Ex-wife, Remarry to Me

Song churan didn't speak. She just closed her eyes and laughed.

"What are you laughing at?"

Hearing the laughter, Lu Juncheng held her chin and said, "don't think I dare to do anything to you. Song churan, I tolerate you, but I sympathize with you. You'd better show me some sense. If I see you flirting with other men again, I'll tell you, I have many ways to embarrass you! "

Song churan did not speak, listening to the sound of the door being closed, she huddled together.

Tell yourself in your heart that she is alive again!

The summer outside the window is lively.

The winter inside the car is cold.

After a long time, song churan sat up and put on his bathrobe again.

The night outside the window, there is no light in the city, so it is more dark.

By the window, there is a fire point, sometimes light and dark.

Leaning against the car, Lu Juncheng's cigarette, one by one.

When he heard what she said on the phone, he thought that if he tortured her, he would feel happy and feel better.

But I don't know why, looking at her like a corpse lying under his body, he just felt angry!

Very angry, very angry!

When his father asked him to marry her, he didn't agree, because at that time he liked a girl very much. He felt in his heart that he had to marry her all his life.

But her appearance destroyed all his previous plans.

He hates it!

Thinking of his love that died of no disease, Lu Juncheng could not help but take a deep breath, and then spit out the smoke.

Leave the cigarette butt on the ground and put it out with your shoes.

Before driving, Lu Juncheng glanced at Song churan from the rearview mirror.

"Don't think you are so rare. I'll tell you song churan. Next time, if you let me see you go to that kind of place again, I'll beat your legs!"

Song churan did not speak, she just silently leaned on the chair, closed her eyes.

She felt very tired!

In the heart specially tired!

She didn't know what she was still insisting on, and whether she loved him too much or was used to his torture.

If it is a habit, then she is really too cheap.

But if it's love, how long can she hold on to such love?

Lu Juncheng did not send song churan back. It was inconvenient to return to Lu's home so late, so he simply went to his house in the city.

Usually when working, Lu Juncheng lives here more.

Song churan knows the address of all the houses under Lu Juncheng's name, but he has never been there.

Now suddenly standing in the living room of his home, song churan feels like a dream, but God can't slow down.

"What are you doing there? You're going to stand all night, aren't you? "

Lu Juncheng gave song churan a bad look, then turned around and opened the door of the guest room.

"You sleep in this room tonight!"

Said, Lu Juncheng opened the door of the next bedroom.

Looking at the bedroom door was closed, song churan just looked down to see his own confusion.

She really needs a good bath and a rest.

The decoration in the guest room is the same as that of the living room, minimalism, style and generosity!

But because it is too simple, so less flavor of life.

Or, it's human!

Close the door, song churan went to the closet to get a set of pajamas, and then turned to the bathroom.

When I took a bath, I found that several pieces of my body were bruised, and I felt pain when I touched it with my hand.

But this time it's OK. On the wedding day, it's really terrible.

That night, Lu Juncheng drank a lot. When he was helped to her bed by a group of friends, he could not stand up.

But in the middle of the night, when she was awakened by her discomfort, Lu Juncheng vented his anger and called the girl's name.

In fact, she knew it in her heart.

But she is not willing to admit that the man she loves has no status in her heart for so many years.

Forget it, the more I think about the past, I just want to make my present situation more embarrassing.

She will go abroad next week. The project to be discussed is not small, so she is under great pressure.

What should be prepared song churan is almost ready, just hope to be able to calm down his mood, don't come up with any fork at that time.

Dressed and out of the bathroom, song churan found Lu Juncheng smoking on the bed in her room.

"What are you doing here so late?"

"My house, I can stay anywhere!"————

Song churan is too tired to compete with him today.

Open the quilt on the bed, turn off the lamp at the head of the bed, close your eyes and sleep.

But suddenly there was another person in the room, and she was not used to it.

I endured in bed for a long time, but I didn't feel sleepy at all.

Lu Juncheng smokes the cigarette in his hand, then puts the ashtray on the ground, and takes a look at Song churan.

"Sure enough, a heartless woman!"

"Heart and lung are not used to accompany your nerves. Lu Juncheng, if you still can't sleep, you can think for me about what I should say when I meet those reporters tomorrow!"