The new book has been opened, "Convinced"

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At the age of the beginning of love, Han Zihang satisfied all the girlish fantasies of Liu Mei.

She thought that the end of the story was a fairy tale.

Later, he tried in vain to turn her dreams into nightmares.

Liu Mei smiled, and used tough means to force him to put the glass slag into a round mirror and submit to her pomegranate skirt!

"If you dare to provoke me, don't think you can give up halfway!"

The contest between a scumbag and a ghost beast girl.

2、

Ling Jingyue was born in a famous family, and he was beautiful and powerful.

He has a smooth life, and if there are no accidents, he will become the best heir to the family.

At the age of sixteen, he crossed the ocean to study, and all trajectories were changed.

The sister of the world friend is a little fairy with eyes above the top and a cold heart.

Ling Jingyue had a careful thought that he shouldn't have, and wanted to encircle her by his side, carry her in his pocket, and become his exclusive possession.

He hid and restrained himself from breaking out, but the little fairy still found out.

That day, in the reef of the cliff by the sea, the little fairy played with the thorny black roses, her hair danced in the wind, and her two little thin legs swayed, shaking his heart.

The little fairy turned around and smiled dangerously charmingly: "You want to fall in love with me?"

Paranoid Sven scum X dark ghost beast girl

Chapter 1 of the main text:

Chapter 1 Divorce? Dreaming!

The night ward is silent.

The middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes bent down for the third time and said to the young woman who was curled up under the table, with her hair disheveled, and her face could not be seen clearly: "Young grandma, even if you drag it, it's useless." The young master is bound to marry Miss Lin and divorce you. Even if you don't sign now, you'll still have to sign when you're discharged from the hospital. ”

As if she didn't understand him, the young woman scratched at the nails of her thumb vigorously, never giving the middle-aged man a look.

Wu Jiang showed helplessness, flashed a trace of pity, and still said cruel words: "I put the divorce agreement here, and the young grandmother will sign it when you figure it out." Tomorrow, I'll come back again. ”

There was a thud, and the door slammed shut.

After I don't know how long, the woman with her face hanging down finally raised her head.

She has a very beautiful face, with three-dimensional and delicate facial features, especially a bright red tear mole at the corner of her left eye, which adds a touch of enchantment to her beautiful face.

It should have been a bright and energetic appearance, but those beautiful eyes did not have the slightest radiance, lifeless, revealing a sense of world-weary and gloomy.

Liu Mei pulled the corners of her lips, picked up the divorce agreement on the ground expressionlessly, and turned directly to the last page, Han Zihang's three words, stinging her eyes.

"Divorce, marriage, agreement, discussion?" she muttered word by word, and suddenly burst out laughing, tearing up the agreement like crazy.

Divorce?

Han Zihang, you are dreaming!!

Liu Mei bit her lower lip tightly, her hand rested on her flat lower abdomen, and her eyes were full of murder.

Staring at the divorce agreement in a daze for a while, Liu Mei got up with difficulty, took the mobile phone from the bedside table that had not been turned on for many days, and dialed the number she knew by heart.

After more than ten seconds, the phone was answered, and a soft female voice came out: "Liu Mei, what are you calling Zihang for at night? Let me tell you, he doesn't love you anymore, if you are interested, divorce as soon as possible, don't pester him anymore." ”

Rightfully warned, Liu Mei wanted to laugh.

"Let Han Zihang answer the phone. ”

"Zihang, he's washing ......"

"Half an hour!" After saying coldly, Liu Mei cut off the call, not giving her a chance to say more nonsense.

He personally changed Zihang to her husband's title in her address book, and at this time, Ming Huang was reflected in her eyes, piercing her eyes, and there was endless ridicule.

Half an hour, not a minute or a second, the door of the ward was pushed open again.

Han Zihang held the doorknob in his hand, his eyes fell on the hospital bed, his back was facing him, and in his slender back, his frowning brows were a little impatient: "Uncle Wu told you, what do you want to see me for?"

"The itch of seven years has not been more than halfway, and when you see me, you are impatient?"

She never turned her head, just turned her back to her.

The cold tone did not have any emotional ups and downs, but it easily hooked all of Han Zihang's emotions.

He pursed his thin lips fiercely, picked up the bag with one hand, and stared at Liu Mei without saying a word: "What do you want to say." ”

"She's waiting for you to go back?" Liu Mei lowered her head and looked at her bare feet.

She was 170 tall, but her feet were surprisingly small, only thirty-five yards, like a little golden lotus in the old days. Han Zihang loves her very much, especially between the bed, when she is happy and when she is unhappy, she always loves to hold and kiss her instep.

It's like you're holding a peerless treasure.

"Willow eyebrows. ”

"I used to think that you must love me so much that you were willing to give me your life. If we're going to get a divorce, it's definitely because I'm not with you. After all, you're so clean, but you like to kiss my feet. Now, though, I was wrong. You don't love me much, you're only perverted, pure pervert!"

With a fluttering sentence, Han Zihangjun's face sank suddenly: "You called me here just to vent your dissatisfaction?!"

"When is the wedding date?"

Liu Mei raised her palm-sized pretty face and looked at him expressionlessly: "A week, half a month, or a month?"

Han Zihang wrinkled his eyebrows stiffly, not wanting to hear her say this again, and said coldly: "The divorce agreement has been signed, I will promise you whatever conditions you want." ”

"Really?" Liu Mei propped up the edge of the bed with her hands and pulled the corners of her lips: "Okay, you go out of the house." ”

Han Zihang was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and glared at Liu Mei angrily: "Go out of the house, when did you have such a big appetite!"

"You cheated in marriage. ”

has known and been in love for six years, and she actually knows him.

In this way, she saw through his anger at a glance.

He wanted to kill her so greedily.

When she married him, she had nothing.

But now, she opened her mouth, vainly trying to ask for all his net worth!

Although the Han family is not a famous family, but the grandfather started from scratch so far, the family business chain is all over the country, although in recent years because of the death of the old man, has been hit hard, only deep heritage, net worth has long been immeasurable.

As the only son of the Han family, Han Zihang has a lot of assets in his hands.

How is it possible to give it all to her?

"I can give you 3.5 billion ......"

"I didn't ask you to come to hear you bargain. When Liu Mei's gaze inadvertently fell on the kiss mark on his neck, his heart felt like he had been stabbed twice.

Good!

Very good!

"Liu Mei, it's a good couple, I don't want to make a mess with you too ugly, you still ......"

Liu Mei raised his hand and slapped him, and the crisp slap fell, almost knocking Han Zihang's face crooked. He stared in disbelief: "You!"

All the anger came to an abrupt end when she looked at her red and tearful eyes.

After a three-month divorce farce, now that Liu Mei has been admitted to the hospital, Han Zihang has felt tired.

In the quiet hospital room late at night, each other's breathing fluctuated.

"Liu Mei, don't make trouble, I don't love you anymore! What is the meaning of such a marriage? I ...... it."

"Interesting!"

Liu Mei raised her chin lightly, her eyes were very cold: "Since you refuse to leave the house, well, three months, I want you to accompany me for three months, obey me, you have to be able to do it." Three months later, I signed the divorce. If you can't do it, then don't blame me for not thinking about husband and wife!"