The Silly Ex-Wife of the Infernal Chief

Suddenly there was a pleasure of torturing them, and his whole body exuded a terrifying aura, just like a beast that found food, it was extraordinarily dangerous.

Gong Ruxue approached her, holding her long skirt, and when she saw the sudden coldness in his eyes, she shivered. Who offended him? As long as he showed such eyes, there must be someone Individuals are about to start to suffer, to start having bad luck.

"Tuo..." She tried her best to raise the smile on her face, she was so innocent, she turned around, "Do you think it looks good?" The voice was very sweet, with some taste of coquettishness.

Gong Ruxue is definitely a good lover. She understands a man's heart, and can also grasp a man's heart. I have to say that with Su Zhetuo, she really succeeded.

"Looks good," Su Zhetuo nodded, stepped forward and hugged Gong Ruxue's slender waist tightly, and smiled evilly, lingering on his ear, warm breath, caressing her ear from time to time, The clothes are very beautiful, but when that day comes, I will definitely tear them apart with my own hands. His voice is very soft, but the provocative meaning inside is very strong.

And Gong Ruxue's body trembled slightly, a blush quickly rose on her face, she understood what he meant, and she also began to look forward to the day they got married.

She will be Mrs. Su in the future.Mrs. Su who squeezed into a wealthy family.

But he didn't realize that when Su Zhetuo, who had already stood upright, looked at the wedding dress on her body, he began to lose his mind, and the usual coldness was missing from his blurred eyes.

What he was thinking, no one knew.

And their wedding has already attracted the attention of major media and newspapers. He has indeed given Gong Ruxue a great identity and face, and has not wronged her at all. However, he has wronged another woman who loves him Two years, two years, more than 700 days, is already a past tense.

Xiang Qinglan kept walking forward, turning her head occasionally, she looked behind her, far away, as if she was recalling something, until she raised the corners of her lips again, like a breeze blowing by. With a light expression, the pain in the eyes really receded slowly.

Nothing is too hard, really, nothing. . .

When she got home, Qing was already waiting for her at home.

"Qing..." Xiang Qinglan raised her toes and stroked Qing's face with her hand. She compared it with her own hand. Her skin was naturally fair, and Qing's complexion seemed to be much darker than before.Although, compared to before, he is still the same handsome, but she still feels strange.

Strange, she took Qing's hand, and she wrote in his palm, "Qing, you've been dark lately. Didn't you take a shower?"

Qing patted her on the head, raised his right eyebrow, "You didn't take a bath, I do it every day, it's dark because..." He paused for a while, and then continued: "It's because I wash every day. Go basking in the sun." He said that his face was neither red nor out of breath, originally, he was basking in the sun, but he was just working while basking in the sun.

"Do you despise me?" Qing showed a sad look in his eyes, looking at the contrast between himself and her obvious skin color, he was indeed a lot darker, he was darker than her before, now he is darker, and in the future, he will be even darker .

No way, Xiang Qinglan shook her head amusedly, and continued to write in the palm of his hand, "It's normal for a man to be black, but Qing can't be said to be black, but he is healthier than before." After writing, Xiang Qinglan smiled, Qing ah Qing, sometimes it is really like a very innocent child, when you are with him, you never need to think too much, because he is so simple and so clean.

"That Lan is also darker." Qing squinted his eyes, looking at the overly fair complexion on her face, and imagining how she would turn darker, he even compared it with his own hand, forget it, He compared it for a while, and in the end he really hoped that she would still look like this.

The darkened Lan seems to be more terrifying.Already thin, if you are darker, darker and thinner, you will become an African refugee.

Xiang Qinglan nodded her head, okay, I just need to bask in the sun more like you from now on, she said word by word, this time using lip language, while Qing rubbed her hair , a very intimate gesture, filled with natural pampering, the two looked at each other and smiled, in each other's eyes they saw that world, the world of only the two of them.

Another day passed by easily, and Xiang Qinglan, who saw Su Zhetuo, seemed to have forgotten about that person, the person who was once connected with her life today, but now, he is already a stranger who has met and known each other , They are already strangers, when they meet again, when they think of it again, there is nothing but a faint sigh.

Their home, along with his betrayal and his humiliation, had already begun to disappear.

She turned over, and the man behind her hugged her waist from behind. She smiled softly, turned around, and honestly lay in his arms, having a good night's dream.

In the morning, when she went out, the weather outside seemed to be exceptionally good again. She could really get used to it, including that job. She had been doing it for a long time, and she was still struggling, but she was also used to it.

After wrapping up a pack of newspapers, she put it on her back, straightened her body, and took a little breath. There are all men doing this job here, except for her, who is a woman, and she is also a woman who can't speak.

Everyone automatically made way for her. Yes, she is a woman, but it also proved to them that she can do this kind of work, and she will do it very well and seriously.Rain or shine, she has never complained of suffering or tiredness. Although she is not, her expression says it all.

She has no voice, but she has a pair of clean eyes, and one can see her stubborn but distressed soul.

She pulled out a newspaper from behind, and she put it at the door of one house, and then another house, but she didn't know that, in a black car not far from her, a man stared at her with a cold face, his The expression is very cold, very cold. ,

She is really in a mess. Is that bent over woman Xiang Qinglan?If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he thought he would never have believed that the woman he had been married to for two years, the woman he cherished at home, would actually do such a job because of a word from him. He took a deep puff of the cigarette, thinking that he was torturing that man, but in the end he realized that it was only this stupid woman who was tormenting.