The Silly Ex-Wife of the Infernal Chief

And her brows were also tightly frowned. In addition to a pair of men's leather shoes, there was a pair of purple women's high-heeled shoes at the door. She recognized the men's shoes, and they belonged to her husband. The price she bought for him was much more expensive than all her clothes combined, but the pair of women's shoes were not hers. She didn't like this bright color, and all she liked were very light colors.Moreover, her person is here, and the shoes are of course on her feet. Then, whose shoes belong to them?

Xiang Qinglan, don't think about it, don't think about it, you really think too much.She tightly grasped the hem of her clothes, and her fingers were so hard that the white knuckles could already be seen.

She closed the door softly, and walked past two pairs of shoes. When she walked into the living room, she stood there pale as if struck by lightning. Her pupils shrank suddenly, and then blinked lightly. She glanced a few times, but there was no sound between her lips, and she couldn't even say a word. She just felt her throat hurt and her eyes were so sore that it was difficult to open them.

Don't panic, Xiang Qinglan, it must be like that, not what you think, she clenched her fingers tightly, her lips trembling from time to time, but she still didn't make a sound.The blood faded from her face little by little, leaving only paleness.

Lower your head, the living room is full of clothes, men's and women's, blue suits, ties, white shirts, women's skirts, tops, and even women's black lace underwear...

Indistinctly, a painful but pleasant voice came from her ear, faintly, but it made her hands and feet slowly start to turn cold.As if all her strength had been taken away, her legs seemed to be filled with lead, and she couldn't move a single step. It was not until she finally regained a little strength that she walked towards the room where the voice came from. .

As she approached, the voice became more and more serious, making her ears feel heartbroken as if being pierced by a needle.

Gently turning the handle, she pushed the door open, but obviously the people inside didn't notice that she was outside, they were still concentrating on doing their own things, and all the voices flooded into her ears, so clearly It was all placed in front of her, and she looked at everything in the room in disbelief, on the big bed where she and his husband were married, and that set of green sheets was just changed this morning, but now, it was twisted and disappeared. It was flat, and one corner had fallen to the ground.

And on the big bed where she slept for two years, the two people who are now tightly intertwined, the man's naked and strong back clearly fell into her eyes, his heavy breathing sounded continuously, and the woman The white skin exposed to the outside, from time to time shakes that extremely cold halo, the man's black hair curls up the woman's long curly hair, separates and entangles, it is already difficult to distinguish each other, he is panting like a wild animal , which is extremely powerful and beautiful at this time.It was something she had never seen before, and the woman under him was hugging his back tightly, even, her long fingernails just scratched across his smooth bronze back, leaving a scar on it. A few deep scratches.

The slightly painful stimulation made the man let out a deep growl, and moved more fiercely.

Xiang Qinglan never took back her hand on the armrest, she stared blankly at the two figures entangled in front of her, so lingering to death, is it really the husband who married her?Is it her husband whom she sees every day?Blinking her eyes vigorously, tears flowed down the corners of her eyes and shattered all over the ground.Is she wrong?Why is it so strange.

"I love you," the woman suddenly screamed, and the man's forehead quickly dripped drop after drop of sweat, which splashed on the bed sheet she just laid in the morning, and also dripped on the woman's white and tall chest superior.

"I love you too." The man suddenly raised his face, that handsome profile, in Xiang Qinglan's eyes, was frozen into eternity, but it was an eternity that broke her heart.

He loves her, what about her?

"Huh..." The two breathed a sigh of relief. The man stretched out his hand to stroke the woman's long, sweaty hair. His bony fingers carried a strong temptation, but his movements were extremely gentle, and the messy hair looked extremely wild. .And his side face is indescribably sexy.

The woman leaned comfortably in his arms, she turned her eyes, but her body defecated, and then there was a loud scream, which seemed to be able to break their heads roof.

The man suddenly turned his head and saw a woman standing at the door with a pale face and empty eyes.

Suddenly a sense of betrayal and humiliation made his body tense up.An indescribable anger made him feel like a beast.

"Get out," the man opened and closed his thin lips, uttering the most heartless words.

Xiang Qinglan's lips kept parting, she stared at the man's face, strange, why is it strange, obviously, it was the face and person she saw every day, but it was not his husband, By the way, this is not his unhusband, not the husband who once said he loves her.

She turned around, the air here made her very uncomfortable, and she felt sick.

She walked back to the living room like a wandering soul, such tightly entangled bodies, the man's darkness, the woman's fairness, and the strong collision of body and body, to her, it was like a scene from which she would never wake up again. Every time she thinks about it, she will feel the pain of being cut across her body by a knife.