Sick, he's the best

Chapter 139 Cried by Jiang Mingrou

Jiang Mingrou kissed him directly, and the man's pupils suddenly shrank violently, his eyes widened in disbelief, and his whole body stiffened.

His voice was a little weak and weak, the man's bony hands gripped the quilt tightly, his handsome face was slightly red, and his voice was intermittent: "You, you, don't you want to go?"

Jiang Mingrou lowered her head, cupped his face and kissed him.

The man's lips were touched, and the warm lips touched the lips, soft and soft, like QQ candy.

His handsome face flushed again, even his earlobes turned red, and his heart seemed to be provoked out of order.

The little deer bumped and jumped.

Why is she kissing him?
Didn't she just walk away quite neatly?

He suddenly turned his face away from embarrassment and anger, not letting her touch it, and the man shouted fiercely, "Don't kiss me!"

"If you want to go, go!"

"I want to turn around and hold you! I'm a dog!"

He said with righteous indignation: "I said it! Do it!"

"I'm going to divorce you tomorrow!"

He keeps his word!
If he continues to talk to this cold and heartless woman in a low voice, he will be a dog!

Fu Shennian also has a temper!

She is used to it!
Jiang Mingrou held his face, thought for a while, let go of his face, and said lightly: "Okay."

Jiang Mingrou already knew that with her personality, few men would like her, because her skin likes her, and she can't bear her cold personality.

Fu Shennian, probably can't take it anymore?
Jiang Mingrou's chest felt a little stuffy.

If two people can't get along happily together, it's better to let go.

Jiang Mingrou is not a cold hearted person. If she likes Fu Shennian, that's what she likes.

This man, she wants it.

No one else can grab it.

Divorce him.

She can go after him in turn.

This was probably the first time that Jiang Mingrou had never pursued a man before.

He suddenly turned his head to look at her, his eyelashes trembling slightly: "OK?"

What did Jiang Mingrou say?
agreed?

There was a cloud of mist in his eyes, his chest heaved in anger, and the end of the man's eyes turned red: "You still have the face to say yes?"

Jiang Mingrou frowned, not sure what he meant: "Didn't you want to talk about divorce?"

She is going to divorce him, shouldn't he be happy?

Why did you get angry instead?

For the first time, Jiang Mingrou felt a needle in the bottom of a man's heart.

She felt that she didn't know Fu Shennian well enough.

Fu Shennian was even angrier.

He said divorce, she divorced?
Then when he said to get married, why didn't she marry him!
His eyes were piercing, and he roared fiercely: "Jiang Mingrou, you just want to stay away from me!"

"You wish I could divorce me!"

Jiang Mingrou looked at him silently. Fu Shennian is now like an unreasonable child. He has grown up, but his heart is still five years old, like a kindergarten kid... Childish...

Jiang Mingrou moved the corners of her lips, looked at him and said, "You said it yourself."

He pushed back fiercely: "Shut up!"

"You are a woman who doesn't know good and bad!"

"I've never seen you so indifferent!"

With a big hand, the man pushed her aside, picked up the quilt and covered his head, looking aggrieved, a hillock immediately formed on Jiang Mingrou's bed.

Why is he still wronged?
Jiang Mingrou reached out and tore off his quilt: "Are you trying to smother yourself to death?"

The ends of Fu Shennian's eyes were full of redness, and his deep eyes were also stained with water vapor: "Don't touch me!"

"It has nothing to do with you if I die!"

"I'm dead, you can find another dog man!"

He tilted his head and buried his head in the pillow.

He was just pissed.

The more the man thought about it, the angrier he became. He couldn't hit the woman with his hands, and she wanted to be stubborn with him. Fu Shennian immediately cried out of anger.

lifetime.

He never thought that he would have such a useless and wronged day.

Jiang Mingrou lifted his quilt, and she looked at the tears gliding from the corners of his eyes, the long eyelashes were slightly curled, stained with a few drops of water, that beautiful face was also crimson, with a thin glamorous, so pretty.

Although Fu Shennian is a man, his skin is delicate and fair, and he is... pretty good looking.

She stiffened all over.

She never thought that one day, she would see Fu Shennian crying.

He was still provoked to cry by her.

She made him cry?

But... Obviously Jiang Mingrou didn't do anything.

Why is he so petty?
Fu Shennian, it wasn't like this before, that fierce appearance looks like he can eat people, who dares to bully him?
In the entire capital, no one dared to make the Patriarch of the Fu family, Fu Shennian, cry.

If you make him cry about his fate, then he is probably not far from death.

"You...crying...?" Jiang Mingrou said in a nasty way, with complicated eyes.

Jiang Mingrou's mind was also blank, and her movements were like machines.

The man trembled all over, and he shouted awkwardly: "I didn't cry!"

He stretched his slender neck and shouted with a flushed face, "Who is crying?"

Jiang Mingrou: "..."

"Yes, I cried." Jiang Mingrou nodded calmly.

Fu Shennian's breath stuck in his throat, and he wronged himself again.

There was a pang of breath in his chest, he couldn't get up or down, it made him uncomfortable.

Jiang Mingrou glanced at him, got up and got out of bed, turned around and walked out.

Seeing that Jiang Mingrou was about to go out again.

Fu Shennian shouted angrily, "Where are you going?" He was in a hurry.

Jiang Mingrou looked back at him: "Aren't you hungry if you haven't eaten all day?"

Fu Shennian's face froze, and he said stiffly, "I'm not hungry!"

Is she going to cook for herself?
how is this possible.

Jiang Mingrou withdrew her eyes, and said on her own, "Well, then I'll make you a bowl of noodles."

else.

Jiang Mingrou couldn't do it either.

If Mr. Jiang knew that Jiang Mingrou was in the kitchen again, he would probably be so scared that he would buy a plane ticket to go abroad overnight!
I didn't bring it back for ten days and half a month!
Fu Shennian pursed his lips, and couldn't help but feel a little joy in his heart, as if his heart had been smeared with honey.

But when he thought of the relationship between the two now, he immediately suppressed the smile on his lips, so fast that it was invisible.

He refused with a cold face: "No, who wants to eat what you made."

He sneered: "Don't you want to poison me to death!"

Unusual, Jiang Mingrou glanced at him, but didn't get angry with him, she walked out of the room directly.

Fu Shennian just watched her leave.

Hearing the footsteps coming downstairs, Fu Shennian turned over and buried herself on her bed. The sheets exuded a faint smell of washing powder, which was very fresh and mixed with the aroma of roses.

It was the smell coming from Jiang Mingrou.

It smells good.

He hugged the blanket and took a deep breath.

good smell.

He loves it.

Fu Shennian buried his face on Jiang Mingrou's pillow. The quilt was pressed by him, and he sank in. The big bed also lowered a little, and a low laugh came from inside the pillow.

Low, with a faint fineness.

Resounding in the bedroom, it is not difficult to hear the joy in the man's heart.

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