Chapter 289： Then this marriage, I am reconstituted

Song Zhifei approached a few steps, and his figure covered Su Yanyun: "You said, what am I doing?"

Although he was much shorter than Rong Linyi, he was still 1.78 meters tall and more than half a head taller than Su Yanyun, which naturally caused a certain amount of pressure on her.

At this moment, his unscrupulous eyes were looking up and down Su Yanyun.

Although this woman lived under the same roof for the past three years, because he usually fooled around with Luo Weimin, in order to maintain the illusion of his "incompetence", the two of them have been sleeping in separate rooms, and it is rare to face each other like this.

Occasionally in the same room, Su Yanyun always lowered his eyebrows and looked like Winnow, which made him not interested at all.

But it has only been two months since the divorce, and this woman seems to be reborn.

Not only is the temperament completely different, even the appearance seems to have transformed into an amazing beauty.

The person is still the same person as before, but it feels completely different.

Song Zhifei gritted his chin, knowing that this woman could glow with such a brilliance, why he had to play a few hands before he was willing to abandon it.

He forced Su Yanyun to take a step back: "What do I want to do, Yan Yun, don't you know? As the saying goes, a husband and wife are married for a hundred days, and we are married for three years. Why are you willing to hook up with other men so quickly? ?"

Su Yanyun was so sick that she would vomit out overnight.

"Fuck off you!" She resisted the urge to slap the other person in the face, "Don't be afraid that the wind will flash your tongue!"

"Haha," I didn't expect that Song Zhifei was not only not angry, but also grinned wryly, "Yan Yun, why didn't I know that you are such a small chili in the past, to be honest, you are just like this..."

Snapped!

He slapped Song Zhifei's face firmly.

Su Yanyun turned his hand and squeezed the box, "I'll take the stuff, the surname is Song, so do it yourself!"

"Su Yanyun!" Song Zhifei touched his broken face, "Want to leave?"

He stood in front of Su Yanyun and suddenly took out a stack of paper.

"What tricks do you have?" Su Yanyun looked at the paper and found that it was filled with his own identity information and so on.

"Didn't you ask me what I am doing?" Song Zhifei held the paper in front of Su Yanyun, "Su Yanyun, your mother's things, you take it away, you signed this to me."

Su Yanyun had already seen clearly, the paper in front of him turned out to be a marriage registration form!

"Absurd!" She actually laughed. Song Zhifei is really a strange thing that has been rare in a thousand years. "I have my mother's things in my hand. You stole my things. I didn't tell you that the theft is already considered the best of humanity. I’ve never heard that the thief returns the lost property and has to report it to the owner. Song Zhifei, you have a pit in your head!”

"Su Yanyun, you figure it out." Song Zhifei wanted to dance the registration form in his hand to Su Yanyun's face, "Your mother's things are indeed yours, but when we got married, these were our common property. You kept it secret. I hid these things outside. I haven't settled accounts with you yet! I was just recovering my own things. Now that you want to take the things away, then this marriage, I am restored!"

"Remarry, right?" Su Yanyun grabbed the registration form, "Okay, I'll show it to you now!"

Without saying anything, she tore the registration form in half and slapped Song Zhifei on the face with a snap, "Go back to your ghost dream!"

"Su Yanyun," Song Zhifei did not expect that he would be slapped like this one after another by Su Yanyun, and he couldn't help but get angry, "I put down my body today to make peace with you. Don't toast or eat fine wine."