"I just don't feel pleasure!"

Song Wenbei argued strongly, fighting for the advantage of his tongue for a while, and the words he said no longer passed through his brain. She forgot that a woman should never question certain abilities of men, which is not only a physical discrimination, but also a challenge to dignity. What's more, the object she has to face is still the commanding Fu Xinian.

Sure enough, the person in front of her was very angry by this "provocation", what she just meant was that she had pleasure when she was with other men? At this moment, Fu Xinian felt like his lungs were stuffed with cotton, and he couldn't breathe. Before she met her, apart from that Su Yi, how many men did she have?!

"Song Wenbei." Fu Xinian clamped her chin fiercely, and his eyes breathed fire. Song Wenbei was taken aback, she never thought that Fu Xinian's face would become faster than the sky in City B, just now it was a shiny new kitchenware, how could it become a fried cup now-it's really mushy.

"You're saying I'm not as good as your men?" Fu Xinian's voice was threatening, staring directly at Song Wenbei, unwilling to miss any expression in her eyes.

As soon as these words came out, Song Wenbei froze in place.

Those men?

In his heart, he is such a casual and well-behaved **?

Why did he say that?!

Obviously, he is the one who hugs left and right, and no matter how many confidants he has around him, even the little green plum is enough for him to drink a pot, and he hasn't cared about him not keeping his husband's way, he still has the face to say that he is water-based Yanghua?

Oh, yes, that's good. She Song Wenbei is blind, and she just went so cheaply to please him, and even, for a second, she felt that even if she really gave it to him, she would admit it!

"Fu Xinian, do you think you are very clean? And then all the women in this world are your toilet paper, you wipe it when you put it on, throw it away when you wipe it, and it's all over when you throw it away, right?! ”

Song Wenbei smiled mockingly, but there were crystal tears in the corners of his eyes, "I'll tell you the truth, my mother is not rare for you duck, God knows how many chickens you have been on." ”

Fu Xinian was taken aback by these foul words in Song Wenbei's mouth, she he knew had always been gentle and elegant, even if she was forced by herself, she had never had these dirty words. Fu Xinian was also wondering if her words were too heavy, but she actually said that he was a duck!

"Song Wenbei, don't you just like this duck?! Don't forget who was glancing at me just now, begging for mercy?! ”

Fu Xinian approached Song Wenbei and retorted leisurely, but he remembered the little woman's charm hanging on him, and his tone softened a lot. He felt that if she could shut up and beg for mercy, he could consider forgiving her for her nonsense.

"Like?" Song Wenbei wiped the liquid from the corners of her eyes intentionally or unintentionally, she was a slut, how could she like him. He has a poisonous tongue, a black belly, domineering, and hurtful, why doesn't she have long eyes and fall in love with him! But even if she likes him, how can he be so shameless to squander other people's likes?!

It's tolerable, it's unbearable.

He didn't like her could, but he insulted her liking, and she didn't allow it.

Song Wenbei bit his lower lip, his face was gloomy: "Fu Xinian, I originally thought that I liked your skin, but now I have found out that you are nothing more than that, especially compared to my past and appointment!" ”

Song Wenbei specially bit the word "succession", at this moment, she can't care about anything else, she just wants to get back a little dignity in front of this self-righteous man.

Fu Xinian clenched his fists, thinking about the scene of her tossing and turning under different men, and a monstrous anger surged up. Even if he hadn't met her at that time, he would never allow others to get their hands on her!

Those men, who have held hands, chop!

Touched the waist, cut!

Like Su Yi, day and night, heh, wait for a dead end!

Anger was mixed with sadness, Fu Xinian's fist swung straight out, Song Wenbei was so frightened by this posture that his face was as pale as paper, he would actually hit a woman! Also, he can hurt himself all over his body like this, even if he ruins this face again, with his eldest young master's good ability to call the wind and rain, it is a big deal.

Anyway, Song Wenbei closed his eyes and let this face dissipate his anger.

Waiting for the pain to come. But the howling wind blew in my ears, and when I opened my eyes, the foot of my fist was the wall beside me. Where it touched, the sound was like thunder.

Song Wenbei felt that this sound smashed in his ears and buckled in his heart, a buzzing sound, and a burst of heart trembling.

But Fu Xinian stared, but he didn't even frown.

He must be in pain. Song Wenbei subconsciously wanted to take a look at Fu Xinian's injury, but withdrew his hand in an instant, he hated himself so much, why did he have to do such a stupid thing with a hot face and a cold ass! He hung his hands and stood quietly in place.

Quiet eyes, senseless faces,

Sure - I don't care!

Fu Xinian laughed at himself, looking at the little woman pretending to be a corpse in front of him and gritting his teeth, but he was helpless.

Song Wenbei, you won!

Fu Xinian withdrew his hand, turned around, and left, all in one go. didn't even leave a sinking moment for the woman behind him, Song Wenbei looked at Fu Xinian's back, and the corners of his sour eyes seemed to be about to crack.

He was so high-spirited, and he still strode with the pace of a meteor, but it made her see a bit of loneliness. It's a delusion, he's clear, so he doesn't care......

Lips opened and closed, Song Wenbei wanted to stop him, maybe he didn't speak for too long, or maybe he shouted too hoarse just now, and used all her strength, Song Wenbei held on, but finally didn't say a word.

"Song Wenbei."

In a cool voice, Song Wenbei raised his head and suppressed the crispy excitement in his heart, what did he want to say?

"Let's get a divorce."

Song Wenbei leaned against the wall with a bang, his heart fell from his throat to his stomach, but he panicked for a while.

"You mean really?"

Song Wenbei spoke out with difficulty, but this hesitation was another taste in Fu Xinian's ears. Is her tone counted, rejoice?

Fu Xinian, you also have a day of being disliked.

Smiling mockingly, Fu Xinian said lightly: "Yes, I'm serious, I love Su Yi more than you." ”

Hearing this Su Yi, Song Wenbei stiffened, and he didn't even have the strength to hang his hands.

Love Su Yi? He Fu Xinian really wiped everything out. A sentence of Su Yi has become the best excuse to send yourself! If he loved Su Yi, how could he send that hurtful text message, and how could he be so unclear with him Fu Xinian!

But the road was chosen by himself, and the stupidity was made by himself, Fu Xinian's abandonment was understandable, and it was even what he expected before. Song Wenbei, what qualifications do you still have hope, what identity can you use to stand in front of him again, you have no choice but to leave this house and leave this man!