Warm marriage and personal pet, please let go of the president's uncle

063: Make it clear!Gu Yange shuddered, his heart trembled.

Just now...he took the initiative.

So this will be angry again!

"Uncle..."

It is undeniable that Gu Yange was still terrified of Lu Lingye who was in a rage.

She murmured softly, and Lu Lingye turned his eyes abruptly, his eyes were unfathomably cold, like sea water in winter, chilling to the bone.

"To shut up!"

Yange pulled her small mouth aggrieved, and reached out to wipe the foam after the two kissed.

Seeing this, Lu Lingye's eyes darkened, and he passed through her hair with his big palm, pinching the back of her head and pulling him closer, "Yange, divorce Shaoran!"

"what?"

After thousands of thoughts, Yange never expected that Lu Lingye would suddenly say such a sentence.

She opened her mouth and forgot to answer.

"Divorce Shaoran, immediately, immediately!"

Lu Lingye repeated the sentence again, while Yange shook his head firmly, "I don't!"

"reason?!"

After receiving Yange's answer, Lu Lingye's face was somber that there was no trace of tenderness.

He gritted his teeth tightly, his eyes were terrifying, and he was worthy of two words, but Yange shuddered all over his body when he heard Yange.

She looked at Lu Lingye faintly, with a sneer on her lips, "Uncle, you asked me to divorce Shaoran, then... and then."

Lu Lingye remained silent.

Yange's heart sank.

She didn't place any hope at all, but Lu Lingye's performance just now made her feel a little hopeful in the depths of her heart.

Ironic, isn't it!

For the next time, the atmosphere in the carriage was stagnant and extremely oppressive.

Yange sat in the co-pilot and looked out the window with his head tilted.

The uneasy mood when they came here has long since dissipated, leaving only the repressed heart wall between them.

Can't wear it, can't jump.

……

Back in Jinghao, Lu Lingye got out of the car without saying a word, and went back to the room directly.

Yange followed into the door, and there was a sudden sound of closing the door directly beside her ear.

She looked gloomy, turned on the light in the living room, and felt extremely desolate sitting alone.

Yange couldn't figure out what Lu Lingye was thinking.

One second he kissed her affectionately, but the next second he was able to tell her to shut up coldly.

Such a man is excellent, but also undoubtedly dangerous.

Yange did not deny that the depths of her heart had been fluctuated because of Lu Lingye.

She was no stranger to this emotion, but it caught her off guard.

The empty and quiet living room is so big that it makes people feel flustered.

The air conditioner was fully turned on, which made Yange's cold heart even colder.

She looked faintly at the stairs, thought about it for a while, got up and walked up.

Yange thought it was necessary to speak clearly with Lu Lingye.

If this was a game, she felt compelled to end it.

When Yange came to the door of Lu Lingye's bedroom, she took a deep breath to gather herself, and hesitated for a moment before raising her hand.

'Boom thump-'

silent.

'Boom--'

"roll!"

In the room, Lu Lingye's low voice sounded like a boulder hitting Yange hard.

Her face was stiff, and her raised hand didn't have the courage to knock again.