Ex-wife, please remarry me

Hearing this, song churan's face changed.

She did not expect that Lu Juncheng could guess so accurately.

But

"Adulterer? When did you see me in bed? "

There is a faint smile on song churan's face, but how to look at this smile and how to satirize it.

Her words and expression stimulate Lu Juncheng's eyes and heart.

While driving the car, Lu Juncheng said with a sarcastic smile: "it seems that your wings are getting harder and harder now!"

Song churan didn't say anything more, because Lu Juncheng's words had already crushed the tired camel in her heart, and she could only stay on the ground.

Lu Juncheng drives very fast. Song churan thought that he would just drop her off at any place, but she didn't expect that he would take her to his apartment.

After the car stops, Lu Juncheng pulls out the key and gets out of the car. Then he opens the trunk door and carries song churan's suitcase to the building.

Song churan didn't plan to get off the bus, but when he saw Lu Juncheng carrying her suitcase upstairs, song churan was a little annoyed. He opened the door and got off the bus. Holding the door, he yelled at Lu Juncheng's back: "have you had enough trouble? I don't have so much American time for you! "

She's playing around with him like a kid?

Lu Juncheng turns his head and glares at Song churan. Without saying anything, he carries something and enters the elevator.

If there are only some clothes in the trunk, song churan will not pay attention to them.

However, when he went to the UK on business, some documents were in his suitcase. Even if he didn't want to go up, he had to take out his suitcase.

Throw on the door, song churan rushed to the hall, Lu Juncheng has taken the elevator upstairs.

Song churan looked up angrily at the rising numbers, then clenched his fist and pressed the button outside the elevator.

Back home, Lu Juncheng did not close the door.

He put the suitcase in the bedroom and came out. He took off his coat and threw it on the sofa.

Not a minute later, song churan's footsteps rushed from far to near from the corridor outside the door.

Lu Juncheng goes to the door and just bumps into song churan.

Song churan is not a fool. When she sees something wrong with Lu Juncheng's face, she instinctively wants to run.

However, when she was just about to retreat, she was dragged into the room and slammed the door.

In general, song churan was a little dizzy and stuck to the wall. Looking at the enlarged face in front of him, he was full of anger.

She silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then asked: "what do you want?"

"That man makes you feel good, doesn't he?"

"What?"

Song churan thought that Lu Juncheng would say some normal words when he pulled himself in, but she didn't expect that the other party was still in the mood to ask some indistinct questions.

"I asked him if he fucked you? How many times did you two do that night? Once, twice, or three? "

Lu Juncheng's eyes, the flames are very straightforward and clear to tell song churan a fact.

That is to say, she is a tool of catharsis!

She was a little desperate, but also a little helpless smile.

Then he raised his hand to the other side's neck, one hand in his face on the strong lines of a stroke.

"In your heart, I'm song churan. I'm willing to be promoted, but I don't have a good place to be promoted?"

Hearing song churan's words, Lu Juncheng was slightly stunned. His lips moved slightly. He didn't have time to say anything.

Song churan held out his hand and grabbed his tie, then padded his toes and raised his head. His tone was gentle, but he said in Lu Juncheng's ear: "his kung fu was very good. We had too much fun that night. I don't remember how many times, but I feel very good. You can't give that pleasure! "

A few days ago, he was ridiculed by the man that he couldn't do it, which has already stimulated his nerves.

He did not expect that song churan would dare to say such words in front of him now!

The anger in his heart and the bottom line stimulated made Lu Juncheng a little crazy.

He didn't even go back to the bed in the room, so he directly humiliated song churan on the cold floor at the door.

White skin with temperature on the floor a little bit of cold, as song churan has gradually died of the heart, lost all the temperature should have.

No vitality, no hope.

In his heart, there was no her at all.

Even if it was a little bit, he would not humiliate her soul in such a way.

Between lovers, the sweetest thing is now regarded as humiliation, as a way of punishment.

