The male god of the wall: cute and black

Chapter 789
"I'm the one who's been bullied all the time..." Fan Qingling whimpered and roared, sniffling.

Zhou Jue was stunned for a moment with the hand pinching her neck, seeing the bruises on her body, her face was a little uncomfortable.

With this horrible and devastated appearance, as if he had really passed it, Zhou Jue let go of his hand with a flash of uneasiness on his face.

"Why are you here?" Zhou Jue glanced away and asked unnaturally.

"Heh..." Fan Qingling sneered.

If he hadn't been drunk and pestered her all the time, how could she be here?

"Where have you been these four years?" Zhou Jue stood up, looked down at her, and gritted his teeth in an extraordinary tone.

He always thought that the woman ran away with his property.

The moment Fan Qingling let go, he quickly fastened the strap of the bathrobe.

After doing all this, she got up from the bed, glanced at the pieces of clothing on the carpet, a mocking light flashed in her eyes, stepped on it barefoot, and walked towards the door.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Zhou Jue suddenly shouted, looking at the woman's thin back.

Fan Qingling remained silent and continued walking.

Zhou Jue clenched her fists, this woman is in need of cleaning up.

"Go out with your appearance?" Zhou Jue gritted his teeth in anger, and his eyes fell on her neck and collarbone, which were full of ambiguous marks.

Oh, how cruel and violent he is, leaving so many traces.

"Let go." Please suddenly shake off his hand and continue to walk out.

She was already disappointed in him, and she didn't love him anymore. What happened before was like being bitten by a dog.

"Damn." Zhou Jue cursed, and suddenly, Fan Qingling slammed into the wall behind him, his eyes were red, he bent down, and the two of them looked at each other.

Fan Qingling stared at him with eyes full of hatred. Originally, Zhou Jue was angry, but when he touched those bruises, he felt a little guilty.

"It's only natural for me to sleep with my wife." Zhou Jue glanced away and said with some embarrassment.

The two of them are not divorced, so there is nothing wrong with that.

"Besides, you left without a word for four years, and I haven't settled with you yet." Zhou Jue continued.

After I finished speaking, the more I thought about it, the more reasonable I felt.

The eyes of the two collided again in the air, Zhou Jue clasped her chin, and his eyes settled on her charming and alluring red lips.

It was too intense last night, her cherry red lips were slightly red and swollen, but this feeling not only did not detract from the woman's points, but added a different style.

Staring, staring, Zhou Jue suddenly became hot all over, and his gaze became hot unconsciously.

In the past four years, he occasionally thought of her, and sometimes wondered what she was doing at the moment.

In any case, she was his legitimate wife.

Although, marrying her was an impulse.

The moment he pressed his lower lip and was about to get closer, Fan Qingling suddenly glanced away.

"Let's get a divorce." Fan Qingling's indifferent voice sounded in the room.

Zhou Jue was stunned, and he didn't react to the expression of being tapped for a minute.

Did he hear wrong just now, this woman wants to divorce him?
After blinking several times, her scrutinizing eyes settled on her face.

No, I must have misheard just now, so I straightened her face and prepared to continue.

"Don't touch me." Fan Qingling suddenly broke out and pushed him out forcefully, Zhou Jue was caught off guard and hit the wall behind him.

"Why are you so hypocritical?" Zhou Jue was angry, rubbing her aching head after a hangover, and cursed loudly.

(End of this chapter)