The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

"The disciples hurt Master's heart. I'm sorry, Linger sincerely apologized to Master, please Master forgive me!" After that, he staggered three heads.

When the head was gone, without any warning, the sky suddenly rained.

Jin Qingyan raised his face. When the rain fell on his face, he had the illusion that he was stroking him with his hands.

Because they did not bring an umbrella, four people quickly left here.

Strange to say.

At the parking place, the rain stopped suddenly, just as quickly as when it suddenly fell.

Several people worked together to set up two small tents with their mouths facing the East.

The tent was set up, it wasn't too late, and it would take some time to get dark. The barbecue racks and ingredients were all taken out.

Hugh had dinner together, and returned to their tents to rest.

Xiao Shenyang and Fang Erlan lay together and chatted softly, Fang Erlan was always curious about the past and asked him to tell her.

But he would always be more than enough at a time, and he wouldn't say everything at once.

After talking about the previous thing this time, he suddenly thought of a very important question.

"Do you know what posture you liked in your previous life?"

Fang Er's blue face was red-eared and hot, "I don't know."

"Guess it."

"Rear?"

Xiao Shenyang squinted, "It looks like you really like the post."

"Did you deliberately tell me?" Fang Erlan was shocked that he was being taken away by the truth, and instantly felt that he was so cunning, that he could easily know anything he wanted to know.

"No intention, because you like the past life."

Fang Erlan expressed doubt, "Really?"

"Really."

She pressed her face close to him. "What perfume do you spray every day and why does it smell so good?"

"Have you ever seen me with perfume?"

"Just because I have never seen it before."

"I never use perfume." He winked at her. "I brought it with me."

"Oh, I don't have any scent myself."

"You have ... but only I can smell it." He buried his face in her neck socket and sniffed her body fragrance gently.

Fang Erlan felt itchy and twisted a few times. "It's still early. I can't sleep when I go to bed so early."

"Who made you go to bed so early?"

"Then what do we do?"

"Do what you love." Two powerful arms turned her over, Fang Erlan's heart beat quickly for a half-beat, her hand clutching the blanket, and arching her body slightly unconsciously.

...

The next day.

Xiao Shenyang's spirit was shaking, and Fang Erlan was sleepy.

"Why does Er Lan look like he didn't sleep all night?" An Xiaomen took out the mineral water to pour Jin Qingyan and let him wash his face.

"Changing places, can't sleep ... insomnia." Fang Erlan said with a guilty conscience, she felt that this excuse was too far-fetched. Although they hadn't been moving last night, they had been patient, but they should have heard something. Right?

An Xiaomen smiled and said nothing else.

After a simple breakfast, this trip didn't come to nothing.

The sun on the east gradually came out of the mountain, the light was gentle and soft, and the whole mountain was full of vitality, rain and flowers, and the air was very pleasant.

Four people were standing side by side, facing the new round of sunshine, and they were all very happy. An Xiaomen took out his mobile phone and took a lot of pictures until the dawn. There was a warm sun everywhere.

Stretched a little, packed away and left here.

The air on the mountain is very fresh. When driving down the mountain, the windows are slightly open, which is refreshing.

——

"I think it's better to return Baoer's custody."

When Shi Shaochuan heard Wen Lele saying this, he almost subconsciously answered, "Why?"

"I like this child very much. I don't know if I can have a child of my own now, so I think about it and ask Baoer to come back. I also raised her as my biological daughter. "

"Forget it." Shi Shaochuan refused. "The child asked her to take it. Anyway, she was brought by a dozen births. I don't want to take it anymore."

"That's your child, why don't you want to bring it?" Wen Lele asked.

"Don't mention this topic until the end."

"Even if you don't come back, you'll have to take home with you every three to five, or you'll be unfamiliar with you for a long time."

"You don't need to worry about this." Shi Shaochuan said in a horrible way. "You can take good care of it."

Wen Lele looked at him and answered a word, "OK."

"I'll go out first."

"What are you doing?"

"There is something."

She knew that if she asked again, she wouldn't be able to ask one, two, three, four, and simply shut up and never asked again.

When he left, Wen Lele turned her eyes to the window. Day after day, she spent every day like this. Few people spoke with her and few knew her pain.

There are also very few people. At this time, she has no hope for life. For her, there is no happiness at all.

The ordinary life, once ordinary, seemed to be paradise at this moment, and the life that had longed for the present became hell.

She could never walk out of the mire.

Wen Lele closed her eyes, and the tears that shed each time seemed to be a warning to her.

Hold the hand of the horn tightly, because the knuckles are too white, the knuckles are slightly white.

The originally closed door was pushed open again, Wen Lele looked, and found that Shi Shaochuan, who had just gone out a while later, was back.

"Why are you back again?"

Shi Shaochuan handed her the agreement in her hand, "I thought about it, it's better to give it to you earlier. After all, you have to sign it sooner or later. What's the difference?"

Wen Lele looked at the documents he handed over, and was stung by the five words of the striking divorce agreement.

"You ... want to divorce me?"

"Well, divorce, I won't treat you badly, I will give you more money, and strive to make your clothes and food worry-free in the second half of your life."

"Can more money buy my health and my face? Can more money remove these ugly scars?"

Shi Shaochuan sank in a deep voice. "No one wants this to happen, Lele, I know your mood is uncomfortable, but this is the only way to go. Divorce from you is a certain, there is no other choice."

She took the agreement. "How much do you plan to give me?"

"Give you five million at a time, enough for the rest of your life."

"Five million ..." Wen Lele smiled, "It's quite a lot, according to how many years my salary can earn this figure, Shi Shaochuan, you are so generous, but the couple divorced, isn't the property divided equally?"

"Equally divided?" Shi Shaochuan narrowed his eyes. "It is impossible to divide equally, how long will I marry you? I just went to bed with you once, and you have to divide my property equally, to be honest, because you were injured in my house, so I I only gave you so much money. It ’s compensation for you. What do you want, and do you want to share it with me? "