She looked at the mobile phone that was thrown in front of her in astonishment, and the woman in the picture who was lying on the man to tease and tease was none other than her!

"I'm very happy with my performance when I take this to give evidence in court. ”

Jian Yiyun clenched her fists and pressed against the ground angrily, her bulging knuckles slightly white.

"I still have thousands of copies of this kind of stuff here, you should know what to do, otherwise you know the consequences in your own heart!"

Scum!

She forced the urge to strangle him, reached out and picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on randomly, gritting her teeth and nodding.

"I have to lose this lawsuit, but I won't give her a dime of money. Mu Zhijun raised his foot and hooked her chin, her delicate thin lips glowing slightly under the crystal lamp, "Do you understand?"

Jane thought she had misheard.

Subconsciously raised his eyes, but immediately lowered them again.

What he thinks is not within the scope of her thinking.

For enemies who are unable to fight back, temporary compromise is the best way.

So Tie Qing nodded with a blushing face.

"Thank you Mr. Lin for me, his wife tastes good. Seeing that she turned around and wanted to leave, Mu Zhijun suddenly leaned into her ear again and whispered ambiguously.

"Especially, it's still virgin and very clean. ”

Jian Yiyun pursed her lips and walked towards the door expressionlessly.

Psychotic!

Such a pervert, pervert, no wonder Ding Jie wants to divorce him!

She slammed the door of the villa loudly, and she wished that there was the damn Mu Zhijun in the crack of the door!

has kept his innocence for twenty-three years, but he was so inexplicably seized by an inexplicable man!

The most hateful thing is that she can't have any resistance, she can only let him pinch and flatten, and the strong sense of grievance makes her bite her tongue fiercely, until the intense pain overflows, she clenches her fists and walks towards the courtyard door.

As soon as her legs moved, the pain of being torn and torn became more and more obvious, she unnaturally clamped her hands and legs, and the slimy feeling made her feel extremely disgusting, and when she thought that there was still the mark of that perverted man in her body, her steps couldn't help but speed up.

The clear sky when he came was completely obscured by dark clouds at this time, and Jian Yiyun knew for the first time that the storm was followed by an even more violent storm.

She straightened her thin back as far as she could, and held her pale head high, as if she had just attended a great banquet.

When Mu Zhijun looked down from the second floor, he saw such a picture, which made him feel very unhappy.

Why is a debauched and lowly woman so arrogant!

It wasn't until the black car slowly drove out of the courtyard gate that the slightly lifted curtains were completely lowered.

In the dark room, a man in a white bathrobe leaned lazily on a chaise longue, watching the silent pantomime on the wall with great interest.

Jian Yiyun didn't expect Ding Jie to be waiting for her in her office, so that she was obviously stunned when she pushed the door in.

What's even more ironic is that I don't know where Ding Jie got a bunch of red roses, and she was holding it there to pull down the petals one by one, spreading a full table.

She frowned subconsciously.

"Senior sister, you're back, how are you talking?"

Ding Jie stuffed the remaining bouquet into her arms, but her eyes tried to aim into the collar of Jian Yiyun's shirt, but unfortunately, the row of buttons was brushed straight from beginning to end.