In the end, Nan Yu still replied to Chu Jiangli.

"Chu Jiangli, I've been a little bit lately, I don't think I have time to play, I still have a meeting, let's not talk about it yet, byha~"

The girl casually made a reason and sent him away.

Gu Yange silently glanced at the girl who had a strong desire to survive, and the corners of her beautiful red mouth hooked up a shallow arc.

When he was holding Nanyu's mobile phone just now, he had already written down Chu Jiangli's contact information.

There are some things that are better strangled in the cradle......

The boy thought nonchalantly.

The slender white fingers clasped the girl's fingertips, and the corners of his curved eyes were soft and harmless.

*

The other side.

Bedroom on the second floor.

The sunlight outside the window was good, casting shadows on the ground through the huge transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, and fine gold flashes cast on the dark curtains.

A slight breeze blew in, and the curtains that reached the ground moved lightly, rippling clouds and smoke like curtains. It was daytime, but the curtains only opened a thin slit.

The floor was covered with soft and expensive blankets, and the darker tones had a hint of depth.

Dimly lit room.

On the snow-white and soft big bed, a very beautiful woman slept.

She seemed to be sleeping a little unsteadily, her delicate and sharp eyebrows frowned slightly, her delicate red lips pursed, and there was a fine sweat on her fair forehead.

The figure of a man sitting next to the bed, he was wearing a nightgown, and the pure breath around him was a little lazy.

Nan Ci approached Ji Shumo again, and his light-colored thin lips were covered.

The pale, slender fingers clasped the woman's slender hand again.

There was a hint of paranoia in the man's pure eyes.

Ten fingers clasped.

Daytime absurdity.

*

Ji Shumo was almost woken up by tossing.

"Nanqing, Nanqing......"

She pronounced the man's name, and her voice was very nice with a little magnetism, but it was slightly hoarse at this time.

"What the hell are you worried about?"

"That boy just now...... He's just a kid, so why should you be like him? ”

Hearing this, Nan Qing paused for a moment.

"Kid? So what......"

The corners of the man's light-colored and good-looking lips were raised, and he sneered lightly.

"He's coveting you."

"......" Ji Shumo was almost choked, "Then what do you want?" Locked up with me all the time? ”

The woman's sexy voice carried a few hints of mockery, the narrow and good-looking phoenix eyes were provoked, and the delicate and narrow eyebrows were filled with coldness, and she glanced at the man with flaxen hair in front of her.

He thought.

Nan Qing replied silently in her heart.

Looking at the man's pure and stunning face, Ji Shumo inexplicably felt angry.

This face is obviously gentle and harmless to the extreme, but what it does is so bad and paranoid.

His flaxen, shredded hair almost touched her collarbone, itching slightly.

The hesitation on the woman's face completely dissipated, the sharp and beautiful face was expressionless, and the delicate lips like flowers opened lightly, "Nanqing, do you really think I won't be angry?" ”

"My temper is not good, are you going to challenge my bottom line?"

Seeing that the man was still drooping his eyes, pursing his thin lips like petals, he looked indifferent and pretended not to hear.

The string called reason in my head suddenly broke, and the words began to become hurtful and unforgiving.

Ji Shumo sneered, and the irony at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows was obvious.

The woman's elegant and gorgeous voice like a cello sounded, low magnetism, with a bit of biting coldness.

"Nanqing, since I can divorce you once, it doesn't mean that there won't be a second time."

The dimly lit room, the deathly silence in an instant.