Late at night, Tang Jingze came back.

He was drunk and helped into the bedroom by a sexy-dressed woman, and after a while, the ambiguous and fiery sound poured into her ears, and the movement became louder and louder.

"Ah, Jing Ze...... Hmmm......"

Separated by a wall, Song Nanqiao closed the soul duck soup with a "snap" on the bed, and the root of his teeth itched with hatred.

This damn Tang Jingze is really getting more and more unpleasant!

In the past, I was just spending a lot of time drinking outside, but now it's better to bring the wild woman directly to the house, and when her wife is dead?

"Jing Ze...... Hurry up!"

The shameless voice became more and more explicit, for fear that the whole city would not hear it, and Song Nanqiao, who was disturbed, was upset.

Be at the end of one's forbearance!

She threw the book aside, didn't bother to put on her shoes, and went barefoot to stand in front of the door of the next room.

"Bang bang!"

"Tang Jingze, get out of here!"

Soon, the door opened.

The man is shirtless, his wheat-colored skin glows in the warm light, his lower abdomen is well-defined, and he wears a white bath towel around his waist, exuding blushing and heart-pounding male hormones.

Tang Jingze looked coldly at the angry woman outside the door, and the corners of his lips lifted a trace of evil, revealing a bit of provocation.

"Is there something wrong?"

"Mr. Tang. Song Nanqiao tried to hold up a smile, "Trouble be quiet, if you don't know, it will make people think that this home is the African savannah in the mating season." ”

The corners of the man's lips deepened, and he slowly reached out, his knuckles ruffled a strand of her hair, and his tone was playful and ambiguous.

"Miss Song, are you jealous?"

"Mr. Tang is too narcissistic. Song Nanqiao unceremoniously slapped away the man's hated hand.

"You're arguing with me. ”

"Noisy?" Tang Jingze's face deliberately moved a little closer to her and gave his advice.

"If you can't stand it, you can go back to your parents' house for a few days, or you can get a divorce. ”

is obviously such a handsome face, but at this moment, Song Nanqiao really wants to punch it.

Beat him into a panda eye!

Song Nanqiao suppressed his sorrow, raised his delicate red lips, smiled, and returned a tooth for a tooth.

"Mr. Tang Yushu Linfeng Sai Pan'an, a pear blossom presses the begonia, the women of the whole city are lining up to squeeze their heads to marry you, I, Song Nanqiao, am fortunate to be your wife, it is a blessing from the previous life, how can I be willing to divorce you?"

Seeing that she was not smiling, she was not angry at all, and the corners of Tang Jingze's lips twitched twice.

Then, his eyes sank.

"Very good, since you choose not to divorce, then please don't complain, Don, husband, people. ”

The last three words, he deliberately slowed down to say them, and the words were clear, this title, coupled with the woman lying on the bed behind him, was undoubtedly a great irony for Song Nanqiao.

"Thank you, I will. ”

She smiled faintly, and then, turning away, explained to the maid at home by the way.

"Starting tomorrow, remember to prepare a separate set of dishes for me, and don't wash my clothes with his. ”

"Why, ma'am?" the new maid blinked curiously, apparently unaware of the grievances of the two hosts.

"Heh, Mr. Tang is too 'casual', maybe one day he will be infected with some messy disease, I don't want to suffer with it, be prepared, you have to be careful. ”

Tang Jingze's temples jumped "suddenly", like a lit cannonball, exploding in an instant.

"Song, Nan, Qiao!"

Song Nanqiao covered his mouth and snickered, slipped back to his room, slammed the door shut, and ignored the irritable roar outside the door.

Then, leaning against the door, the smile on her lips gradually became a little more bitter.

has been married for more than a year, even on the wedding night, he has never touched her. Endless neglect, as well as a small quarrel for three days and a big quarrel for five days, have become the main theme of this sad marriage.

Song Nanqiao smiled bitterly.

That's fine.

Instead of enduring loneliness alone, it is better to torture each other as we are now.

Tang Jingze returned to his room in annoyance, lit a cigar, and smoked irritably.

The woman on the bed cautiously called, "Aze......"

"Go on. He glanced over with a blank expression, "Scream louder." ”

A trace of unwillingness flashed in the woman's eyes, biting her lip, aggrieved.

I had to continue to hum on the bed alone as before.

"Ah...... Hmmm......"

......

This night, Song Nanqiao completely lost sleep, just because of the damn scream next door!

They all said that there was no ploughed land, only tired cows, but the woman kept screaming until late at night, and her voice was hoarse!

She wondered, is Tang Jingze really so powerful?

In the morning, she used a pair of sunglasses to cover her dark circles and left the villa in a red Ferrari.

When you're in a bad mood, you go to the street Shoppi

G, it has always been like this.

In the luxury area, Song Nanqiao did a lot of shopping without blinking an eye, and by the way, she also bought a diamond necklace for Tang Jingze's mother, today is her old man's birthday.

With that done, she sat down at an open-air café and enjoyed a leisurely afternoon tea.

Then......

A woman, uninvited, sat down opposite her without permission.

"Mrs. Tang, we meet again. ”

Song Nanqiao glanced over coldly, the woman's eyes were contemptuous, and her slightly raised chin revealed pride.

"Who are you?" Song Nanqiao raised the corners of his mouth in disdain.

"You forgot? We only met last night. The woman raised her hand and stroked her long burgundy hair, and the corners of her lips were provocative, "Cheyenne, Jing Ze's girlfriend." ”

Now, Song Nanqiao remembered.

I saw that this woman was dressed in sexy brand-name fashion, and the jewelry she wore was also luxurious and limited, plus the Mercedes-Benz trot behind her, it could be seen that Tang Jingze was quite generous with this third-tier little actress.

"I remembered. She took a sip of her coffee and said leisurely, "I almost didn't recognize it when I got dressed." ”

"You!" Cheyenne was so angry that her face immediately changed, she took a deep breath, and quickly calmed herself down, revealing a sarcastic sneer.

"Mrs. Tang is really sharp and strong, no wonder, Aze doesn't like you. ”

Song Nanqiao sneered, "As a woman, you can only live by flattering men and getting 'likes', I really feel sorry for your parents." ”

In just a few words, Xia An'an was defeated, and his chest trembled because of violent panting, which was very spectacular.

"I can't argue with you, and I don't want to argue with you. ”

Xia An'an turned something out of her LV bag with an ugly face, and threw it in front of Song Nanqiao's eyes with a cold face.

She glanced at it, her eyes slightly dark.

A photo.

Tang Jingze looked asleep, Xia An'an pillowed his arm, pouted at the camera, and took cute selfies, with Tang Jingze's bedroom in the background, it should have been last night.