Ex-wife, Remarry to Me

Hearing song churan ask such a question, Lu Juncheng is a bit unable to guess what her original intention is.

Looking down, Lu Juncheng raised his head, looked at Song churan and said frankly, "well, if I said I didn't regret it, do you believe it?"

"I believe it!"

Song churan's answer was direct and straightforward, which also surprised Lu Juncheng.

"Ha ha, I thought you would say you don't believe it or something else!"

Song churan laughed and said nothing.

She always told herself in her heart that Lu Juncheng and those women, at most, were just playing games, or that he was just angry with her.

But if the protagonist of the story changes to Tang Xin, song churan can't believe it.

If a man spent a night in a hotel with a woman he loved, nothing happened.

I'm afraid no woman would like to believe that.

The conversation between the two people faded down in the sound of music. Song churan was holding a coffee cup, drinking and thinking about song Rao in his heart.

Song Rao has a lot of flowery intestines in her small stomach. She always has something you can't think of. It seems that there is nothing she can't do.

But after so many years abroad, she did not learn how to speak.

After a few words, she blocked her way back.

"What are you thinking?"

Song churan didn't speak for a long time, and Lu Juncheng didn't know what to say.

Hearing Lu Juncheng's voice, song churan returned to his senses and shook his head.

After a sip of bitter coffee, he turned to look at Lu Juncheng calmly and said, "I just think that even if we are divorced, there are still women who want to marry you!"

Finally, the two of them were able to sit down and have a cup of coffee, listen to music and talk without wind and waves, but she made such a remark again.

Lu Juncheng raised his head and looked at Song churan with a bit of displeasure. Seeing a faint sneer on her face, he looked down and thought, and felt that there was something in her words.

"You mean your sister, song Rao?"

Song churan did not say anything, she just looked at Lu Juncheng, and then continued to drink her cup of coffee, as if she did not know anything.

"You don't seem to have a very good relationship with your sister!"

"Well, so? Are you going to help me clean her up? "

Although Lu Juncheng sometimes lost his temper to her, he was not a fool.

At the dinner table, song Rao's tit for tat attitude towards her, anyone can see the strangeness of it!

"With your current ability, it should be a matter of one sentence if you want to clean up her? Do you still need my help? "

Lu Juncheng's eyes full of temptation swept around Song churan. He wanted to hear song churan say, of course.

But the other person smiles and then changes the subject.

"It's getting late. Do you want to go back or stay? If you want to go, hurry up. If you want to stay, the room is clean, but without your pajamas, you can make do with my bathrobe! "

After saying that, song churan reached out and picked up two empty coffee cups on the table and got ready to walk towards the kitchen.

"You take a bath, give me the cup, I'll wash it!"

Hands empty, the fingers seem to have touched the heat in the continuous heating.

Song churan said to Lu Juncheng, let him put the cup into the cupboard, then hurried back to the room.

I took my pajamas and locked myself in the bathroom.

Turning on the faucet, song churan looked at the rising water in the bathtub, thinking about what happened tonight, and what he had just touched his finger. Should it be unintentional?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was not down-to-earth in his heart.

No, she can't!

She had to regain her composure and not be carried away by these visions.

After washing the cup and putting it in the cupboard, Lu Juncheng turned off the kitchen light. When he planned to go out, he thought about it and turned on the light. Then he went to the front of the refrigerator and opened the refrigerator door.

There are a lot of things in it, which is a little unexpected for Lu Juncheng.

He thought that song churan, like other urban white-collar workers, was eating three meals a day outside.

Looking for a circle in the refrigerator, Lu Juncheng found a package of rock sugar and pure milk.

Pour the milk into the cup, Lu Juncheng added four or five rock sugar, and then put it into the microwave oven.

Song churan just drank a cup of bitter coffee. Can his stomach stand this way?

Thinking of this, Lu Juncheng himself was stunned.

He seems to be unconsciously began to care about song churan.

Is this really like Fang Jingsheng said to him before, when you find a person important to you, you start to pay attention to her everything?Shen Sinian frowned, numb.

After the milk was heated, Lu Juncheng took the milk to the bedroom and put it on the bedside table.

Just then, song churan's mobile phone on the bedside table lit up.

Lu Juncheng a Leng, eyes toward the mobile phone a glance, found that is a text message.

