Ex-wife, Remarry to Me

Walking to the door of the bar, song churan stopped a taxi. After the other party put Baijiao in the car, song churan stood by the door of the car, looked at the calm man, and said in his heart a little embarrassed: "thank you so much 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 if I have a chance! "

No matter how you say it, you always mean it.

But the other side did not speak, he just looked at Song churan in silence, after a long time said: "I have your phone number, as for my name, I will tell you next time I have a chance! I have something else to do. Let's go first. Slow down on your way! "

"Ah..."

Song churan also wanted to say something, but the other side 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, song churan's heart has a lot of confusion.

But the biggest confusion is that the man who has her number?

Back on the way, song churan has been thinking about this problem, but think of the door of the community, also did not want to understand.

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

Song churan sends the two security brothers out and closes the door. When he returns to the bedroom, there is no one in the bed. The sound of vomiting comes from the bathroom.

With a sigh, song churan went to the bathroom. The vomit had stopped, but Bai Jiaojiao was sitting by the toilet, lying on the toilet lid and crying soundlessly.

Seeing her like this, song churan felt very uncomfortable in her heart. Although she also wanted to cry, she still turned her back and said, "I'll get you pajamas. You can take a bath and go to bed early."

In some places, the excitement is over, but in others the plot is still on.

Lu Juncheng, who returned to the box again, looked a little silent, holding a wine glass in his hand. He occupied a sofa and leaned against the armrest of the sofa. He didn't know what he was thinking.

In the same box, Qi Huan, sitting on the sofa next to Lu Juncheng, rubbed Fang Jingsheng on his left hand.

"Well, Jingsheng, what's the matter with you? Going out this time is like losing your soul. Ah, junshao, can't your wife run away with others? If I run away, I'll get you a big girl tomorrow. No, ten dozen! "

"Ha ha, you're so cheap!"

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

"Well?" Hearing song Siming's words, Qi Huan immediately got excited. He quickly swallowed the wine in his mouth, then looked at Song Siming curiously and asked, "you just went out with Jun Shao. What happened outside?"

"Just now..."

Words have not finished, a glass of wine on the door of the ground smashed in the past.

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

After a long time, Qi Huan, with a cheap mouth, said again, "Jun Shao, my mouth stinks. I blame me for making you unhappy. Don't worry, my sister-in-law is dead, that is to say, she will not really run away with others

"Get out of here

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

"Well, junshao, where are you going

"Go home!"

"Isn't it? Back so early today? "

Qi Huan just wanted to chase him out, but song Siming held him.

"Well, what are you doing with me? Do you want to go after it

"Chase?" Song Siming let go of his hand and sat back on the sofa with a smile. He took a cigarette out of his cigarette box and lit it slowly.

"Oh, you say so!"

"Song churan was almost despised by others just now. Although Jun Shao didn't make a move, you said this in front of him at this crucial point. Didn't you want to die?"

"What?"

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 smiles. He doesn't speak and flicks the ash in his hand.

Looking at Song churan just now, Lu Juncheng did not help. He really thought 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 own car, got on the car, closed the door, held the steering wheel in both hands, and took a deep breath for several times before calming down the emotional fluctuations that made him feel unhappy.

He raised his hand to look at the time, it has been an hour, she should be home?

As soon as the idea in his mind came out, Lu Juncheng shook his head violently.What is he doing?

Now I still have the heart to think about that woman!

After fastening his seat belt, Lu Juncheng drove home directly.