I Just Want to Divorce

The rhythmic music in the bar was just right at the high tide, and the pitch was rising almost to the point of breaking through the sky. The thumping drums were heavier and heavier, and the green radish leaves on the sink were shaking slightly.

Yan Xiao stood on the spot without making a sound or moving.

Ye Fei, who said no, had a frivolous and careless tone, as if Yan Xiao was an insignificant pebble on the side of the road. It doesn't matter as much as he likes Fantastic Flowers, whether he ignores it or kicks it away, it doesn't matter.

A kind of silk-like pain surfaced in my heart, dense and pervasive.

Yan Xiao put his hand into his pocket, took out a small red book and opened it.

In the photo in the upper right corner, Ye Fei in a white shirt is smiling happily beside him.

The raised steel seal and the unique marriage certificate number, like the most impeccable evidence in the world, gave Yan Xiao a new confidence and comfort.

Yan Xiao watched for a while, until he heard the sound of the toilet rotary lock being turned, and put it back.

"I won't drink when I go back for a while," Ye Fei pressed the pump button and opened the door, "I feel a little dizzy, I'll get up tomorrow..."

Ye Fei's voice stopped abruptly.

He almost thought that he was hallucinating when he was drunk, otherwise how could he see Yan Xiao here, and even rubbed his eyes childishly. After a while, he asked in amazement, "Why are you here?"

The fact that Yan Xiao came to the bar was no less shocking to him than seeing aliens visiting the earth.

In his impression, if he invited Yan Xiao to drink, Yan Xiao would just look at him blankly, and then asked in confusion and puzzled: "Is your self-worth reflected in the amount of alcohol you drink?"

Yan Xiao looked directly into his eyes and said calmly, "I'm here to find you."

Ye Fei put her hand under the sensor tap and said while washing her hands, "How did you know I was here?"

Yan Xiao quickly replied: "Ye Yao told me."

You don't need to think about Ye Fei to know that Ye Yao has no good intentions. It just disappointed him, his relationship with Yan Xiao was not what he thought. Ye Fei hummed, still suffering too few beatings.

He shook off the water droplets on his hand and clicked on the album on his mobile phone.

The angle he captured that day was very good. Not only did he capture Ye Yao's distorted expression after being beaten, but the glass **** surrounding him was also very clear.

However, this is not the most important thing. The beauty of this photo is that anyone who knows Ye Yao can recognize at a glance that the embarrassed person is him.

For such a little idiot, he treats them one by one. Don't you love face? Today he wants him to have no face at all.

Ye Fei flipped through the WeChat address book, found a supplier she had worked with, and sent the photo: "Use this photo to print 300 sets of T-shirts for me."

Ye Yao is arrogant, his eyes are only looking up, he has always been dismissive of these suppliers and has never had contact with them, so the suppliers don't know him at all.

After seeing what Ye Fei sent, the supplier was first happy, and immediately replied—

[Chongshang Wenyin: Receive it, arrange it immediately. 】

Suppliers are also clever. Generally speaking, if the company needs, there will be people in charge of purchasing to contact them. Now that Ye Fei went out in person and didn't say anything about the contract, he already knew it.

[Chongshangwenyin: smuggling your private accounts? 】

【Brother Fei: Mmmm. 】

[Chongshang Wenyin: OK, no problem, I will notify you after printing. 】

Ye Fei put down her phone and saw Yan Xiao standing beside him like a **** of the door. Her heart moved, and she couldn't help but wanted to tease him: "What are you doing for me, do you miss me?"

Yan Xiao didn't answer, just looked straight at him.

Ye Fei took out a cigarette, touched it for a long time without finding the lighter, scolded secretly, and said to Yan Xiao, "Mr. Yan, borrow a fire."

Yan Xiao was stunned for a moment, but did not move.

Just when Ye Fei wanted to ask again, Yan Xiao suddenly turned to Gu Ruijia, who was watching the fun: "I've seen you smoking."

Gu Ruijia, like a student who was suddenly carried to the stage by the dean of the classroom, straightened his back instantly and stammered, "Yes, yes."

what happened? Why did the boss suddenly cue him?

Could it be that there is actually a deep meaning behind these simple words?

How to do? His **** brain! He can't guess!

