The man's face enlarged in front of his eyes.

The eyes are facing each other.

Mu Shihuan's breath stagnated, and he stammered very unproductively: "You ...... You ......"

Li Jingyan snorted and laughed: "Continue to scold." ”

He approached, warm breath on his face.

It's obviously a laugh, but the smile is cold and heavy, and it's easy to make people shudder.

Mu Shihuan...... Cowardly.

"You, you, you......" she was aggrieved, her black and white eyes were full of accusations, "You ......"

Hook your lips with a smile or not, glance at her, and finally look down.

"Who made you wear a cheongsam?"

With a cool voice and a sudden change in the cold topic, Mu Shihuan was stunned for a few seconds before he looked down from his line of sight.

"Yes......"

"It's ugly."

The dislike evaluation that was not polite at all was like a basin of cold water, which forcibly extinguished the little flame of excitement in Mu Shihuan's heart.

Unsightly?!

Her eyes widened with indignation.

"You ......"

Lowering his eyes at her, Li Jingyan took a puff of cigarette, and then spit out a smoke ring at her side face viciously and carelessly, as if smiling: "What, I think it's beautiful when I wear it?" After listening to other people's praise, are you still secretly happy? ”

Mu Shihuan: "......"

He...... How does he know?!

Mu Shihuan was embarrassed, and a touch of pink faint quietly stained her earlobe, and she retorted angrily: "I ......"

"Can't tell the difference between sincere praise and unintentional flattery? Not stupid? ”

The man's tone did not fluctuate much, but the contempt and mockery in his words were so obvious and intense.

Mu Shihuan became more and more embarrassed and wanted to refute, but in the face of the man's indifferent and sneering eyes, he couldn't squeeze out a word, but made his chest rise and fall.

"You ......"

Within seconds, her eyes were even reddened with anger.

Why is this man's mouth so poisonous?!

Dislike!

Where is it ugly?

Clearly......

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and her eye circles became more and more red, how to look aggrieved and pitiful.

"Smack-"

Angry to the extreme, Mu Shihuan raised his hand and opened his hand violently.

"Don't worry about it!" She glared at him, obviously a sentence that should be imposing, but her voice was soft and glutinous, but it seemed like she was coquettish.

Li Jingyan narrowed his eyes.

As the cigarette drew to an end, he took one last breath and turned to walk towards the couch.

The cigarette butt was extinguished in the ashtray, he sat down and stared at her coldly: "With the identity of Mrs. Li, she is drunk and singing...... Mu Shihuan, don't tell me it's because of lack of money. ”

"I ......"

"I didn't tell you that it's not fun to play too many tricks?"

Contempt and contempt overflowed along with his words, instantly filling the air, silently enveloping Mu Shihuan.

An indescribable sourness suddenly surged out from the bottom of my heart and rampaged.

His chest rose and fell more and more, Mu Shi was very happy, glared at him and blurted out: "You...... You're insane! You're just playing tricks! I didn't! I...... I'm just short of money! It's not because of you! No! ”

The man's sneering and indifferent eyes seemed to linger in front of him, and in an instant, various emotions such as the grievances and discomforts that had been finally suppressed in his heart for days broke out at once.

Mu Shihuan's eyes were red, and his voice trembled unconsciously when he spoke again: "Divorce!" I...... I'm here to divorce you! I want a divorce! ”

"Divorce?" Li Jingyan repeated indifferently at her, and suddenly smiled.

Leaned over and poured himself a glass of wine, took a sip, the mellow aroma of red wine spread down the tip of his tongue, and then spoke, his tone was indescribably low and lazy—

"Since you like to play the piano and sing, then sing, right here."