The Silly Ex-Wife of the Infernal Chief

She took Qing's hand and let the door open, but Su Zhetuo walked in unceremoniously, but his eyes were still fixed on the hands of the two, whether they should let go when they want to hold each other.

He walked into the room with heavy steps, and took care of everything calmly. The house was so small that it couldn't even compare to a room in their apartment. There was almost no furniture in it, and there was only one bed. The quilt was neatly folded, and his eyes seemed to be able to poke two holes out of the bed.

"A bed, how did you sleep?" He turned around, with a cold smile on his lips, and looked directly at Xiang Qinglan.

Xiang Qinglan looked at the merciless coldness in his eyes, and suddenly had an urge to laugh, a bed, how to sleep, how to sleep, their bed, he had already slept with that woman, if he hadn't lost his memory If it is, it should be remembered that they are divorced, and there is no relationship between them.

Then, where she will sleep and who she will sleep with has nothing to do with him.

"Lan and I sleep together, otherwise, you think I'm sleeping on the window?" Qing raised her sharp chin, half-closed her eyes and looked at this inexplicable man, the same bed, of course they slept together , can't his eyes see?

"Xiang Qinglan, didn't you say you love me?" He just glanced coldly, but the person his eyes were on was always Xiang Qinglan, and he was bored with this man from the beginning to the end.

sleep together?They were already sleeping together. This sleeping made him almost mad with jealousy.

Xiang Qinglan's lips parted a little, but she gave a sad smile. She loved him very much, but it was he who personally destroyed her love and the little life that belonged to them , and he also made it very clear that he doesn't want her love, all he loves is Gong Ruxue, so why does she still love him?

I don't know why, Su Zhetuo, who has never seen her smile like this before, feels like being punched hard in the heart. There is no hatred for him on her face, but there is no longer Zeng Jin for him. Love.In the past, as long as he appeared, all her attention would only be on him, but now, although she was looking at him, she was penetrating his body and looking at another dimension. Existence, for her now, is just air?

This kind of cognition gave him a kind of terror that he had never experienced before.The hand in the pocket was clenched again, and even the nails dug into the palm of the hand without feeling any pain.

"That's enough, Xiang Qinglan, don't laugh anymore." The hell-like voice broke through Xiang Qinglan's eardrums.

And Xiang Qinglan finally narrowed the focus in her eyes, she was still speechless to him, not because she didn't want to say it, but because she couldn't, because he had made her lose her voice.

"What's your name? Do you think you're a rooster crowing?" Qing tilted his body and said bluntly. Compared with his voice, his was not small. He stood in front of Xiang Qinglan and held her Standing behind him, the man facing him alone seemed to be staring at people who wanted to eat people and drink blood.

Lan, she still has his.

Xiang Qinglan reached out to grab Qing's clothes, and touched his body with her fingertips. Her heartbeat began to calm down due to the warmth.

"Qing, Qing..." She silently read his name, and suddenly she saw Su Zhetuo's overwhelmed heart slowly began to let go.

Yes, she is not alone now, she still has Qing, who doesn't understand anything, but is protecting her with her life.