No matter from which point of view, with Zhou Zixiu's current situation, it is absolutely impossible to choose divorce.

So even if he knows that his wife has betrayed him now, even if he is aggrieved, he can only endure it obediently.

"Ran Yan" said goodbye to her hair, withdrew the smile at the corner of her mouth, and left expressionlessly.

So now, it's time to push him further into a corner.

"Ran Yan" took out her mobile phone and sent a series of photos to someone.

Zhao Tianman's mobile phone rang at the same time, she hurriedly picked up her mobile phone and saw a set of photos sent to her by the mysterious person who sent her the message. The protagonist is Zhou Zixiu and his cheating secretary Ran Yan, all kinds of passionate photos of the eighteen bans.

Tianman sneered when he saw it: "Zhou Zixiu, Zhou Zixiu, I really didn't mistake you, you dare to betray Jiaoyang again, or the same woman?" "Should I praise you for a big love? Dare to cheat at this juncture?

At this moment, the other party sent a string of messages again: The incident at Qingmu University ten years ago was related to Zhou Zixiu and Zhou Jingyao.

Tianman was stunned for a moment, but strangely enough, she didn't feel too surprised.

After a while, she sent a message: Why should I trust you? Also, why tell me?

This matter involves Jiaoyang and Xin'er at the same time, as if she should indeed be the one who was chosen. But at the same time, it is related to Jiaoyang and Tianman, how can she stay out of it?

"Ran Yan" glanced at the message sent on her mobile phone, and her eyes were calm.

On the other side, Tianman is still asking endlessly: Who are you? What is your purpose? Be. That woman? Ran Yan?

"Ran Yan"'s expression remained unchanged, and she had no intention of replying. Finally, I turned off the screen of my phone and left with a blank face.

Late at night, Jiaoyang returned home with a large pile of papers. As soon as I opened the door, I saw Sheng Jia lying on the sofa with a pillow in his arms, asleep in a daze.

Seeing the sound of the door lock opening, he instantly got up and looked at her, his eyes flashed with joy: "Sister." ”

In contrast, Jiaoyang's reaction was much colder.

I changed my slippers, took the documents on the side, and walked to my room.

"I'm not home yet."

"Hmm" Sheng Jia looked at her with dependence and even attachment in the night light, "I'm waiting for you." In fact, he wanted to say that where she is, there is his home.

"It's not too early, you should go back, Xiao Jia."

Jiaoyang sat down calmly: "If you don't go back, grandma will worry later, and then blame me for all this." ”

"I'll explain it to my grandmother."

Sheng Jia ran in with her farts and looked at her from behind.

It's really strange, I didn't stick to her at all when I was a child, and I always hated this sister. Now that I've grown up, I've become a follower.

Thinking like this, the boy stood up, came behind her, wrapped his arms around her thin body, and kissed her neck.

As soon as I see her, I can't help but want to get close to her, touch her, anything.

Sheng Jia kissed to herself, her eyes obsessed.

Jiaoyang also took care of the documents on her own, as if she couldn't feel the actions of the young man behind her.

Sheng Jia saw that she was not disgusted, and the kissing action became bigger, and gradually did not care about it, and hugged her and kissed her behind like an idiot.

At this moment, even if Jiaoyang is rooted in the Seagod Needle, he will still be disturbed by him.

She took the pen and touched it on the table a few times, and made a sound, and her voice was a little helpless: "What are you doing, Xiao Jia." ”

"You just do your thing, I won't bother you."

A pair of round eyes looked at her with great sincerity, if it weren't for Jiaoyang knowing that this kid actually had bad water in his stomach, he would really be deceived by his innocent and stupid white sweet appearance now.

"Xiao Jia, how can you let me work quietly like this?"

Jiaoyang still looked at him helplessly, but simply put down the pen.

Sheng Jia blinked and learned her appearance ten out of ten: "Is it because of me that you can't calm down?" ”

"It's not."

Jiaoyang held her head: "Even if it's anyone, this will make people unable to calm down." ”

"Okay."

The young man lowered his head aggrievedly: "Then I'll try to move as little as possible and lightly." ”

"Oh, you said it."

Jiao Yang's eyes still looked at him with a little suspicion, and then turned back again, focusing on the documents in front of him.

She mean, he can touch her, huh? Just move lightly and try not to disturb her?

Sheng Jia's eyes were full of joy, and he smirked: Hehe, she is not very smart, so she is tricked by him.

Sheng Jia also deliberately moved a chair over, sat behind her, and deliberately unbuttoned the three buttons on the black shirt. While Jiaoyang was concentrating on the documents, Sheng Jia hugged her behind her and kissed her gently with all his tenderness and patience.

The boy's kiss landed on her neck, jaw, and the corners of her mouth, and his body was next to her, close to her.

After a while, Jiaoyang couldn't bear to turn around and push him away: "This won't work, you'll distract me." ”

Sheng Jia looked at her at a loss: "But, but."

"Well, you say, how can you not bother me? You go and play for a while, and I'll invite you to dinner after I'm done with all this, okay? ”

"Don't."

The boy pouted: "I'm not a child anymore, you can buy me if you give me something delicious." ”

"Then what do you want, Xiao Jia?"

"Me"

Sheng Jia's eyes rolled around, and then said, "You have never taken the initiative to kiss me and hug me." In this way, you take the initiative to hug me, kiss me again, and I won't bother you. ”

"Really?"

Jiaoyang looked at him: "Really, as long as I kiss you and hug you again, you won't bother me anymore?" ”

"Uh-huh!" Sheng Jia's chick nodded like a peck of rice.

"Okay, Xiao Jia."

Jiaoyang agreed, and then slowly approached his lips amid the young man's nervous and expectant gaze and breathing.

Sheng Jia's heart was beating wildly, her eyelashes were trembling, and the two hands behind her kept tightening, releasing and then tightening again.

Odd. It was he who made the request, and he was the one who deliberately tempted it. But why, in the end, is he the one who is nervous and at a loss?

While he was thinking about it, Jiaoyang kissed him on the lips.

The boy's mind was completely confused.

Next, I don't know where I am or what I've done.

Then Jiaoyang stretched out her arms again and hugged his waist.

Sheng Jia knew they were kissing.

And this time, it was she who took the initiative, and it was no longer his unilateral self-deception.

The kiss was still deepening, and Sheng Jia's eyelashes that were constantly trembling stopped. Buff. closed his eyes and was completely immersed in this one kiss.

He didn't remember how long it had been, or maybe only a moment, when she let go of him.

"Now it's okay."

After Jiaoyang let go of his lips, his lips were red, but he still looked as calm as before.

"As I said before, after the kiss, you will obediently stay aside and not disturb me."

Sheng Jia leaned on the back of the chair, tilted his body, and just looked at her for a while.

I don't know how long it took, but he suddenly leaned in, and in her exclamation, everything behind him was swept to the ground.

Sheng Jia grabbed Jiaoyang's wrist, threw her on the table, and covered her without refusal.

(End of chapter)