "what I answered was just the first half of your words. After marriage, we can eat and live together."

"What?" Tang Qiaowan looked at him in amazement.

Long Yuchen's lips curved out a charming radian. "In the second half of the sentence, I didn't answer or promise."

"You..." Who answered the first half of the question?

Tang Qiaowan is about to vomit blood. She stares at the man with black stomach all over her body and shouts: "long Yuchen, I want to divorce you."

"Good." Long Yuchen's face was calm, and then he said in a more stable tone: "the divorce agreement is ready. I'll come and sign it myself."

"What?" Tang Qiaowan was surprised again. She didn't expect that long Yuchen agreed so readily, and she was ready for the divorce agreement.

My heart is like a ball of cotton, blocking her uncomfortable.

The dead man cheated her into his hands, so he didn't cherish her.

Some wronged in the heart, Tang Qiaowan angrily glared at long Yuchen, bit his lower lip, went forward, and saw the divorce agreement on the bedside table beside long Yuchen.

These five words make Tang Qiaowan's heart and head stabbed by something, and produce a trace of pain.

Disappointed, Tang Qiaowan grabs the pen on the divorce agreement, pulls out the cover and finds the place to sign.

When preparing to sign, she found that long Yuchen had already signed his name.

What does this man mean? He has to get a license tonight and sign a divorce agreement when he gets back. Does he think marriage is a joke?

The left hand pinched tightly a few minutes, she clenched the penholder, forced to sign Tang Qiaowan three words.

Then take the first one away, sign the second one, and then the third one.

After three divorce agreements were signed, she threw away her pen and looked up at long Yuchen coldly. "Long Yuchen, you treat marriage as a child's play. I never want to see you again."

In just a few hours, she went from marriage to signing a divorce agreement.