Wife contract has expired: want to remarry, no way!

Looking at the direction of the box door, Qiao Siyu pulled his heart and deepened his jealousy of Tang Wanliang.

Obviously, both of them are civilian women with different groups at school. Why, no matter where she goes, she will always be the foil of Tang Wanliang. She is unwilling!

……

Han Jingchu took Tang Wanliang in his arms and went all the way out of Dijing bar. The black Bentley stopped outside and assistant Xu Ming sat in the driver's seat.

The man opened the rear door and directly stuffed the drunken man in his arms.

Then he bent down, expensive Handmade Black Leather shoes and boarded the door“ drive a car! Go back to the apartment. "

Tang Wanliang narrowed his eyes, a red face, buried in the man's thigh, and unconsciously muttered, "I want to drink... Another bottle! I can still drink... I haven't had enough yet... "

"Oh! Just took a sip and poured it out, and then another bottle... "Han Jingchu said contemptuously," Tang Wanliang, you'd better explain to me the reason why you appeared in the bar box today! "

"Han Jingchu, you are an asshole, devil, son of a bitch!" Drunk Tang Wanliang suddenly frowned and shouted unconsciously. In fact, his mind had already become a mess of paste.

Hearing the speech, Han Jingchu's face immediately sank, as black as the bottom of a pot.

Even Xu Ming, the assistant in the driver's seat, couldn't help but look at Tang Wanliang more sympathetically in the rearview mirror. The president's wife is so brave that she dares to scold the president face to face as a villain, devil, change her state

"Tang Wanliang, tell me again!" Han Jingchu fiercely stared at the little woman who didn't know how to live or die in front of him. As soon as he exerted his thumb and index finger, he immediately pinched the woman's jaw.

"Oh... Pain... Let me go... Han Jingchu, you bastard, why do you always bully me... What did I do wrong..." Tang Wanliang closed his eyes, his delicate little face was full of pain, and tears came from the corners of his eyes.

The president of Korea University, who was still angry, saw that the little woman didn't have the usual teeth and claws. She suddenly looked wronged, and her heart was suddenly soft and in a mess.

This dead woman! It's always easy to cause his mood swings - damn it!

"Tang Wanliang, wake up!" Han Jingchu loosened her and shouted at her.

However, where would the drunken woman listen to his orders and wave her hands in the air? The next moment, a small face suddenly fell into the unspeakable position of his trousers without warning.

Han Jingchu's face became darker. He took a cold breath, and his blood was steaming out of one place.

Tang Wanliang's hands held him, and his small mouth directly pecked him, "what a hot carrot... Delicious..."

Han Jingchu frowned and gnashed his teeth. "Tang Wanliang, are you intentional? Deliberately hook. Lead me? "

Just now, the little woman who was still crazy and noisy suddenly closed her eyes, lay on the man's thigh and snored——

Han Jingchu looked at this scene and clenched his fists again and again. He was more angry and more sure that this woman must have been intentional!

……

Back in the apartment, he kicked open the door. Han Jingchu went to the big bed and was just about to throw the hateful woman in his arms onto the big bed——

The line of sight inadvertently caught a glimpse of the woman's sleeping face. The black and long eyelashes covered the eyelids and cast a scallop shaped shadow. With one of her fingers in her mouth, she unconsciously sucked and sucked.

"How old are you? You have to gnaw your fingers like a child. It's childish!" Han Jingchu scolded angrily.

The movement on the arm, but involuntarily lightened.

Carefully put the woman on the big bed, pull the quilt, cover it for her, and tuck in the quilt corner.

After doing all this, Han Jingchu was about to lift his step and leave. Suddenly, he stretched out a hand and grabbed his wrist.

"No... don't go..." the little face lying on the soft pillow, frowned with his nose, and shouted reluctantly.

Han Jingchu picked his eyebrows. His long legs subconsciously didn't step forward. He turned back and sat by the edge of the bed.

This dead woman is keeping him?

"Tang Wanliang... Do you know who I am? Do you know who you're shouting not to go? " Han Jingchu leaned down and approached her head bit by bit.

Until the distance between them is close to the tip of the nose. As long as he goes lower, he and Tang Wanliang can kiss at any time.

"Don't go... Don't leave me..." Tang Wanliang closed his eyes and poured out his red lips one by one.