Addicted to Love: President Don't Be Too Eager

"Um... Um..."

The female voice suddenly sounded, and then the absolutely eye-catching hand-to-hand battle between men and women appeared on the computer screen. LAN Jingyi was stunned. Although she had long known the relationship between her husband Lu Wentao and Mo Xiaoxue, she never expected to see the picture of them together through the video.

LAN Jingyi twisted his clothes and quietly looked at the camera in the computer in a daze.

She doesn't know how long she has maintained this posture. Her consciousness has long been gone. Only the man in her mind, her husband, Lu Wentao, is a handsome and ruthless man. "Come on, there are photos and banners on the publicity wall of the community. Come on..." a excited female voice came from the window, which also interrupted LAN Jingyi's disordered thoughts.

But no matter who it is, it has nothing to do with her. She just wants to curl up in her own world and avoid all the confusion of gunsmoke.

However, it was just her own wishful thinking. Just as she continued to sit in front of the computer and turn off the video she received in the mailbox and chose to look at Lu Wentao's photo in a daze, the woman's voice came downstairs, "Lan Jingyi, are you in the room? Come down, it's your husband and another woman..."

Heart, the lattice jumped. Like a reflex, LAN Jingyi stood up and rushed to the balcony. The crowd in front of the billboard downstairs was bustling, which was definitely more lively than the vegetable market. Everyone was whispering gossip while watching the content on the billboard.

"It's Lu Wentao. Isn't he LAN Jingyi's husband? How did he walk hand in hand with a woman?"

"You see, that woman is so beautiful."

"This woman looks familiar, as if she had seen her somewhere?" the aunt who just called LAN Jingyi downstairs said to herself, but her natural loud voice passed everything to LAN Jingyi's ears on the balcony of the middle floor of the sixth floor. Even if she couldn't see clearly from a distance, she guessed what was posted on the billboard.

She turned around like an ostrich and fell on the bed like an ostrich. She didn't want to ignore the riots downstairs. Those had nothing to do with her. It seems that God is more or less fair. Exposing Lu Wentao and Mo Xiaoxue in this way is a little comfort to her genuine wife. Mo Xiaoxue stole her husband. Mo Xiaoxue was sent by heaven. She was exposed without her hand, This is God's will. This is mo Xiaoxue. She deserves it.

Lying on the cold big bed in the room, the bed is very big. This is a wedding bed, which can let married men and women roll around at will. However, this does not include her and Lu Wentao, who are already husband and wife.

They only rolled once.

To be exact, it was not a real bed roll, but she lay under him and was treated as a stranger Xiaoxue by him when he was drunk

All memories, except pain, are pain. From the day of marriage to this moment, it has never stopped.

The door seems to be open.

Lu Wentao's masculine breath came to his face, and then stopped in front of the bed. When LAN Jingyi faintly opened his eyes, the collar of his pajamas had been pulled up and his hand pinching the soft and thin cloth was tightening. Lu Wentao shouted as if he wanted to strangle her. "Lan Jingyi, you have fulfilled your wish. You just want to slander me and Xiaoxue, don't you? But she's not Xiaosan, you are."

Is she a junior?

She frowned that she was now his legitimate wife.

With a gentle smile, "if I say those downstairs have nothing to do with me, do you believe it?"