Su Jiaojiao hurriedly got off the ground, walked to Jiang Tairan's wardrobe, and took out a set of clothes to put on.

She was afraid, afraid that he would suddenly wake up and see her, and the last thing she wanted was to have a sober positive relationship with him.

Su Jiaojiao slowly stood on tiptoe on the clean floor with bare feet, bending over and walking, for fear of making a little noise.

However, the man seemed to be awake.

"Where are you going?"

Su Jiaojiao, who heard the voice, instantly froze all her movements at this moment, straightened her waist, and turned to look at the man who was talking behind her.

He had sat up, leaning on the head of the bed and staring at her coldly, giving people a cold and casual feeling, with a hint of the intimacy of when they first met him.

Su Jiaojiao paused for two seconds before opening her lips: "Go home." ”

Her voice became flat, unwavering, as if the person who had just walked on tiptoe was not her.

"Home?" Jiang Tairan raised his eyebrows and asked rhetorically, "Do you still have a home without me?" ”

He hooked his lips, raised a cold smile, walked to Su Jiaojiao's side with long legs, and stretched out his hand to her smooth face, but before he could touch it, he was dodged and touched empty.

In Jiang Tairan's cognition, Su Jiaojiao is now the only one left.

Su Jiaojiao leaned her shoulders with a dark face, took a step back, and sneered: "Except for you, everywhere is home!" ”

Her sarcastic words disgusted Jiang Tairan, and he withdrew his smile and frowned.

In the past, she was soft-natured, and she would not talk back to him or refute what he asked her to do, let alone say these bony words.

Jiang Tairan had a calm face and looked at her for a while, "Do you think I will let you go?" ”

He walked forward and said to Su Jiaojiao, "Madam, you can no longer escape from the palm of my hand." ”

"It's the former lady," Su Jiaojiao loudly corrected his wrong words and refused: "I will never be your wife again, so die that heart!" Jiang Tairan! ”

The hatred hidden in her eyes has been gathering so strongly, and she doesn't dare to dissipate at all, for fear of forgetting such an enemy.

The woman finished speaking, glanced at him with the tail of her eyes, and turned to walk out.

Finally, her sarcastic words angered Jiang Tairan, and Su Jiaojiao was grabbed by the man before she could take two steps, and her strength was so strong that she could not break away.

Su Jiaojiao glanced at the bed, and suddenly felt a sense of nausea.

She and Jiang Tairan have been separated for more than five years, and she knows about him.

I don't know how many women have rolled on this bed for so many years, and I don't know how many girls have wrapped in this quilt.

Su Jiaojiao pursed her lips with a cold hum, struggling to shake off the man's hand. Jiang Tairan took the disgust in her eyes and pushed her against the door behind her with his backhand.

"You hate me so much?" Jiang Tairan asked coldly.

His close body temperature, the spilled breath embarrassed her.

remembers that back then, his parents and all the family members turned against her for the sake of his lover, not only divorced her, but also wanted to force her to death.

Especially remembered that Jiang Tairan was standing not far away at the time, looking at her with a look in his eyes, which was so cold that she felt like she was in an ice cellar.

Su Jiaojiao pulled the handle of the door tightly, not wanting to step into this room again. Seeing her stubborn movements, Jiang Tairan gave up his strength and encircled her in his arms like this.

Last night, he slept well and soundly, and he didn't want to let her go like that.

Jiang Tairan's chin rested on Su Jiaojiao's shoulder, smelling her faint and good body fragrance.