my billionaire ex-husband

It seems to be a treasure, for fear of being peeped by a pervert.

Xiang Siyi was confused and yelled, but before he had time to struggle, he was stuffed into the car.

Inside the RV, a cold light flashed in Feng Zihao's eyes.

He has never disdained to take the initiative to send things to the door, but it does not mean that he does not like to rob other people's treasures.

Normally, he would not even glance at a woman like Xiang Siyi out of the corner of his eye. [

Except that her face is a little prettier than ordinary women, her essence is just as stupid and vulgar.

Because of his relationship with Ouyang Yexi, he would take a second look.

Gently hitting the armrest of the sofa with his fingers, Feng Zihao's eyes were dark, and he said thoughtfully, "Go back."

"Yes, Master Feng."

the other side.

Because of Ouyang Yexi's recklessness, he was kicked and beaten all the way and suffered a lot.

A row of tooth marks on his arm, and three scratch marks on Jun's face.

Without saying a word, he let her mess around and drove the car in the direction of her house.

After arguing for a while, Xiang Siyi was tired... He closed his eyes and fell asleep leaning against the soft backrest.

The air conditioner was turned on in the car, and she felt a little cold in the dream. She clasped her arms tightly with both hands, but soon, she was attacked by warmth.

It's so warm, so warm, she drilled and drilled towards the warm place, and in her dream, she heard Ouyang Yexi's voice calling her over and over again in a low voice: Siyi, wife, Siyi, wife, Siyi, wife...

"I'm not your wife!" Even in a dream, she would retort.

"You are, you are my wife. Wife, I really want to grow up quickly and marry you quickly, so that you will always be mine..."

After an unknown amount of time, Xiang Siyi woke up deeply, his eyes were still sleepy.

She thought she was sleeping in her own bedroom, and moved her body, but found that the space was very limited.Squinting his eyes, he remembered that he was sleeping on the co-pilot.

The car has been parked downstairs in her apartment.

It seems that it is late at night outside the car window, only the lonely warm yellow street lights, everything is quiet.

Ouyang Yexi lowered her head slightly and fell asleep in the driver's seat beside her.

Xiang Siyi felt something was wrong, took out his phone and turned it on, and sure enough, it was three o'clock in the morning. [