Ex-wife strategy: Mr. Fu wants to spoil me

Xie Feng looked at her crying face, which was a little strange.

Zhuang Wan seemed to have never cried like this in front of him?

Her pain was often concealed, and she would just stare straight at him with those eyes.

Love and grievances are all hidden in those eyes, but she rarely cries.

Now she was lying on the bed crying so miserably. While he felt distressed, there was also a deeply hidden despicability.

Only he could make her cry like this.

It was then and it is now.

The terrifying aura on his body disappeared, and his fingertips finally stopped going down.

Zhuang Wan was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when he felt him press through the layer of cotton.

Her whole body exploded, and her cheeks turned red for a moment.

"Pervert! Psycho! Let me go! Go to hell!"

It was as if she had been stepped on in the most critical place. Now she would scold whatever she could think of, like a dog jumping over a wall in a hurry.

But even so, all she kept repeating was the word "crazy."

No matter how dirty the curse is, she actually doesn't know how to do it.

Xie Feng said nothing, his head buried in her neck for a moment.

Zhuang Wan was still trembling with anger. Seeing him press down again, he became silent for a moment. There is a saying that a man who knows the current affairs is a hero.

Her coat had been taken off and her shoes had been kicked off. At this moment, Xie Feng pulled the quilt on the bed to cover the two of them.

Zhuang Wan breathed a sigh of relief. Even if he didn't come for real, there were hundreds of ways to humiliate her.

Thank God, if he really continues, she will be hit by a wall when she wakes up tomorrow morning.

Xie Feng lay next to her, his eyes always falling on her in the darkness.

The bedside light was on, and from his angle, he could see her forbearing cheeks and biting lips.

He was obviously very angry, but he didn't dare to explode at this time.

Kind of cute.

He stared unblinkingly, and noticed that her chest kept shaking, probably out of anger.

His hand slowly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

As expected, his fists were clenched tightly.

If he didn't know he couldn't beat him, he would probably have beaten him. He pulled her fist over and kissed the back of it.

From the corner of his eye, he noticed that the forbearance on her cheeks was getting heavier, and she looked like she was disgusted.

Xie Feng lowered his eyelashes and bit her fingertips one by one.

Zhuang Wan's tone was full of forbearance, "Mr. Xie, aren't you sleeping?"

Neuropathy!

When she can contact the outside world tomorrow, she will call the police!

Xie Feng seemed not to know what she was thinking, and said in a very calm tone, "I can't sleep."

"Why don't you go find little friend Wu Yan? He should be in great need of you."

She mentioned Xie Buyan, hoping to awaken his conscience.

Xie Feng knew about her little plan, just because she didn't want to see him.

"Teacher Zhuang, doesn't he know how to tell stories? Tell me a story to put me to sleep."

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Zhuang Wan couldn't help but explode in her heart, her eyes were red with anger.

No matter how good-tempered a person is when encountering such a lunatic, he will want to curse.

She cried and scolded, but she found that she really had no way to deal with this person.

He was rich and powerful, and all the leaders in Jiangcheng had to look at his face.

Xie Feng's eyes kept falling on her face, knowing how angry she was.

He tortured himself so much that he felt that this was good, and it was much better than facing him without any trouble.

He took out a book from the side, which he often told Xie Buyan before.

"Just follow what I said above."

When Zhuang Wan saw the words "Fable Story" on the cover, he wanted to hit him in the face with the book, or preferably knock him unconscious.

She was a little humiliated and bit her lip and refused to speak.

Xie Feng raised his hand and landed it below her.

"I can sleep in other ways, too."

The threat is self-evident.

This scumbag! asshole!

Zhuang Wan was so angry that she squeezed the book tightly and almost tore it into pieces. (End of chapter)