I will never get a divorce after wearing it as scum

In the manor villa, Zhu Qingran was stretched from hair to toenails supported by his little wife.

The brand-new diamond-encrusted manicure she showed on the tip of her high-heeled shoes was almost indescribable by her.

Before entering the door, Zhu Qingran imagined several ways to greet each other.

For example, "Little wife, don't resist, the lonely king will flip your brand today."

Anyway, when her husband and wife met today, they were afraid that the matter of divorce would be put on the agenda.

Zhu Qingran clearly remembered that before going to work this morning, she asked her charming secretary to deliver the divorce agreement to her little charming wife.

In this marriage, she had to act stupid if she didn't leave.

Zhu Qingran chooses the latter.

She can excuse being drunk, pushing and shoving, the big bed in the bedroom, flicking the ignition, pulling the light afterward.

When the time comes, she will put on a show again, saying that she and Xiaojiao's wife are a very good match, and she will take advantage of the situation to keep her, and the marriage will not need to be divorced.

It's just that Zhu Qing Rankong has the courage to imagine but not the courage to practice.

With the support of the little wife beside her and the comfort of pheromones, her legs were so weak that she couldn't speak a word with her mouth open.

It's more like pretending to be crazy and stupid when you get drunk.

The image of the boss is still necessary.

Otherwise, it would be easy for the little wife to find out that the inside of her appearance does not match.

Zhu Qingran's little wife is a university lecturer, she is well-organized and logical.

Wanting to play tricks with her, Zhu Qingran felt that he could choose a cemetery before the divorce.

After all, she chose someone to be her little wife because she was obsessed with the charming charm of her mature sister.

The moment the nerves were tingled by the refreshing peppermint smell, Zhu Qingran changed from being tense to taking the initiative to hold the hand of his young wife.

The taste was too strong, Zhu Qingran's two glasses of red wine and brandy were not strong enough at all, she was completely sober, and she might not be able to pretend that she was drinking.

Zhu Qingran began to think about the next plan.

For example, she is now acting like a baby and begging for peace, isn't it a bad idea?

Then if she knelt down and hugged her legs, and shouted at my wife, don't go, will she be diagnosed by my little wife as having a brain wattle?

Zhu Qingran didn't have a headache after so many extra shifts, but now he felt a splitting headache.

Hard thinking makes people angry, extremely heated.

Zhu Qingran didn't want to think anymore.

She is hungry.

Gollum.

The moment Zhu Qingran's stomach growled, she almost burst into tears.

She finally succeeded in saving herself.

The prodigal son turns his head back and doesn't change his money. I don't know if there is fried rice with eggs? !

"Honey, I'm hungry~"

Seeing Du Shiyu supporting herself towards the bedroom, Zhu Qingran spoke in time.

Her voice was hoarse from drinking heavily and talking.

There was a pile of sober wine in her stomach, and there was nothing real, and even her tone of voice became a lot softer.

In the past, the person who pulled Du Shiyu vigorously to do exercises when he returned home has changed a lot today.

She tilted her head and lowered her eyebrows to look at Du Shiyu beside her, and there seemed to be a layer of mist in those beautiful eyes.

She is the one who drinks.

She is the one who doesn't come home.

She is the one who is going to get a divorce.

Now, why does the poor person seem to be her too?

Du Shiyu was in a trance for a moment, and felt that he was the slut who didn't care about his family.

She couldn't move in time, but kept rubbing the wedding ring on her ring finger.

The wedding ring is a very plain one. It is said that in order to deal with the old lady, Zhu Qingran lied that Du Shiyu liked the plain style.

Du Shiyu really liked this model, but he didn't expect to wear it for nearly three years.

Now that she is about to take it off suddenly, she doesn't seem to like any jewelry anymore.

She came with her heart in her arms, but she returned as if she had nothing.

"Honey~ haven't you cooked? Then I..."

"Cooked."

Du Shiyu suppressed Zhu Qingran's half-spoken words.

Zhu Qingran also thought about saying that if the little wife didn't cook, he would take her out on a date.

Girls like romance, even mature sisters must like to listen to love stories.

Zhu Qingran didn't believe it, she was used to the little tricks her boss used to pick up girls, and she still couldn't learn a thing or two.

She was already ready for a fierce girl to open her mind.

However, the little wife has cooked.

For Zhu Qingran, a stay-at-home girl who has been single for many years and 80.00% lives on takeaway food, she is eager to try.

"Then can I eat?"

When she spoke again, she felt a moment of abruptness and embarrassment.

Her own wife cooked the meal, and she actually asked such a sentence.

"Then I really want to eat it."

