The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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Yu Jiangqing tightly controlled her limbs, imprisoned her body.

However, Ding Ning's strength is greater than that of ordinary girls. Even he, he also needs to exert all his energy.

"Ningning--"

"No, it's not like that." Ding Ning yelled, and raised his hand to hit Yu Jiangqing's face directly, "Who makes you move my house, who makes you move my house."

Move my home?

In a word, it turned into a sharp dagger, straight into Yu Jiangqing's heart.

In her cognition, this is her home. Does the house in the military compound of City B have nothing to do with her?

Does Yu Jiangqing have nothing to do with her?

Yu Jiangqing let go, Ding Ning stumbled and ran out, smashing everything that could be smashed outside.

Yu Jiangqing went out and stood at the door of the bedroom watching Ding Ning smash something.

The room seemed to be quiet until the room became messy, the curtains were torn, everything on the sofa was thrown to the ground, the kettle on the table and everything was broken into pieces.

Yu Jiangqing slowly walked over, watching Ding Ning who was still gasping for a while, picked up a fruit knife that had not been unsealed from the ground, and then handed the knife handle to Ding Ning. Maybe you want to smash me too. "

In a word, it is not trivial, but with endless ridicule.

Ding Ning stood in disarray, his eyes falling on the handle of the dagger.

She didn't move, nor did he move.

From time to time in the room there was a slight cracking sound from the debris under their feet. Ding Ning's foot was scratched with a small trace and blood spilled.

Yu Jiangqing slowly took her hand, and then placed the handle in her palm. The unopened blade still scratched the hand that was held on it because of the excessive force being held.

"I originally thought that at least I could still have some place in your heart, but now it seems that I think too much." Yu Jiangqing said, blood flowing down his fingers.

One drop, one drop—

Then a small **** petal splashed on the floor.

"I bear you first, you hate me for granted, but I take your refusal to leave as if you still have a trace of love for me. I was wrong, you refused to leave, not because of your love, but It ’s because, I ’m the only one you are still familiar with. ”Yu Jiangqing said, taking a step forward, placing the tip of the dagger on his chest.

Ding Ning instinctively wanted to retreat, but Yu Jiangqing controlled his wrist.

"I want to take you back here, I think, at least for you, there will be a sense of security." Yu Jiangqing said, taking another step forward, the dagger punctured the chest slightly, "This will make you feel secure , But everything here is made by people, so it ’s not yours, including me. "

Ding Ning stared at the position of his chest, the blood on the cotton shirt slowly overflowed, she wanted to call, but she didn't know what she wanted to call.

"In the past two months, I have begged you to speak, and it is so difficult for me to give me a response. You are willing to go out with me, and you are willing to send a message to Ye Yuwei, but you refuse to give me a response, even if it is only the simplest reply. "Yu Jiangqing said, the right hand holding the dagger had already been infected with red blood, but he still didn't let go," Ding Ning, I can do everything, I did it, I can't do it, I'm working hard Do it, what do you think of me? "

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