Ex-wife, Remarry to Me

After taking a bath, I just lie in bed and watch TV in a daze.

When he saw that entertainment weekly was broadcasting news about him, Lu Juncheng did not want to think about it, so he picked up the remote control and turned off the TV.

Then he turned over and sat up. He took the cigarette box on the cupboard and pulled out a cigarette to light it.

The more you smoke, the more upset you feel in your heart.

Looking at the mobile phone on the bedside table, Lu Juncheng twisted his eyebrows.

Would you like to call her?

The night outside the window is a little bit deep.

After spitting out the messy things in my stomach, I feel a little hungry instead.

After crying a lot in the bathroom, Bai Jiaojiao took a bath and fell asleep.

After taking a bath, song churan went out of the bedroom and into the kitchen with a dry towel on her head and a nightgown.

In addition to a few bottles of milk, there are only a few vegetables left in the refrigerator, two tomatoes and a plate of eggs.

There are noodles in the locker.

Song churan washed the vegetables and tomatoes, chopped two eggs, boiled noodles in the pot.

Watching the water in the pot rolling, song churan felt that his eyes were particularly uncomfortable. He must have been fumigated by the heat.

She raised her hand to wipe, then put the noodles into the pot, cooked a person's quantity!

Soon, a bowl of tomato, egg and green vegetable noodles came out of the pot.

Song churan put the bowl on the table, and then went back to the bedroom to get the mobile phone and laptop.

Turn on the computer, song churan picked up chopsticks, just want to clip noodles, the mobile phone on the table suddenly rang.

She was stunned for a moment, turned to look at the mobile phone screen, the expression on her face became stiff instantly.

What did he call for so late?

To humiliate her?

Teeth bite lips, song churan staring at the mobile phone screen for a long time, but can not lift his hand to take the phone.

Finally, the phone hung up.

With a sigh of relief, she reached for her mobile phone and deleted the call record.

Then click on the webpage and plan to watch the news for a while. I was about to touch a news link on the screen. Unexpectedly, the phone came in again.

She was stunned and pressed her hand on the touch screen.

Looking at the phone call on the screen has been timed, song churan took a breath, and then picked up the phone.

"Hello, what can I do for you to call so late?"

Song churan's voice sounds very quiet, which makes Lu Juncheng very angry.

"It seems that you are in a good mood?"

No matter how bad the mood is, we can't let him know.

This is the experience of song churan after three years of marriage!

Because the more unhappy you are, the more proud he is!

If you want to suppress each other's arrogance, you must be arrogant.

"It's OK. The handsome guy who sent me home tonight has good Kung Fu. We just finished. Why? Do you want to ask me if I have any high tide

"Song churan, you are really shameless!"

The call has been interrupted.

Song churan took the phone from his ear, then deleted the call record and put the phone aside.

The noodles are a bit lumpy after such a long time.

Song churan picked up chopsticks, mixed noodles, and then picked them up with chopsticks and kept stuffing them into his mouth.

She told herself in her heart that no matter how hard she felt in her heart, she could not aggrieve her body.

She's hungry now, so she has to eat!

But how sad is it to eat noodles mixed with tears?

But song churan still finished all the noodles in the bowl, took the bowl to the kitchen, cleaned up the kitchen, and wiped his hands with a towel.

Out of the kitchen, song churan plans to look at the documents for a while and then go to bed. Unexpectedly, the doorbell rings at this time.

Raise your hand and look at the time. It's eleven o'clock.

Who can it be so late?

Go to the door, when song churan saw Lu Juncheng's face from the visual doorbell, song churan was stunned for a long time and did not respond.

The doorbell is still ringing. Song churan doesn't know what Lu Juncheng wants to do when he comes so late, but he will wake up Baijiao if he presses it again.

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so she had to open the door.

Seeing the door opened, song churan stood at the door in his bathrobe.

Thinking of what she said just now, Lu Juncheng felt that his head was about to explode.

Lu Juncheng reached for song churan's wrist and pushed her into the house.

"Lu Juncheng, what kind of psychosis do you have if you don't sleep at night?"

The strength of his hand is very big, song churan frowns with pain.

"Does it hurt? Song churan, do you know the pain? Where is the man? Where did you do it? a living room? bedroom? Or the bathroom? "