Zhu Qingran walked into the restaurant and took advantage of the situation to do so, but the support on his side suddenly disappeared.

"Go and wash your hands, I'll serve you rice." Du Shiyu said lightly, skillfully took the rice shovel and rice bowl and walked towards the rice cooker.

She showed Zhu Qingran her full face for a moment, and then showed Zhu Qingran a back view.

Her waist is very slender, and it is in a state that can be grasped.

But her figure is very predictable, she is definitely not flattering, she is rich where she should be, and there is absolutely nothing where she shouldn't be.

This is the real bump.

Her tone has always been soft, even if she is supported by a scumbag like Mr. Zhu.

Rather than being soft and calm, it might as well be said to be indifferent and numb.

Zhu Qingran really wanted to take a look again, to see how stunning this little wife was.

She didn't turn around to go to the bathroom, she walked her long legs, and bumped the heels of her shoes against the ground to ease the condensation of the atmosphere.

Zhu Qingran supported the marble table like a child with a strong desire for knowledge, then tilted his head, stared at Du Shiyu with slightly parted lips.

Zhu Qingran's makeup today is sharp and heroic, fully showing her strong A advantages.

Even if the male Alpha was present, he would probably be overwhelmed by Zhu Qingran.

At this time, she was doing actions that did not match her identity, showing an unprecedented expression of ignorance and curiosity.

Du Shiyu thought, her last night partner was really drunk.

On the night of parting ways, does her partner want to play any tricks?

"Food, do you still eat? If you don't want to eat, go to the bedroom. I've taken a shower."

Du Shiyu raised his hand to gesture to Zhu Qingran for his rice bowl, then put down the shovel and went to unbutton his shirt.

Her movements are not sloppy at all, as if she has mastered this movement to the bone.

Seeing that she had already exposed her fair neck and clear collarbone, followed by a large-scale gully, Zhu Qingran stepped forward to take over the job.

"Wife, Fanfan, I'm hungry~ I can actually eat a big bowl, you just give me a spoonful, you must not love me anymore." Zhu Qingran muttered, complaining in an aggrieved tone, and then sternly I dug myself a large piece of rice into the bowl.

The moment Zhu Qingran turned her back to Du Shiyu, she swallowed hard.

The scene just now was so exciting, Zhu Qingran could feel her throbbing as a strong A.

Even if it's not the flood season, she will still be moved by her partner's temptation.

Zhu Qingran worked hard to calm down the strong heartbeat, and then sat back at the dining table with a calm face.

There are four dishes and one soup on the table. The side dishes are exquisitely prepared, and the soup is rich and fragrant.

The craftsmanship of the little wife is really good.

"Wife~" When Zhu Qingran turned his head to look at Du Shiyu, his brows and eyes were crooked, and he had a smile on his face.

It's just that no one knows whether she is hiding a knife in her smile, or laying the foundation for some excessive actions.

"En." Du Shiyu hummed, her slender and slender fingers were still hooked on the collar buttons.

The round pink fingertips and healthy nail color are all pulling the sensitive nerves of the girl A in front of her.

Too much.

Looking at it further, Zhu Qingran doesn't want to eat anymore, she might want to eat people.

Wipe out the little wife, and throw away the contract—"I can't live without your body, please be a contract lover with me, we will each get what we need."

The moment this idea flashed in his mind, Zhu Qingran coughed several times due to choking on his saliva.

"Cough cough cough. Wife...cough cough, have you eaten yet?"

"I've eaten, you said, after nine o'clock in the evening, I don't have to wait for you." Du Shiyu responded softly.

Hearing this, I wish Qing Ran realized.

After nine o'clock in the evening, Xiaojiao's wife also had to rest for class preparation, and the family also had to work.

How could she have the nerve to make people wait so long for a night contestant like her.

She must go home before nine o'clock in the future!

Eating with his wife is a must to maintain a complete overlord family.

Zhu Qingran thought about it firmly, and was so moved by his decision that he coughed a few more times.

The movement of soft jade hands running down her back made Zhu Qingran suddenly stuff a mouthful of white rice into his mouth.

Woohoo, I want to stay away from the bed and be a domineering boss.

However, my little wife dragged me to the little bed of love.

Woooooo, can I not reject my little wife? !

At the moment when Zhu Qingran felt that she was about to be defeated by the scum A trait, she was amazed by the first bite of the dish.

This is not the oil and gas of takeaway, nor the sloppy knife work of takeaway, this taste, this taste...

Is this the smell of home?

For this reason, a certain tyrant stuffed two mouthfuls of food and ate in a rough manner.

Zhu Qingran's sluggish chewing movements in the past have directly changed into eating a few more bites and then a few more bites.

