Ex-wife, please remarry me

Walking to the door of the bar, song churan stopped a taxi. After the other party put Bai Jiaojiao in the car, song churan stood by the door of the car and looked at the calm man. He was embarrassed and said, "thank you just now!"

"You're welcome!"

"My name is song churan. Could you tell me your name and phone number? I'd like to treat you to dinner some time! "

In any case, it's always meaningful to owe someone's favor.

But the other side didn't speak. He just looked at Song churan in silence. After a long time, he said, "I have your phone number. As for my name, I'll tell you when I have a chance next time! I have something else to do. Let's go first. You're going to slow down! "

"Ah..."

Song churan wants to say something else, but the other party has already walked in front of a black car, got on the car, and then drove away.

Looking at the direction that the car left, there was a lot of confusion in Song churan's heart.

But the biggest confusion is that her number, the man actually has?

On the way back, song churan thought about this all the time, but he didn't understand when he thought about the gate of the community.

After paying, song churan went to the security room and asked two security guards for help. After a long time, he finally got Bai Jiaojiao to bed.

Song churan sends the two security brothers out, closes the door, and when he returns to the bedroom, there is no one on the bed. There is a painful vomiting sound in the bathroom.

With a sigh, song churan goes to the bathroom. The sound of vomiting has stopped, but Bai Jiaojiao sits beside the toilet, lying on the toilet cover and crying silently.

Seeing her like this, song churan felt very sad. Although she wanted to cry, she still turned her back and said, "I'll get you pajamas. Take a bath and go to bed early!"

In some places, the excitement is over, but some plots are still on.

Returning to the box, Lu Juncheng looks a little silent, holding a wine glass in his hand. He occupies a sofa and leans on the armrest of the sofa. He doesn't know what he is thinking.

In the same box, Qi Huan, who was sitting on the sofa beside Lu Juncheng, rubbed Fang Jingsheng, who was sitting on his left side, with a crutch.

"Ah, Jingsheng, what's the matter with you? Going out this time is like losing your soul. Hey, Jun Shao, isn't it your wife who ran away with others? If you run away, I'll get you a big girl tomorrow. No, ten dozen! "

"Ha ha, you are cheap!"

Fang Jingsheng angrily touched Qi Huan's cup with his cup. After a sip of wine, he heard song Siming sitting on the opposite sofa say: "I think Qi Huan's mouth is cheap, but his speech is really accurate!"

"Well?" When he heard song Siming's words, Qi Huan immediately began to work hard. He quickly swallowed the wine in his mouth, then looked at Song Siming curiously and asked, "what happened outside when you went out with Jun Shao just now?"

"Just now..."

The words haven't finished, a wine cup mercilessly toward the door of the ground hit in the past.

The three people in the room immediately became silent, and then turned to look at the empty Lu Juncheng.

After a long time, Qi Huan said: "Jun Shao, my mouth stinks. I blame you for making you unhappy. Don't worry, my sister-in-law will not really run away with other people if she's out to have fun! "

"Go away!"

Lu Juncheng put down his legs, then grabbed the car key on the tea table and got up to go out.

"Ah, Jun Shao, where are you going?"

"Go home!"

"No? Go back so early today? "

Qi huangang wants to chase after him, but song Siming holds him.

"Well, what are you pulling me for? Why don't you go after it soon? "

"After you?" Song Siming relaxed his hand, sat down on the sofa again with a smile, drew a cigarette from the cigarette box, lit it and smoked slowly.

"Oh, you said it

"Song churan was almost despised outside just now. Although Jun Shao didn't do it, at this juncture, you said this in front of him. Didn't you want to die?"

"What is it?"

Hearing this, Qi Huan and Fang Jingsheng looked at each other, then looked at Song Siming, "do you mean song churan has come to the bar?"

Song Siming laughs, doesn't speak, flicks the ash in his hand.

Looking at Song churan being treated like that, Lu Juncheng didn't help him. He really thought that he was indifferent from the inside to the outside.

I didn't expect that it was just superficial Kung Fu.

After coming out of the bar, Lu Juncheng found his car, got on the car, closed the door, held the steering wheel in both hands, took a deep breath for several times, and then calmed down the emotional fluctuations that made him feel unhappy.

He raised his hand and looked at the time. An hour has passed. Should she be home?

As soon as the idea came out, Lu Juncheng shook his head.

What is he doing?

Now I'm still thinking about that woman!

Fasten your seat belt and Lu Juncheng will drive home directly.