Beautiful wife under: the national husband is so sultry

Ji Yanting: "he didn't think it was bad enough! Ji Yanting was also mad with anger. He turned back and stepped on the lunch box. He said: "how about I smash it? Pei Chengyuan is divorced from you. Why do you pretend to be affectionate? I ordered so many things for you at the beginning. Did you compensate me? "

The tears of love have been streaming, and Ji Yanting's face has been blurred. Even she doesn't know what she is crying for, is it for divorce? That's not the case. She's already ready.

Is that for his sake? She chose to cut off her own feelings and marry someone else. What right does she have to blame him for not doting on her like before?

Love, when did you become so love?

Ji Yanting looked at the man who was out of breath, worried and upset.

"Love, shut up and stop crying." Ji Yanting steps to the bed, the voice is still vicious, but with a strong guilty.

Love seems to have not heard his words, still sobbing in a low voice intermittently.

"I beg you not to cry, will you?" Ji Yanting is very upset. He wants to wipe her tears and shows that he has no face. He can only lower his voice to persuade her.

Love didn't answer, tears still fell.

Ji Yanting was so annoyed that he pulled people over and pressed them in his arms.

At this time, a gentle and handsome man stood out of the window, with silver rimmed glasses in his eyes. His eyes were deep and gloomy, and he left silently.

Ji Yanting kisses her several times before releasing her. He whispers in her ear: "don't cry. I'm dead of salt."

Love suddenly opened his eyes, ashamed and angry, only hate his hand tied with bandages, it is not convenient to draw people.

"Don't look. I can't help looking again." Ji Yanting faintly blocked her cannibal eyes back, with ambiguous hints and teasing in her tone.

Love's face was blue and white for a while. If she hadn't been hurt, she would have kicked it.

"May I have dinner now?" Ji Yanting suppressed the impulse in his heart, and his voice restored the languid and elegant taste.

"I want to leave the hospital. You can leave the hospital with me. I'm not used to staying in such a place." Love should be light.

Ji Yanting took back her eyes on her slightly red and swollen lips, nodded and said, "OK, you wait for me for a while."

Ji Da Shao said it was a short meeting. It was really a short meeting. It was only 15 minutes before he came back with the receipt.

"It's OK to leave the hospital, but I have to come to the hospital for film examination every day." Ji Yanting's voice is not slow, not light, not heavy, there is always a mellow taste worthy of chewing.

"Well, I see." Love wood face reply, the fatigue on the face is more and more obvious, even under the eyes are a blue.

Ji Yanting went forward and picked her up. She liked to know his temperament. When she had strength, she quarreled with him. But now she felt that she was overdrawn, so she didn't have the strength to go to the elevator.

"Open the door." Ji Yanting stood in front of the elevator door, his voice rarely called gently.

Love stretched out his slender hand to press the door, but Ji Yanting's side stretched out another well-defined finger to press the light.

She slightly raised her eyes to see Pei Chengyuan's quiet but handsome and noble face.

Hehe, it's really a narrow road.

All four got into the elevator.

Shen Qingqiao was the first one to speak. She was wearing a wide brimmed sun hat, and her eyes were quite elegant. She seemed to be more energetic.

"Is Miss Zhong OK?" Shen Qingqiao's tone is very sincere, can't hear the taste of schadenfreude.

"Nothing." Love again reluctantly should be a, although the injury is quite serious, but a terminally ill patient to greet, she still has to answer.

"Thank you so much for saving a yuan. Today I talk a little hard. Don't worry about it." After hearing the response, she added a more sincere attitude. She frowned without any trace of affection. Does she need to show off in such a hurry?

Before waiting for her to speak, Ji Yanting, holding her in his arms, lightly interrupted Shen Qingqiao's words: "saving people is just out of humanity. Miss Shen doesn't need to be polite."

He looks beautiful, and his words are just light, but it is invisible to give people a kind of noble domineering. Shen Qingqiao pursed his lips, and his eyes fell on his clasped hands. Then he slowly moved to Pei Chengyuan's silent face and didn't speak any more.

The elevator arrived soon, and the door was opened.

Ji Yanting tightened his arm to make love more comfortable. He took the lead in leaving, but at the end he left a sentence: "I'm predestined with you. Miss Shen and President Pei are married. Don't forget to give Ji an invitation."

Pei Chengyuan's voice and color are not moving, and he is always indifferent. His voice is polite and alienated: "it's my honor for president Ji to appreciate you."

Love heart suddenly pain.

People are sentimental animals. It's the most difficult thing for them to let go of habit. What she is sad about is not that she has lost this man, but that she has lost a meaningless past.What she has spent on this marriage in the past three years has been nothing but energy and time.