Ex-wife, please remarry me

They were silent for a long time, but they didn't speak. Lu Juncheng raised his hand to look at the time, but found that unconsciously, it was almost one o'clock.

"It's getting late. It's time to wash and go to bed. These things, even if you want to break the head now, it is estimated that you can't come up with a suitable solution, so don't think about it first, and have a rest early! "

"I'll take a bath after I finish this. You can take a shower before you go to bed."

"Good! Then I'll wait for you in bed! "

After that, Lu Juncheng got up and walked towards the bedroom.

At first glance, Lu Juncheng's words seemed to be all right.

However, song churan always felt that something was not right.

However, she did not dare to follow Lu Juncheng's words.

With a red face, song churan seized the time to clean up the things on the table.

Looking at the flowers that seemed to be wilting just now, after some transformation, they suddenly became energetic, and song churan's mood got better for no reason.

After cleaning up the things on the table, song churan also turned back to the bedroom.

When she entered the room, she heard that the sound of water in the bathroom had disappeared. Song churan knew that Lu Juncheng must have been washed.

So, she went to the cloakroom to get a set of pajamas. As soon as she came out of the cloakroom, Lu Juncheng pushed open the door of the bathroom and came out from inside.

Originally, it was nothing, but song churan's face turned red when he saw that Lu Juncheng's muscles were only covered with a bath towel.

Although the words are good, all old husband and wife, there is nothing to be shy about.

But when I see Lu Juncheng, I always wear suits and shoes, so I don't think it's any trouble.

But now looking at Lu Juncheng's strong muscles and sexy lines, song churan feels that the feeling of a deer bumping in her heart makes her heart beat faster.

Therefore, she did not dare to see Lu Juncheng again. She took back her eyes. Song churan clutched his clothes in both hands and went into the bathroom quickly.

Looking at the bathroom door slamming shut in front of him, Lu Juncheng was stunned for a moment, and didn't react to what happened.

As he wiped his hair with a towel, he walked towards the bed.

Reach out and lift the thin quilt on the bed. Lu Juncheng reaches out and unties the bath towel wrapped around him. Before putting the bath towel aside, Lu Juncheng suddenly seems to understand something.

He raised his head and took a look in the direction of the bathroom. The corner of his mouth couldn't help stirring up an evil radian.

It seems that some people are a little enlightened tonight.

Lu Juncheng was in a good mood to take back his sight, and then turned to bed.

Song churan puts her clothes on the shelf. She blushes and takes off her dirty clothes while thinking about what Lu Juncheng said before.

The more he thought about it, the more embarrassed song churan felt. He didn't know whether it was because of the wind tonight and all of them had a bit of a cold, or because he had a bit of a good meal tonight. So song churan felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach and always felt like something was going up.

Holding the sink, song churan stands in front of the mirror, looking at himself in the mirror with a little doubt.

After a while, song churan opened the shower and began to take a bath.

The warm water flushes on the body, and the whole day's irritability and tiredness seem to be washed away all at once.

While taking a bath, song churan was thinking about what happened all day. He always had a feeling of dreaming.

She originally thought that the matter between her and Lu Juncheng would not be so easy to solve.

But now it seems that some things have gone beyond her imagination.

However, no matter how things develop, as long as the people she loves are around her, this is enough for song churan.

After putting on his pajamas and coming out of the bathroom, song churan finds that Lu Juncheng is still leaning on the bed to watch his tablet computer and doesn't sleep.

As she walked towards the other side of the bed, she yawned and asked, "it's very late. Why haven't you gone to bed yet?"

Lu Juncheng turned off the tablet in his hand, then put it far away, carefully turned his head, looked at Song churan, and said with a smile, "wait for you, my wife hasn't slept, how dare I sleep?"

If song churan knew that her casual question would make her feel embarrassed again, she would choose to shut her mouth.

Song churan stares at Lu Juncheng and says nothing.

After opening the quilt, turn off the light to sleep directly, and ignore Lu Juncheng who is obviously a little coquettish.

Seeing song churan sleeping with his back to him, Lu Juncheng pulls the corner of his mouth and turns off the light on his side.

Lying flat on the bed, Lu Juncheng opened his eyes in the dark, looking at the dark night where nothing could be seen. He was very satisfied and said happily: "churan, you are back at last!"