Her abnormal reaction made the people beside her unconsciously tighten the buttonholes of their buttons.

Was she expressing her distaste for their relationship by chewing?

Or, she ate very hard for the last breakup meal, and she was trying to wrap up the last love scene?

Du Shiyu never thought of himself as an indecisive person.

But at this moment, she was still attracted by Zhu Qingran's eating.

She didn't know if Zhu Qingran really liked her cooking.

She was even in a trance for a moment, thinking that Zhu Qingran didn't divorce because she hated her.

But she has already received the divorce agreement, and she also knows that this ridiculous marriage with no beginning and no end should end.

Even though, she really enjoys being Mrs. Zhu.

Even if it's just her time.

She can also, like other wives, prepare her specialty dishes after get off work and wait for her significant other to come back for dinner.

Du Shiyu did the same, taking time every day to cook dinner and wait for others.

However, she never waited for Zhu Qingran.

The only thing waiting is Zhu Qingran who checks in every month to deal with the elders.

Their fit has always been just a fit between pheromones and the bed.

As for the others, it has nothing to do with Zhu Qingran.

Du Shiyu tightened his hands, and glanced at Zhu Qingran's eating.

"Since you like to eat, I'll give you more food." She took the initiative to reach out to take Zhu Qingran's rice bowl, but saw that the other party put down the rice bowl.

"Wife, please give me the cooking pot." Zhu Qingran ate so much that he asked for the cooking pot.

Xiaojiao's wife took out the guts in a somewhat shocked mood.

In the past, the overlord who chewed slowly, just hugged the pot and ate a plump.

"Hurp. It's so comfortable~" The person who had eaten and drank enough noticed that the character set had collapsed.

Zhu Qingran restrained his expression, moved his expression, and opened his mouth.

"I'm sorry, I lost my composure. It's probably because the banquet is a cutscene, and home is the final destination, so I want to show my closest people another side of the boss. If I scare you, I apologize. "

Zhu Qingran left the table and made a gentlemanly salute to Du Shiyu.

Zhu Qingran is an excellent woman who has mastered the encyclopedia of love stories of the boss. The little tricks of the scumbag are all sprinkled on her.

Seeing the little wife's toes that suddenly moved side by side, Zhu Qingran raised the corner of her mouth and clicked.

Forgive her for being a little perfunctory, after all, if she bends down again, she might spit it out.

In order to digest, Zhu Qingran reached out to the bowl and chopsticks.

"I'll come..." The little wife stretched out her hand to grab it, but Zhu Qingran held the back of her hand and held her fingertips away from her body.

"Isn't it natural for my wife to cook and wash the dishes? Your Zhu Zong will not only sign the contract, but she will also take care of the family."

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Qingran was startled by the offensive of his love words.

Talking about soil is not soil, and saying that it is greasy doesn't seem to touch the edge, but it is intriguing that these words come out of Neptune Zha A's mouth.

Du Shiyu was no longer obsessed with washing dishes, but squinted his eyes and fell silent.

She swept her hand over the fingertips that Zhu Qingran had squeezed, and she blushed unconsciously.

But Zhu Qingran really seems to be very good at washing dishes, even wiped the table in a few strokes.

However, the slim dress on her body was splashed with water.

The moment Du Shiyu came forward to help her unbutton her clothes, Zhu Qingran faced paralysis again.

What is this little wife going to do?

The little wife took the initiative to throw herself into her arms, but she was still emitting calm mint pheromones, which put Zhu Qingran in dire straits in an instant.

"Well, don't we have any activities before going to bed? For example, watching TV and chatting, are they all so straightforward?" Zhu Qingran tried to plan these activities, flustered.

She has been single for half of her life, is she going to taste the taste of a little wife now?

Does she want to do some preparatory activities?

she……

"Your clothes are dirty, and you never want them. Are you sure you want to let them stay on you for more than 30 seconds?"

The little wife groped for a long time but couldn't touch the zipper of the dress.

She waved her hands helplessly, and could only give up, but she told the truth.

"Damn it, what's the difference between 30 seconds of Ba Zong's quotations and a [-]-square-meter big bed?" Zhu Qingran wrapped his clothes tightly and walked into the bathroom.

"Honey, sleep when you're sleepy, I have to wash up to get rid of the pickle smell from the banquet, good night~"

Zhu Qingran left and came back again, lying on the bathroom door, hooked his fingers to his little wife, and made a lovely good night gesture.

Seeing his little wife raised her hand in a daze, Zhu Qingran yelled in his heart, hi, hi!

Sure enough, the loyal and cute repair dog yyds!

Sand Sculpture Tyrant Chief Novel Sincerely Don’t Deceive Me!

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