After a breakup, my ex always tried to block me

Lu Jing was stunned for a while at first, but after reacting, he pushed the man away: "Enough!"

Why is this guy always...

Hmm, he's not a good person anyway.

Jiang Ye was indeed a little impulsive in his mind at this moment, but in the end he calmed down.

cough cough.

He coughed twice: "You can't blame me, who made your wife... beautiful?"

Good guy, can you find a reason to dump the pot?

Lu Jing rolled his eyes, so is he to blame himself?

Is this book still for sale?
Who stipulated?

"Shut up!"

This mouth, it is better not to use it indiscriminately in the future.

Jiang also shook his shoulders with a smile: "Wife, can't I be wrong?"

Ah.

No sincerity could be heard.

Fortunately, Lu Jing had no hope.

"Get out of the way, don't you panic in such a small place?"

Anyway, I'm not comfortable with myself.

As for men, I don't seem to think there is anything wrong with it.

Oh, the guy with the brain of Mi Qingchong.

In fact, I really don't blame men for being so high up.

After all, young and strong men are already very energetic.

It has been a drought for so long, and it is absolutely impossible to have no thoughts. It is human nature, and it is also a manifestation of good health.

Jiang also restrained his turbulent expression before turning to the side.

"Yes, let you."

How can you not let it?

Continue to hold on, isn't it still yourself who is uncomfortable?

Only then did Lu Jing take two steps to the side, and finally he was some distance away from someone, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Who said that women can only be greedy?

Women are also human beings, and they are also full of emotions, right?

Besides, adult men and women, that idea, after too long, does affect all aspects.

That is to say, pregnant, which was not so before...

I couldn't help but glared at the man a few more times before going to the bathroom angrily?
Jiang also stood there, stunned for about two seconds, before grinning and sitting on the sofa with the bag on the cabinet.

Then I found a pair of scissors from the drawer of the coffee table and started to cut the tag.

If it wasn't just brought back from the store, I'm afraid, I can't wait to put it on?

My wife bought it for me, doesn't it feel different?
It's just that for now, I can only forget it, and I need to wash it before I can wear it.

The average price of Kuchazi is 30. Jiang is also wearing it for the first time.

It feels, full of novelty.

However, at this moment, a rapid ringtone of the mobile phone rang.

"what's up?"

As these words fell, the alarm in the unit had sounded.

"Team Jiang, a magnitude 7 earthquake occurred in province a, we have to rush to rescue."

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The cloth and scissors in his hand were put down at once, and his expression instantly became very serious: "I'll be there soon."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Then I stood up and took a few steps to the door to start changing my shoes.

Luckily I took a shower when I got back.

After changing his shoes, he walked outside the bathroom and knocked: "Wife, I have an urgent task. I'll go first. You can take care of yourself at home."

The sound of the water inside had stopped long ago, probably when the alarm sounded.

He was wearing clothes in a hurry, not wiping the water off his body.

With a bang, the door opened.

The face is full of worry: "Pay attention to safety."

A lot of words that I wanted to say turned into these words when I came to my mouth.

Jiang couldn't help but wanted to hug the person in front of him tightly, and held back: "Wife, I'm leaving."

Time is really running out.