When song churan heard this, he was stunned.

She knew what Lu Juncheng meant, but she just gave a silent smile, and then scolded: "go to sleep, I'm so sleepy!"

Hearing song churan's voice in his ears, Lu Juncheng turns over and reaches out his hand to hold song churan in his arms.

For so many years, every night before going to bed, he always tossed and turned in bed.

No matter how many song churan's names he calls, no one will respond to him.

But now, these past nightmares should be able to wake up, right?

The night outside the window, under the stars all over the sky, is quietly carrying on the day and night replacement activities.

It's already 4:30 in the morning. I have to go to the company at 8:30 in the morning. I don't have many hours to sleep.

However, Bai Jiao Jiao sat on the bay window and still couldn't sleep.

As long as she thought of what happened yesterday afternoon, she felt as if there were countless claws scratched in her heart. She felt as hard as she could.

Qin Lang's indifferent attitude and contemptuous eyes rolled in front of him again and again.

Clearly know, he seems to have no chance of winning, but white Jiao Jiao Jiao heart is still not willing to let go.

For more than three years, she almost gave up her personal life after giving birth to the ball.

Every day is not around the company, or around the ball.

She has no one to rely on, so she can only rely on herself.

Although three years is not a long time or a short time, only when I step by step can I know that the hard work can not be understated in a few words.

For the sake of the ball, for their better living environment and conditions in the future, Bai Jiao Jiao feels that everything she does now is worth it.

However, no matter how strong she is, no matter how perfectly she interprets the responsibility of a mother, she is a woman after all.

When Qiuqiu was sick and feverish, she was worried about holding her child, and she was afraid to go to bed all night in the hospital ward. She hoped that someone would accompany her and comfort her, saying don't be afraid, I was there.

After dinner, lying in bed thinking about today's grievances and unable to sleep, she hoped that someone would hold her in her arms and let her pour out the bitterness of her heart.

However, three years later, she only dares to think about these thoughts that have been rolling in her mind for countless times.

For the sake of children, and for the sake of reform.

She really abandoned some of her past habits.

After a long time, she finally found an object she wanted to marry. When she had the cheek to pursue her, she didn't want to face these things.

From the first side, Qin Lang's impression of her is not good at all.

When she knew this, why didn't she choose to let it go, but she had to rub it on others with a thick skin?

I was proud of the chance to get close to him.

But now it's good. As soon as someone's object comes back, she's directly ignored. She's nothing.

In fact, from the beginning to now, she was nothing in Qin Lang's heart.

It's just that she's so strong that she doesn't want to be compared with others.

But now think about it, if you want to be ironic, you can be ironic.

Pick up the wine bottle on the bay window, Bai Jiaojiao wants to pour himself another glass of wine.

Maybe if she drinks a little more, she can get drunk and fall asleep.

But at that time, the wine in the bottle was empty. After pouring for a long time, there was not even a drop of red wine.

Bai Jiao Jiao was stunned for a moment, then put the wine cup and bottle in her hand aside, bent her legs. Bai Jiao Jiao Jiao held her knees in her hands and buried her head in her knees. She couldn't help it any more.

Strong for so long, so strong for so long, aggrieved for so long, and so many years of backlog together, at this moment, finally reached the critical point of the outbreak.

She felt that she could not persist any longer. She was really tired!

Because of what Lu Juncheng said last night, song churan didn't call Bai Jiaojiao the next day to ask her how she was.

After getting up in the morning, Lu Juncheng stood at the bedside and mentioned the project again with a heavy nasal voice.

Hearing his voice, song churan was really angry and funny.

I'm an old man, and I'm still young like others. What passion and romance do I play? But now I'm good. Even if I twist my neck, I'll get a cold in summer.

Do you want to be laughed off when you say something?

Song churan read while looking for the medicine box at home.

Looking for a long time, finally found a box of cold medicine in the living room under the cabinet.

Song churan poured a cup of hot water for Lu Juncheng and put two pieces of cold medicine in his hand. He said angrily, "you eat the medicine first, and I'll make breakfast!"

Looking at Song churan's back in his pajamas, turning and walking towards the kitchen, Lu Juncheng really feels that this place can now be called a home.

Because of her.