Narrow Chu Fei’s distant voice is very low, just like a stream slamming into her eardrum. "Qiao Mei, you want a divorce to free yourself from hatred. It’s not difficult for me to let go, but I’m too addicted to you and I can’t get enough. Since you can’t be Chu’s daughter-in-law and my wife, be my Chu Fei’s far lover."

Lover?
Song anqiao is going crazy.
Beat him, scratch his hand, pinch his ear. What lover does she want? To put it bluntly, this identity is shady.
"Chu Fei far I don’t … well"
Don’t let her say no, quickly seal her lips, let her walk away from the wall, change her posture and re-enter the new entanglement …
Chapter 11 You don’t lose money if you marry.
Early the next day, Song Anqiao was awakened by the alarm clock and closed his eyes to find the alarm clock, and he touched the man’s face.
Suddenly, Chu Fei slept soundly with his eyes open, and he was so tired after washing and supporting her all night.
Song anqiao couldn’t get up even when he dropped his alarm clock. He simply invited the hypothesis that he had a fever and headache. Of course, he took a day off and deducted 150 yuan.
Song anqiao glared at the sleeping man, her hard-earned money!
Later, on second thought, Song Anqiao gave it to Chufei when it was 150 yuan.
In his dream, Song Anqiao scolded himself for his big heart. You should kick him hard and let him go!
Song anqiao vaguely heard him pick up the voice when he was asleep. "Well, don’t worry about me when you eat."
Later, she heard him say, "I will take care of my own affairs. You don’t have to worry about it. I really want to enjoy my current state and have no plans to get married again."
What did he say later? Song Anqiao couldn’t hear clearly. He was carried into his arms in a daze, and his forehead was a shallow kiss.
When they woke up, it was past four o’clock in the afternoon.
Song anqiao was so hungry that he had a stomachache and curled up with his hands. He got up and poured her a glass of water to help her. He said, "Let’s have some water first and eat."
After drinking the water, Song Anqiao relaxed, wrapped in being stuck in bed and unwilling to get up from Chufei. Looking at her with wise eyes, Gherardini "What’s the matter? Dare not change clothes in front of me? "
"You go out," Song Anqiao said.
Chu Fei sat on the bed and ignored her for a long time. Song Anqiao got up angrily and quickly changed his clothes in front of him.
Got up and pinched her waist. Chufei laughed deeply. "Love is not enough."
Song anqiao gave him a "shame"
Going out for dinner Song Anqiao deliberately took Chu Fei far to a shabby little restaurant and asked for two bowls of noodles with gravy.
Chu Fei is far from eating and has no appetite.
Song Anqiao stared at him, "Don’t get used to it, don’t get used to it, hurry away."
Picked up chopsticks ChuFei far barely ate two deep accent "tantrums with me? You make me spoil you. "
"…" A bowl of noodles Song Anqiao angrily finished eating.
Song Anqiao beside the road turned red with anger. "When do you want to talk to me? I won’t be your lover! "
Chufeiyuan frowned and said nothing.
Song anqiao feels bad. What is this? Is your wife out of her mind to be his lover?
Seeing that he couldn’t make sense, Song Anqiao was so anxious that he wanted to cry and punched him in the chest. "Stop following me or I’ll call the police and call you a stalker!"
Chu Feiyuan chuckled at the lip corner, and if there is something that seems to be evil, "You can report my status and status for less than a minute. I don’t mind sharing the news with you. I can still pester you more because of stalkers."
“……”
Song anqiao really wants to spit at him and scold him a few dirty words.
However, after searching for a long time, Song Anqiao didn’t think of a dirty word and stared at him for a long time. He turned around and walked forward.
Chufei took a long time to follow, and Song Anqiao really couldn’t stand the divorce, so he divorced. What’s more unclear?
Very not easy to reduce the hatred for Chu family, long hatred for Chu, and Chu Fei’s hatred suddenly deepened. How can you forgive her for killing her father?
Even if it was an accident, her father was gone after all. How can a life be repaid? Want her to kill Chu Chang? She can’t kill him. Chu Fei is far from feeling well, and she is also ashamed.
What resentment? Song anqiao thought about it for twenty years, waiting for her father to come home with a sigh of relief, but suddenly he heard that he was dead. It was too stuffy for him to get caught in his chest.
Once, when the Song family had a harder life, Song Anqiao always wished her father was at home, so her mother didn’t work hard and she wouldn’t live hard.
When her father is here, she will be like other girls of the same age, wearing princess dresses and telling her parents to spend money on some candy.
She has hardly lived a day since her father disappeared.
Generally, she is too distressed. Look at her. She is about to cry. She sighs and puts her arm around her shoulder. "Okay, okay, don’t cry. I’m not going to toss you for another night. I want to send you to the building. You really don’t want me to go. It’s not a good boy to cry."
"I don’t want you to send it," Song Anqiao said with tears.
Chu Fei let her go. "I’ll watch you here and I won’t bother you today."
Song anqiao believed him. He turned around and walked slowly towards renting a house.
Watching her go far away in situ raised my hand and pinched my eyebrows and had a headache.
Che Chufei’s eyes were a little dim, and his mind started to accelerate. Verbally, he said that he wouldn’t disturb her today, and he didn’t say that he couldn’t go tomorrow.
On the 27th day of the divorce, he climbed into her bed decisively. Although it sounds disgraceful, Chu Feiyuan is quite confident.
Chujia villa
Chu’s mother waited and waited until her son came back, but no one answered. Chu Fei came in slowly and was about to call the company.
The dark eyes hide a smile, and Chu Fei’s distant voice is faint. "What’s the matter, Mom?"
Chu mother looked at her eyes strangely, and her son hasn’t smiled since the divorce. What’s with the smile in her eyes?
When a child has a happy event, his mother can’t help but ask, "Have you met something on your mind?"
Is it so obvious that Chu Fei is touching Ba with eyebrows?
"No heart" Chu Fei is far indifferent "I found my lost valuables"
Mother Chu frowned. "What is valuable for my son?"
She knows that her son has never been so concerned about things.
Chu Feiyuan’s eyes were faint and his lips smiled gently. "Mom, don’t ask me what you want to see me about?"