Yan Xiao stretched out a hand and said politely, "Please lend me the cigarette and lighter."

"Oh, okay." Although Gu Ruijia didn't know why, he still gave Yan Xiao the things as quickly as possible.

Ye Fei took a step forward and was about to get it. Unexpectedly, Yan Xiao turned slightly to avoid his movements.

...Is this deliberately jealous of him?

Yan Xiao didn't know what he was thinking, he held the cigarette, lit it, and took a light breath.

"You—" Ye Fei raised her eyebrows and was about to get angry when Yan Xiao suddenly reached out and raised his chin.

Yan Xiao is tall and his hands are bigger than Ye Fei's, but the strength of holding Ye Fei's chin is very small, which he can just bear without feeling pain.

Ye Fei is a mouth gun king, action bronze.

Being hit by Yan Xiao's sudden ambiguity, his mind went blank, he couldn't say a word, he could only watch that handsome face getting closer and closer to him—

Gu Ruijia is even more stupid, hello? Does anyone remember if he's still here?

If you want, can you go home and do it again? Is it uncomfortable for the 2.2-meter bed, or is it not enough to roll on the 400-square-meter flat? Why did he choose to be in front of his single dog?

Gu Ruijia only felt like a bright light bulb, emitting a scorching light in the toilet.

He glanced at Ye Fei, who was already lost, with contempt, didn't he feel it? This is so emotional!

Get out of the **** marriage! Made him!

Gu Ruijia didn't even dare to wash her hands, she held her breath and moved out one step at a time, even the corners of her clothes were covered with a few words.

In the bathroom, Yan Xiao approached Ye Fei and lit him with his burning cigarette.

His movements are a bit clumsy, but very serious, depicting little by little, igniting step by step, patient and persistent.

Ye Fei raised her eyes.

Yan Xiao's lips were very thin, the kind that would be mercilessly criticized. The lip shape is very beautiful, the lip line is clear, the lips are soft, and it looks very kissable.

At the bar tonight, many people came to chat with Ye Fei.

Can take the initiative without hesitation and have more or less confidence in his appearance. Indeed, it is more than enough for those who come to be called handsome and beautiful outside.

But it depends on who you compare it to.

In front of Yan Xiao, these people were completely turned into scum in seconds.

However, what's the use of being good-looking, Yan Xiao is a person who does not need sex, life, and life, and the only function of the waist is probably to drain water.

Ye Fei sighed secretly and pushed Yan Xiao away.

"Tsk," Ye Fei exhaled a cigarette ring and looked up and down Yan Xiao with a playful look in her eyes, "Mr. Yan is seducing me?"

"I didn't," Yan Xiao looked at Ye Fei suspiciously, as if he didn't understand why he said that. He felt that seduction was a bad word, so he racked his brains and explained, "You borrow fire from me, I don't have it, so I asked Gu Ruijia to ask for it. Gu Ruijia gave it to me, I ordered it first, and then I ordered it for you. There was no hooking. -lead."

Ye Fei flicked the cigarette ash with a smile in her eyes: "Then why don't you just use a lighter for me?"

"That's what you gave me that day—" Yan Xiao said here, and suddenly discovered the key point, "Are you seducing me?"

Ye Fei, who was suddenly turned against the army: "..."

He wanted to fool this matter, but Yan Xiao was blind, and asked reluctantly, "Is that Ye Fei?"

In the last second, Yan Xiao hated the word seduction, but this second Yan Xiao liked it very much. Of course, that's not to say he's a fickle person.

The world develops with movement, and the previous Yan Xiao is not the current Yan Xiao.

"It's a head." Ye Fei opened the door angrily, "Don't you want to go home? Are you going?"

Seeing that Yan Xiao still didn't move, he raised his eyes: "Why, are you going to talk about divorce in the toilet?"

"You're drunk," Yan Xiao walked up to his side and brought up the divorce, without resisting like he did yesterday, "What you say doesn't count."

"Really?" Rogue Ye Fei said, "Why do you judge me to be drunk? I also said I didn't."

Yan Xiao seemed to have expected Ye Fei's words, and a smile flashed in his eyes. A little proud and a little proud: "I bought a portable alcohol tester."

