On the night of early January, the blizzard arrived as expected.

Bidding farewell to Yan Zhen's mother and daughter, Liang Jie drove to the south bank.

He unbuckled his seat belt and took a green card beside him, the red lip mark appeared on the card, and the cold fragrance wafted from it, and the inside page read: Mr. Liang, accompany your ex-wife well tonight, I will miss you.

Laughed at Cen and Shuang's little tricks.

With the card in hand, Liang stepped out of the car and walked into the room.

The constant temperature in the room dispels the cold, and the fragrance exclusive to women fills the corners and corners, and it is very troublesome to leave here every time, so you have to change your clothes and take a shower, and blow in the cold wind for a while.

in the bedroom.

Cen Heshuang changed out of her skirt and took a shower, she tilted her head, her wet hair hung down on one side, the moonlight like a veil was on her smooth skin, and when she heard the footsteps, her eyes lifted slightly, as if she hadn't seen anything.

There was undisguised grievance and jealousy in the tone, "Today is Miss Liang's birthday, Boss Liang is not at home with his daughter, how can he be in the mood to come to me?" ”

Liang Jie stepped on the dim light and approached, his cold facial features were clearly distinguished, but there were a few rare folds in the center of his eyebrows.

As soon as he raised his head, he threw the card on Cen Heshuang, and opened his mouth in the tone of Xingshi's questioning, "I allowed you to send a gift?" ”

Cen and Shuang didn't lift their heads, and continued to wipe the ends of their hair with essential oil, "No." ”

After speaking.

She added, "But what's the matter, I'm also Miss Liang's little mother, just giving a birthday gift, it's not too much." ”

Liang Jie's indifferent appearance was torn, and he lifted up half of her face with his big palm, and looked at her, "Cen Heshuang, do you still want to be shameless?" ”

He curses.

Cen Heshuang still laughed, not only smiled, but also stretched out the tip of his red tongue, swept his fingertips, his eyes hooked his cold gaze, put his hand on the metal buckle of his belt, and slowly knelt down.

was about to untie Liang Jie, but he grabbed her neck and threw her on the sofa, she was bounced off by the soft base, her breathing immediately felt tight, her brain lacked oxygen, and her vision was dark.

Liang Jie came up, his cold palm gripped her slender and fragile neck, and if he squeezed it tighter, he could kill her.

"Don't show up in front of them, one last time to warn you."

Faced with the threat to his life, Cen Heshuang was still heartless, "I'm just giving a gift, why do you make Mr. Liang so angry?" ”

She coughed twice in a tight throat, "Besides, you're both divorced, or did you never plan to make our relationship public?" ”

Liang Jie's daughter hurts.

In order to give his daughter a complete home, even if she is divorced, she will often appear, and on Liang Ruo's birthday, he attends as usual, playing the image of a good father.

It's so mean to her.

Liang Jie increased the strength in his palm, "You can't understand me?" ”

"Do you want my life?" Cen Heshuang opened his lips slightly, breathed through his mouth, and taunted him desperately, "Anyway, so many people in the Cen family have been killed by you, and it's not bad for me." ”

Her eyelashes drooped, and she looked at death as if she were home.

Death did not come, but his open lips were blocked by Liang Jie, and his hand slid down to untie her belt.

Cen and Shuang didn't struggle, they were inertial to be a beautiful doll with no soul, and Liang Jie wanted to treat her, she had to accept it.

The end of the rebellion will only be more tragic.

Liang Jie maintained Sven Xiang'er, only the collar of his shirt was torn off a button, on the other hand, Cen and Shuang, like a toy that was tossed and broken by a three-year-old child, and he couldn't find a few good places in his body.

She gasped slightly, lay on her side on the snow-white pillow, looked at Liang Jie with a cigarette between her lips and teeth, put on the watch with one hand, took off the cigarette and shook the ashes.

"Since you're going back, what are you doing with me?"

This is a petty word.

Liang Jie pressed out the cigarette, and there was still a bitter breath left in his fingertips, and pressed it directly on Cen Heshuang's lips, "How good would it be if you were a dumb person?" ”

Her little expression was vivid, as if she was wondering something, "But you just said that I have a good voice." ”

Liang Jie sneered softly and cursed in her ear.

Hooking his neck, Cen and Shuang hugged the person again, fell into the gentle country, indulged to death, her fingertips were dexterous, peeling off his sanctimonious skin layer by layer, and fell with her.

Since Cen Heshuang returned to China after being cured, Liang Jie couldn't count how many times he stayed with her, so he broke his promise to Yan Zhen, this woman seems to be blindly poisonous, once she touches it, she can't help but become addicted.

The sound of breathing in her ears tended to be stable, when Liang Jie was asleep, her face was much colder, Cen Heshuang opened her eyes on his shoulder, her eyes were clear, she took out her mobile phone from under the pillow, closed her eyes, and took a few photos.

Before Liang Jie came in, the phone was in a recording state.

These things were enough to make him ruined, and Cen and Shuang looked forward to that day more than anyone else.