Even if I get married, I still can't get rid of the Fang family, and I can't ask for the past, like a hurdle, blocking me.

Just as a taxi came, I waved it and turned my head to look at Fang Zijian: "Go back."

My little uncle thanked me for taking care of him since he was a child, and the help he received from school when he grew up, and rarely refuted me, but he still got into the car helplessly, and instructed again before closing the door: "Zhang Bailiang, if he bullies you, call me." ”

I waved my hand impatiently and motioned for him to leave.

Although what Fang Jide said was ugly, it was actually reasonable. Since I am the culprit, I can only go to Zhang Bailiang and bow my head.

As soon as I entered the store in the evening, the waiter stopped me and told me that Zhang Bailiang was in the office.

In fact, there is no need for KTV to separate an office, but Zhang Bailiang saw that I was often tired and panicked, so he separated half of the warehouse where drinks and drinks were placed, installed air conditioning, and put a large family sofa for normal rest.

I pushed the door open and entered, and he was lying on the couch with his eyes closed.

I approached, saw that he was wearing thinly, took a blanket and put it on him, Zhang Bailiang was also pretending to sleep, and opened his eyes in a daze when there was movement. He was stunned when he saw me, and then his face was as cold as frost.

I've never seen him look so cold, and he pulled up the blanket and threw it on the ground in disgust.

I was so suffocated by his action that I was speechless, and it took a long time to ease my tone and say, "How long are you going to be angry?" ”

Zhang Bailiang sat up straight, looked at me expressionlessly and said, "With a cuckold, can't I still gamble?" ”

Zhang Bailiang slept in it before, without turning on the lights, only by the light of the other half of the warehouse outside the partition. It wasn't too dark inside, but it made his expression even more cold.

Zhang Bailiang looks very upright, and now he is the most tasteful age for men, in his early thirties, where he usually stops, he can also be called Yushu Linfeng. I've never seen him like this.

So gloomy and suspicious.

Hearing these words that came out of his mouth, I couldn't help but tremble my palms slightly.

I stood up abruptly and said word by word, "You're sure what I'm going to do with him, aren't you?" Okay, okay, I won't let you wronged me! I sneered, turned around and left.

Zhang Bailiang was a little panicked, he knew that I was strong-natured, and I could do what I said. Before I could take a step, he grabbed my arm and said angrily, "What are you doing?" ”

I turned around and tugged at my arm, gritting my teeth and saying, "I'm going to talk to him right now!" ”

Zhang Bailiang has always been very good to me, so as soon as I threatened him, he was allowed to compromise. But who knew that he was holding me tightly, his lips trembled, and he only spit out one sentence for a long time: "I think you have thought so for a long time." ”

I was stunned, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but the voice in his mouth became clearer and clearer, and every sentence became more and more ruthless: "It's that I usually don't satisfy you, you have long wanted to climb into someone's bed, right?" ”

What! I didn't want to, I raised my hand and slapped it, Zhang Bailiang was already on guard. He grabbed me and pinned me down on the couch.

The two of them struggled and scuffled for a while, and then he reached to the ground with one hand and pulled up the blanket, wrapped it around me, and pressed me. His hands were so heavy that tears were coming out of my eyes.

I couldn't move when I was wrapped in a blanket, and my angry voice changed tone: "Zhang Bailiang, you bastard, after I married you, what am I sorry for you, you say these words to slander me, if you don't believe me, forget it, and help outsiders arrange me, you bastard!" ”

Zhang Bailiang stopped his movements and stared straight at me for a long time. The light outside was shining on my face, Zhang Bailiang pressed me, his face was hidden in the darkness, his eyes were heavy, and his expression seemed to be staring at something hateful.

I'm not a cryer, but the corners of my eyes are sour. What could be more pathetic than the questioning and hatred of a husband?

He sighed deeply, his face buried in my neck, and only his breath fell into my shoulder socket. His sudden gentle movements made me even more sad and suppressed, and I sniffed hard.

Zhang Bailiang pressed on me, let go of his hand, and said in a muffled voice: "You really don't have it?" ”

I elbowed him in the chest and said, "You let me go, let me go!" ”

This is usually just a coquettish means, but Zhang Bailiang really let go of me, sat up, and said in a daze: "You are still young, beautiful and capable, even if you have something to say to others." ”

I was speechless for a while, and that could be a reason for him to be angry with me? It's also my fault? I leaned on the sofa and sneered on one side, but Zhang Bailiang did not respond.

I wiped away a tear from my eyes, sneered and threw the blanket on him, slamming the door out.