Ye Fei: "…"

Ye Fei: "???" Yan Xiao, as expected of you!

Ye Fei didn't feel in the mood to continue playing after being caught by Yan Xiao. In addition to persuading Gu Ruijia not to invest, he came to the bar to find a man to develop something that could not be described below the neck.

However, after looking for it all night, I didn't come across even one that was pleasing to the eye. Coupled with drinking and dizziness, it is better to go home and sleep.

Just after eleven o'clock, it was when the bar was full. Yan Xiao and Ye Fei's faces were originally big killers, and when they stood together, the lethality was multiplied and superimposed, attracting people's attention like magnets.

There are those who are brave enough to even ram here on purpose.

Yan Xiao's face was cold and expressionless, and he looked very uneasy. On the other hand, Ye Fei had a smile on the corners of her lips, her demeanor was elegant, her gestures were a little careless, and she looked like a regular visitor.

This kind of heavenly dish that is rarely seen in a hundred years, how can it be easily let go.

If it wasn't for Ye Fei hiding quickly, she wouldn't know how much she would take advantage of.

After another man pretended to have no intention of leaning over, Yan Xiao stepped forward and blocked Ye Fei behind him.

There was a small gap in the crowded crowd, Ye Fei followed Yan Xiao out one step at a time. She was not happy, but she no longer had to deal with the ensuing harassment.

Yan Xiao's driver was waiting outside. After the two sat down, the car started slowly.

Surrounded by a familiar and peaceful atmosphere, Ye Fei was a little sleepy, chatting with Yan Xiao one after another. With effort, he opened his eyes, pointed to the extra little thing in the back seat that looked like a mobile phone, and asked, "What is this?"

Yan Xiao is a person with serious obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Ye Fei reached out and fiddled with it, these extra gadgets really didn't look like his style.

"Portable alcohol tester." Yan Xiao said.

Ye Fei: "…"

Ye Fei was a little funny and a little helpless, he couldn't understand why Yan Xiao was so persistent about not getting a divorce. After more than half a year of marriage, they don't actually have much intersection in life, and finding another one after divorce will never affect him too much.

But... a flash of light flashed in Ye Fei's mind, maybe Yan Xiao just wanted this state?

All the things that she didn't understand were instantly integrated. Ye Fei remembered that in the studio that day, her unintentional teasing made Yan Xiao very unhappy, and she suddenly found a way to get him divorced quickly.

What Yan Xiao needs is a partner who abides by the rules and never goes beyond it, so he will do the opposite!

The more Ye Fei thought about it, the happier she became, she fell asleep without noticing, and didn't wake up until the door of the house.

"Ye Fei." Yan Xiao looked at Ye Fei who was sleeping in a ball and called him.

Ye Fei fell asleep unconsciously.

"Ye Fei," Yan Xiao hesitated for a few seconds, then stretched out his hand and pushed him stiffly, "I'm home."

Ye Fei snorted, but still didn't wake up.

The air-conditioning in the car was running very low, Ye Fei slept with her cheeks flushing, her beautiful eyes closed quietly, and her long and thick eyelashes drooped down, giving him a sense of innocence that he had never seen before.

Yan Xiao stared at him for a while without blinking before pushing him again: "Ye Fei."

"Huh?" Ye Fei opened her eyes in a daze, and said blankly, "Are you there yet?"

Yan Xiao made a "hmm" sound.

Ye Fei struggled to get up, his movements were too big, and he accidentally pulled the third button on the neckline.

Ye Fei didn't pay attention, she opened the car door and was about to go out.

Yan Xiao stopped him, reached out and pointed to his chest: "Your button."

Ye Fei glanced down and smiled lightly: "It's okay." She got out of the car.

Yan Xiao looked at Ye Fei, and then at the driver who was sitting still in the driver's seat.

Ye Fei turned her head: "What?"

Yan Xiao immediately let go of him.

Yan Xiao didn't speak, just reached out and squeezed the button.

Well, the **** OCD. Ye Fei shrugged and let him move without moving.

Yan Xiao lowered his eyes and pressed the button into the buttonhole. As the fingers slid, the curled knuckles seemed to touch Ye Fei's collarbone inadvertently, lightly and cherishly.