Madam, the entire entertainment industry is looking forward to your divorce

Chapter 711 Unique
Song Anhao skillfully took Shen Xiuran's hand, unlocked the phone, and opened WeChat.

Shen Xiuran: "...??"

Ji Shao: "...??"

Song Anhao flipped through the chat records, pointing his finger at it: "One, two, three, four...eight, nine, ten... I called you Xiuran ten times in total."

Shen Xiuran: "...??"

Ji Shao quietly glanced at the couple.

At this moment, he felt that he was not suitable to stay here.

So, she got up very consciously, left the suite temporarily, and gave the couple a chance to be alone.

Ji Shao left.

Song Anhao simply let go, sat down on Shen Xiuran's lap, put his hands around his neck, and said with a smile, "Honey, your old lover is looking for you!"

Looking at her smiling face, Shen Xiuran felt chills down his spine.

Inexplicably panicked.

"I don't have an old flame."

Shen Xiuran answered firmly.

Song Anhao raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said sourly: "You are so affectionate! I have never called you that before!"

"...??"

Shen Xiuran's upper arms wrapped around Song Anhao's slender waist, and his chin rested on her neck. The warm breath sprayed on her skin, causing her to tremble.

"I like the name husband."

Song Anhao pursed her lips and remained silent.

Shen Xiuran continued: "Only you can say these two words."

Song Anhao refused to let go: "Isn't Xue Wanqing the only one who calls Xiuran?"

Shen Yirou's name is Shen Xiuran's uncle.

Jian Siling, Lu Youting, and Ye Junchen all called him the boss.

Including Mr. Shen, who is also named Shen Xiuran.

The rest of the people called Shen Xiuran Mr. Shen, or Mr. Shen.

Xiuran, isn't Xue Wanqing's exclusive title!
Shen Xiuran looked at her swollen little face, pulled out the phone from her hand, and quickly tapped the screen with his slender fingers.

"Please call me Mr. Shen in the future, otherwise, I will block you."

Shen Xiuran returned the message.

Before Xue Wanqing could be happy, the smile on his face froze instantly after reading the content of the message clearly.

Lin Hefeng and her were lying naked on the sofa in the studio. After a great battle, the two were sweating profusely. Lin Hefeng held Xue Wanqing in his arms. Seeing that her expression was not right, he hurriedly asked: " What's the matter with you? Are you okay?"

Xue Wanqing's little face, which was flushed with passion, turned pale little by little.

She was shaking with anger.

With trembling lips, he said, "Xiu Ran said, let me call him Mr. Shen."

This is to distance herself from her.

The two have known each other for so many years, she used to call him brother Xiuran.

When she grew up, she called him Xiuran.

Shen Xiuran never corrected her address.

So, for so many years, she has always called it that way.

She had observed secretly.

Around Shen Xiuran, she was the only one who called him that.

This title belongs to her alone.

unique.

However, he suddenly asked her to change her name.

It's still a title that only half-baked people can call - Mr. Shen.

What does it mean?
Is this to completely break away from her?

After hearing her words, Lin Hefeng was happy.

Good distance.

Only by keeping the distance, will Qingqing give up.

Only when she gave up, he had the chance to completely own her.

He didn't care if her first time was given to him.

As long as she is with him, her body only belongs to him, and she only sleeps with him, then he is satisfied.

Although he was happy in his heart, he still pretended to comfort her: "It's okay, maybe it's because I haven't seen you for a few days, he is unfamiliar with you! I will call him later and ask him to accompany you for treatment. If you meet every day, you will Get acquainted again."

Xue Wanqing threw the phone to the ground angrily, turned over and pressed Lin Hefeng under him, and started a new round of fighting.

Two days ago, after she came back from Shajiang Island, she hung out with Lin Hefeng.

In order not to be discovered, she entangled Lin Hefeng on the sofa in the office under the pretext of doing treatment.

After satisfying her physical needs, she sent Shen Xiu a hair dye message as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, what I got was these indifferent words.

She was angry and wronged.

The best way to vent anger and grievances is drunken sex. Love.

Only sex. Love can make people temporarily forget their troubles.

(End of this chapter)