Adhering to the principle that you can't lose your aura if you lose, An Xiaoxiao held her head high: "I know, I have someone I like, and I need to divorce you, that's all." ”

Jiang Muye got up and picked her up from the sofa, looked directly into her eyes, and said word by word.

"I remember telling you on the day we first met, in my Jiang Muye's marriage, only widows and not divorced, how did you answer me at that time?"

An Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and lowered her eyes, and her tone was slightly apologetic: "There are always accidents." ”

"Accident?" Jiang Muye raised his eyebrows, and his tone was cold: "Your appearance in my life is an accident, I don't need you to cause an accident for me." ”

Looking at the displeasure in his eyes, An Xiaoxiao became more and more unhappy: "You must be too self-righteous, what did I say before marriage, do you have a witness?" Is there a recording? Is there any evidence that I'm sure of what I said? ”

Jiang Muye seemed to expect her to ask, and after rubbing his hand in his pocket for a moment, he opened the recording file of his mobile phone.

"There is a saying that I said ahead, in my Jiang Muye's marriage, only widows are not divorced."

After a moment of silence, An Xiaoxiao clearly heard her serious and solemn voice: "Yes." ”

So, Jiang Muye actually recorded the conversation between the two when they first met?

Such foresight is incredible!

"Ho, it turns out that you have been planning for a long time!"

An Xiaoxiao's bright eyes were inexplicably emotional, but it was definitely not a surprise, that emotion gave Jiang Muye a signal, and she was a little angry.

Jiang Muye frowned: "I'm just used to it in case I need it." ”

"Then do you have an extra one for your marriage partner?"

An Xiaoxiao looked at him coldly: "Or have I always been a spare tire?" ”

Spare wheel?

Jiang Muye didn't understand this word very well here, and it sounded like she was just an ornament.

The corners of Jiang Muye's lips were faintly arced, and his voice was shallow: "Do you think anyone is qualified to be my Jiang Muye's spare tire?" ”

An Xiaoxiao: "......"

Oh, sure enough, I've been using myself as a spare tire and I'm embarrassed to ask myself to be loyal.

Why is the face so big!

An Xiaoxiao was angry, and she struggled to get rid of Jiang Muye's shackles: "Bastard, you let go of me." ”

Jiang Muye frowned, looking at An Xiaoxiao's cheeks that were slightly flushed from the struggle, as well as the pink red lips, his blood surged.

In the next moment, he leaned over and picked up An Xiaoxiao, raised his feet and walked upstairs in her exclamation, and did not let go even if An Xiaoxiao punched and kicked.

Since she doesn't like to just make a quiet decoration, then give her a new identity, Jiang Muye knows a word ** head quarrel bed end and, so he plans to put this slang into practice.

An Xiaoxiao was very light, and Jiang Muye's shoulders were not even as good as the training piles in the army, so he easily took her to the bedroom on the second floor.

He originally wanted to put her down gently, but Ann struggled so hard that she was accidentally thrown onto the big blue bed.

Jiang Muye took off his coat, and felt that he was violently clasped by An Xiaoxiao: "Jiang Muye, don't mess around!" I can sue you for marital qj! ”

Jiang Muye ignored her, the black suit was thrown to the ground, he leaned over and sealed An Xiaoxiao's noisy red lips, in his tossing and turning temptation and wanton attack on the city, An Xiaoxiao's struggle did not weaken at all.

At this time, the doorbell ringing loudly sounded downstairs, and taking advantage of Jiang Muye's distraction, she took the opportunity to bite Jiang Muye's tongue fiercely.

A strong smell of blood dispersed, Jiang Muye hissed and withdrew for a moment, An Xiaoxiao saw the opportunity to avoid his shackles and quickly jumped under the bed.

Her eyes were red, her emotions were a little collapsed due to excitement, she hugged her arms and shouted in a trembling voice: "Jiang Muye, you get out!" ”

Jiang Muye's fingers wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, and his eyes narrowed to a dangerous signal: "An Xiaoxiao, are you sure you want me to go?" ”

"Get out!" Ann shouted hysterically.

Jiang Muye's cold eyes looked at her for a moment, and finally turned to leave, his feet stepped on the priceless black suit, and his figure disappeared at the door in an instant.

An Xiaoxiao squatted down with her arms crossed, her eyes were dotted with tears, she felt that her heart was a little sour, and a sad emotion was full of it.

She had always thought that Jiang Muye was at least a gentleman, but now it seems that what is the difference with Ouyang Yi?

And in his eyes, he has always been a spare tire?

Scold! What an irony!

An Xiaoxiao heard the door of the downstairs room slammed shut, and then heard the sound of the car starting at the door, and then the footsteps of the stacing upstairs, and in a moment, Tang Xin's figure appeared in the field of vision.

Seeing An Xiaoxiao squatting in the corner crying, Tang Xin took a few steps over, because she was in a hurry to come up, she was not wearing slippers, her foot was smacked, and she looked down and found that it was a white button.

Shocked, she picked up the button and said in a surprised tone: "You and Jiang Muye...... Got into a fight? ”

An Xiaoxiao sniffled with tears: "It's okay, he didn't succeed." ”

Tang Xin: "......"

This young couple is very interesting, and it turns a married life upside down......

No wonder I saw Jiang Muye's expression just now, which was as cold as ice.

"Uh, An'an." Tang Xin patted her shoulder: "Then why are you crying?" ”

An Xiaoxiao sobbed: "He actually said that I was a spare tire!" I also want to be proud of this status, and he bullied me just now, if you hadn't arrived in time, he would have ......"

An Xiao couldn't go on, he only felt that he was wronged in his heart, where was the gentle and modest Jiang Muye in the past?

Is this moody, irascible and obedient man really Jiang Muye?

"Spare tire?" Tang Xin was a little surprised: "What did he say?" ”

This is not like Jiang Muye's style.

An Xiaoxiao simply told Tang Xin about the conversation between the two, and Tang Xin frowned when she heard this: "How do I feel it...... Jiang Muye may not understand the meaning of the spare tire at all? ”

"He's not an alien, and everyone knows what the word spare tire means! He clearly did it on purpose! ”

Tang Xin: "...... I think there's a generation gap between the two of you! ”

An Xiaoxiao sniffed: "I don't know, anyway, I have already decided to divorce him, and I will go to get the divorce certificate tomorrow!" ”

……

Jiang Muye, who came out of Qingshui Residence, was full of anger, and he didn't beat her when his legs and feet were inconvenient before, but he took care of her feelings, but now that he was back to normal in front of her, she struggled more and more intensely.

Jiang Muye slapped the steering wheel hard, and a sharp whistle resounded through the road.

Want a divorce? No way!

"Didi ......"

A call came in from the internal office mobile phone, and Jiang Muye glanced at it and answered.

"Hello?" His voice returned to a cold and normal voice, as if the man who had just been irritable was clearly not him.

"Second master, the eighth is glowing."

Jiang Muye's eyes narrowed: "Okay, I'll come over right away." ”

He hung up the phone neatly, and the car turned around and drove down the low alley, and if he wanted to go to the glow, he could only use another identity.

Either way, he decided to track down Sakura's information as soon as possible, and he was very upset with the feeling that the enemy was in the shadows and that he was being restrained everywhere.

Especially at the moment, he is in a bad mood, and he really wants to catch the cherry blossoms and have a good exchange!

(.=)

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