Bumpy butt?


    The man''s words are really interesting.


    The wound on the forehead was still slightly aching. Wenyi unconsciously raised his hand and touched the gauze with his fingertip. He naturally replied, "he asked me to have dinner mostly because he had something to say to me. Why not go?"


    She and Shen Yu are not predecessors, nor have they had an ambiguous relationship. They know each other well for so many years, and what needs to be avoided.


    Mo Chen said coldly, "do you think it''s very fair?"


    Wenyi asked, "what''s not bright and right?"


    He sneered, "aboveboard, you say I don''t know?"


    Her friends except those of the company don''t know much about him, but Shen Yu, if she doesn''t deliberately hide or feel guilty, can answer him at will, rather than avoid the question.


    Wen Yi replied, "because Shen Yu said Don''t tell you before you go out. "


    The colder the man became, "what does he say?"


    She didn''t speak for a moment and looked at his angry face.


    Then he smiled softly, "you are really very angry today, because I went to an appointment to have dinner with Shen Yu, or I came out to have dinner with him without telling you?"


    His voice was hard with cold, "or because you kept it from me and went to dinner with him."


    Although it''s about muse, she didn''t know in advance.


    The man is cold, angry and cold. Wenyi smiles instead. His head comes to him and looks at his face for a while. "Are you jealous?"


    He stretched his face, looked at her face coldly and coldly, reached out abruptly and clasped her back head spoon, and pressed her forcibly in her own direction. Four lips were pressed by gravity, tightly stuck together, leaving no gap.


    The driver in front of the car silently looked at the two people behind his eyes from the rear-view mirror, and then quickly took back his sight. He was sitting in danger and looked at the front with unsmiling eyes. The remaining light in the corner of his eyes did not dare to leak.


    Wenyi tried to push him away, but when he started, he was still worried about his injury. He didn''t use much force, just smashed his shoulder with a fist.


    This kiss is not only a kiss, but also gradually full of flirtatious taste. In the end, it developed into an atmosphere of love. Even the whole car was filled with ambiguous high temperature.


    Once in a while, Wenyi''s face was red with blood.


    Is this man shameless?!


    This is in the car, and there is a third person in front!


    She wanted to break free and return to her original position, but her waist was made to death by a man''s pliers.


    When the kiss finally ended, the man let go of her lips, Wenyi gasped and retreated, his eyes glaring at him angrily.


    At the thought that the driver in front had just heard the strange sound, she wanted to hammer the bastard to death.


    Seeing her annoyed, Mo Shichen was in a better mood. He licked his lip corner and smiled for a few minutes, which was feminine and sexy


    The driver in front almost burst out laughing. Fortunately, he bit his teeth and held back his laughter.


    Wenyi was so blocked up that he didn''t say anything. Don''t look out of the window from his face and put on a posture that he didn''t want to take care of him.


    Mo Shichen didn''t know whether it was the spine that made his movement limited, so he was inconvenient, or whether he was "still angry" and didn''t take the initiative to coax her or even talk to her.


    She turned her face, and could not see his expression and face at this time. She fell into silence. Somehow, her heart was choked even more.


    In this way, with heavy silence, the car drove back to the villa.


    After the car stopped stably in the parking lot, Wenyi pushed the door to get off, but his feet didn''t land, his arms were pulled by the man, and his voice was low. "Shen Yu is leading you, don''t you have something to say for Muse, eat someone''s meal, and come back angry with me?"


    Wenyi looked back at him. "Who stipulated that I have to serve her when I eat her food? I knew it was her I would not have gone today. "


    Besides, it hurt her forehead.


    He said in a relaxed voice, "Oh, didn''t you say before that I really didn''t need to do this to others?"


    "Didn''t you look like you were wearing a green hat before, and your mood cleared up so quickly?"


    "I''m jealous," he said lightly


    "Then your jealousy will go away quickly."


    "Come on, kiss."


    Wenyi, "..."


    I can''t talk about that.


    She wanted to leave, but her arm was pulled by the man, and she couldn''t pull it out with any force.


    Mo Shichen stretched out his legs and kicked the driver''s seat in front of his feet


    Driver, " Young master, let me go. "


    Then he hurriedly pushed the driver''s door out of the car and left the scene as soon as possible.


    There are only two of them left.


    "Wenyi," Wenyi didn''t look at him, so he didn''t know where he hit and took out a cigarette. He heard the crackle of the lighter, and then the faint smell of tobacco drifted into her smell. "To be honest, in your heart, I''m really poor?"When she heard this, the first quick answer in her mind was: No.


    She didn''t have any other strong and special resentment against him. She just loved him, loved him, and then slowly faded away. It has become the past.


    It''s not how bad he is in her heart. She has no idea about him.


    Although recently, I occasionally think about it.


    She replied truthfully, "talk No."


    Mo Shichen unbuckles his seatbelt and gets off the car without any hurry. Then he goes around the back of the car and opens the door on her side. He buckles her wrist and takes her off the car. He holds a cigarette in one hand and presses the door to the car body.


    He threw out a cigarette ring to the side, and then looked down at her. "I admit, you know, I just came back to you because you can''t in my judgment I don''t want to divorce you, at least for the time being. "


    Wenyi was forced by his height disadvantage and didn''t want to always stare at the buttons of his shirt on his chest, so he still looked up at his face.


    The wind is warm and cool, blowing her hair.


    She didn''t talk, she just listened.


    "I drafted the divorce agreement for three months, not only to keep you, but also to give myself three months. I followed my own ideas and decisions, but I couldn''t live only for the past."


    his voice was low and deep, such as the sound of a drum, which vibrated her eardrum rhythmically. The wind was strong, his thin lips were close, and when the wind blew, it was empty It seems that the world is very big, but they are dependent on each other. "If you still want to divorce after these three months, and I don''t think you are the one I have to be, then between us, it really should be over."


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