Sworn not to be a wife: the arrest of the young wife around the world

With three months to go, Moran's due date is due.

Confinement takes 40 days.

There are still four more months at most, five months at the top, and Moran will definitely argue for a divorce with him.

When the time comes, will he agree, or not?

Although he promised Moran that he would divorce her, he knew very well that he didn't think about it at all, not at all.

Qi Rui just stood stiffly for a long time, and he didn't wake up until the cigarette in his hand burned his fingers.

Throwing away the cigarette butt, Qi Rui just turned around and left the study, and went to the bedroom.

In the bedroom, Moran had already drawn a picture.

Qi Rui just walked over to have a look, and then said: "Can you give me all the drafts you drew?"

Moran looked up, his eyes flickering: "What are you going to do? The content of my painting is not good."

Qi Rui just lowered his head and kissed her lips, then bent his lips and said, "Leave it as a memory for me, you haven't given me anything yet."

"I..." Moran stuttered for a while, "I'm not good at drawing, let's forget it..."

"As long as it's drawn by you, I like it." Qi Ruigang stared at her and said in a low voice.

Moran's face became inexplicably hot: "I'm really not good at drawing..."

"It's okay, I just want your drawing." Qi Ruigang smiled, and no longer gave Moran a chance to refuse. He directly took away the content she had just drawn, and then went to open her drawer and put a stack of papers inside. Draft out.

"It's all mine, okay?" He asked softly.

If it was put aside, Moran would definitely say no to it.

But now she couldn't speak.

Qi Ruigang agreed to divorce her, agreed to let her take away the child, and even tried to find a way to divorce her. He suddenly became better, and she couldn't treat him too badly.

"Is it possible?" Qi Ruigang asked again.

Moran nodded helplessly: "Take it."

Qi Rui just raised his lips to show a smile, he walked up to her, lowered his head and kissed her lips again: "Thank you, baby."

Moran hurriedly pushed him away, and said angrily, "Don't you think we should keep our distance?!"

"What distance to keep?" Qi Ruigang pretended not to understand.

"We are doomed to divorce, you shouldn't be like this..."

"What shouldn't be?" Qi Ruigang asked intentionally.

Moran was even more ashamed, "It shouldn't be like this anyway!"

Qi Rui just sat down beside her, put his arms around her body and asked in a low voice: "Shouldn't I kiss you?"

Moran said awkwardly, "Yes."

"Shouldn't hug you, shouldn't be nice to you?"

"……Correct."

"Then what do you think I should do to you?" Qi Rui just asked with a temper.

"Keep a distance from me, at least treat each other with respect."

"Don't I respect you very much now? Am I doing something wrong?"

"I want you and me to treat each other as guests," Moran emphasized.

Qi Rui just laughed and said: "Respecting each other as guests means that husband and wife respect each other. Don't I respect you?"

Moran felt he was deliberately misinterpreting her.

"Not only to be respectful, but also to be polite and keep a distance. The key is to keep a distance!"

Qi Rui just stopped smiling: "If I divorced you, you can ask me to do so. But you and I haven't divorced yet, we are husband and wife."

"But……"

"But will we get a divorce? Will we get a divorce, but it doesn't mean we're already divorced. And I want to treat you well, and I want to treat you well while you are still my wife. "