He originally wanted to take up the mobile phone to see who sent it, but after thinking about it, Lu Juncheng took back his hand again.

Because song churan said he believed him.

Is he trying to believe her?

Full of curiosity in the eyes of the mobile phone screen and swept two eyes, and then into song churan's cloakroom to get pajamas.

Although the pattern of the cloakroom is not small, but the clothes inside are not particularly much.

After taking the pajamas, when Lu Juncheng was ready to go out, he suddenly thought about it. He folded himself and went to the front of the hanger to have a look at the size of song churan's clothes.

It's all in size s, but what size did he buy when he asked people to prepare clothes?

It seems that L！

Did song churan think that the house was for another woman because of this?

Thinking of this, Lu Juncheng really did not know whether to cry or to laugh.

For the first time in his life, he tried his best to please a woman. Unexpectedly, he was beaten in the face by the other party. If he said it, would he not be laughed to death?

Lu Juncheng shook his head helplessly and came out with his pajamas.

Sitting in bed for a while, song churan opened the door and came out.

Seeing Lu Juncheng sitting on the bed, song churan was stunned for a moment, and then casually asked, "don't you go back tonight?"

But when she saw her pajamas on the bed, song churan felt that her words were just a waste of breath.

However, Lu Juncheng still gave a reason that she could not refuse.

"You asked me to listen to your story tonight, but your story has not been told yet!"

Hearing this, song Chu suddenly realized.

In fact, she really said it casually just now, but she didn't think that the other party actually took it seriously.

But even the clothes were taken, and there was no one else in the house. Just stay. Anyway, the room is clean.

"Then go and take a bath first."

"Well, wait for me!"

Song churan didn't speak. After the door was closed, she held her forehead with one hand, feeling as if the whole person was dizzy.

What's wrong with her?

Song churan took a few deep breaths. After calming down a little, he opened the quilt and planned to watch TV for a while.

After sitting in bed, song churan reached for his mobile phone and found a glass of milk on the bedside table.

This is Lu Juncheng prepared it for her?

Although it is not sure whether it is, the cup has been lifted by song churan and handed to his lips. It is warm and comfortable for everyone.

But the more I drink it, I feel a little sweet.

When did you buy sweet milk in the refrigerator?

However, he seems to have become a little different recently.

Is she going to honor what she said before? As long as he breaks off the relationship with Tang Xin, she will try with him?

What is the answer? Song churan doesn't feel clear in his heart.

Want to put down, reluctant to give up.

But if you do not let go, there is always a thing in the heart, diaphragm should be very uncomfortable.

The more I think, the more song churan's heart feels like lice all over the body. It's hard.

Put down the cup, song churan picked up the remote control and mobile phone from the bedside table.

Turn on the TV, and when the page appears, song churan looks down at his mobile phone and finds a short message.

So late, is it Jiaojiao?

Click to open a look, song churan found that it was sent by Quan Shaoxiang.

The other side only said: "have time, I want to ask you to have a meal!"

Simple and clear, but song churan is not a fool.

Quan Shaoxiang asked her to go out. I'm afraid it's not a serious conversation. Song churan directly deleted the message and put the mobile phone aside.

She really didn't care about such a boring person.

When Lu Juncheng came out of the bath, he saw that song churan was sitting on the bed watching TV, and he came directly to her.

"Done?"

Song churan unintentionally turned his head and looked at Lu Juncheng, and immediately burst into laughter.

Song churan is not short, but very thin.

And Lu Juncheng looks very thin, but in Song churan's wide loose robe, to Lu Juncheng's body, naturally become like tights.

When song churan wore a nightgown that went over the knee, Lu Juncheng didn't wear it as a hip skirt."Is that funny?"

Lu Juncheng embarrassed with a black face, and then opened the quilt directly on the bed.

Seeing that Lu Juncheng came to the edge, song churan seemed to have opened the alert again. Even if Lu Juncheng looks really funny at the moment, she can't laugh.

Lonely men and few women living in a room, song churan is really a little afraid now.

"What's the matter?"

Lu Juncheng saw that song churan moved to the side, he slightly twisted his eyebrows, and then looked at Song churan with some helplessness and asked, "are you afraid of me?"

"No, you think too much!"

The mouth is like this, but Lu Juncheng found that song churan's hand was clinging to the quilt.

It's not tension. What is it?