Song churan felt that even after she divorced Lu Juncheng, she would not be willing to marry another man.

After all, she was never happy in such a thing.

After a little calming down, Lu Juncheng looks at Song churan with empty eyes. He looks as pale as a dead man.

At that moment, he was still arrogant and proud in his heart, and it was like being poured a basin of cold water.

Because no man would want to do this kind of thing without any response from the other side.

And song churan's expression and eyes, as well as the stiffness that does not match.

It made him feel like he was playing with a corpse.

However, even if the other party is a corpse, he must let her understand who is better than who!

Boring, stiff, body without a little emotion.

When song churan looks at Lu Juncheng's face and feels that his consciousness of being hit is almost blurred, the other party is finally willing to let her go.

"How's it going? Now do you think that man's skill is better than mine, or am I stronger? "

Lying on the cold floor, song churan didn't speak for a long time.

Lu Juncheng picked up the clothes on the ground and was just about to put them on. However, when he saw the bruises on song churan, he twisted his brow. Then he reached out and picked up one of the clothes on the ground. As soon as he threw it on song churan, he went straight back to his room to take a bath.

After lying on the ground for a long time, song churan eased a little. Then she wrapped up her coat and sat up from the ground without expression.

Then, regardless of the fragmentary clothes on the floor, he walked towards the bedroom with his legs trembling.

As soon as he got to the door, Lu Juncheng wrapped himself in a bath towel and came out of it.

His hair was wet and dripping, and two drops of water slid down his strong chest to his belly.

Although, beauty bath is a very tempting picture.

But Lu Juncheng's figure, which is fat and thin, and his handsome face, attract women's attention.

However, the man had just died. Song churan didn't even have the strength to look at him.

In Lu Juncheng's smiling face, song churan went to the bathroom.

Standing in front of the mirror, song churan takes off his coat.

Seeing the scars on his body caused by Lu Juncheng, song churan stood in front of the mirror without expression and looked at himself for a long time. Then he raised his hand and slapped himself hard.

The woman in the mirror was a little pale. She was slapped by this slap, and finally she was a little more flushed.

Song churan is satisfied to hook up lips Cape to smile, then turn round to take a bath.

Warm water through the shower on the body, let song churan gradually warm over.

When she stood up and reached for the shower gel on the shelf, her hands suddenly stiffened in mid air.

Only Lu Juncheng lives here, so the bath products are basically for men.

But now, there are not only women's facial cleansers and bath products on the shelf, but also essential oils such as bath.

Chest is like something heavy pressure, blocking her no way to breathe.

In my mind, what Bai Jiao said on the phone again.

Lu Juncheng and other women go to the hotel to open a room!

It turns out that she hasn't been gone for a few days. Have they all developed into cohabitation?

So why did he bring himself here?

Is it to stimulate her originally exhausted heart?

If this is his intention, this is his revenge, then Lu Juncheng has done it perfectly.

She really felt heartache.

That kind of heart is like looking at being hollowed out, but can't say the feeling, let song churan can no longer control the stubborn tears, let them mixed with the water from the shower inside, wantonly arrogant on his face.

After changing a suit of clothes, Lu Juncheng sits on the sofa in the room and quietly waits for song churan to come out.

When he raised his hand again, song churan had been in for almost an hour.

But the sound of water is still not stopped.

What's she doing in there?

Is there something wrong?

The more I think about it, the more irritable Lu Juncheng feels.

I'm a little annoyed. What I did just now seems a little too much.

However, song churan is not another woman.

She will always be like Xiaoqiang who can't fight to death. It's annoying.

Such a stubborn woman, should not want to do something stupid, right?

Just as Lu Juncheng was daydreaming, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

He half lifted up a heart, also slightly relaxed a few minutes.

After a while, hearing the sound of the bathroom door being opened, Lu Juncheng raised his head and just wanted to say something, but when he saw song churan's face, his throat suddenly seemed to be blocked by something