Song Xiaoyang ...... Is that the woman's name? ”

Ji Shi looked into the distance, and his eyes showed a sense of helplessness and irony.

Cui Ying frowned slightly.

Ji Shi took a deep breath: "I didn't look for that woman because Zheng Yu had already betrayed me, what's the point of me going to trouble her again?" If she wants it, she will take it. ”

"As for Aunt Zheng...... She now has a broken leg and high blood pressure. What should I do if I her off? She takes care of me so much, I can't take revenge, can I? ”

This is her entanglement with Zheng Yu, and the divorce should be Zheng Yu talking to his mother.

Cui Ying smiled: "Look, the good girl's sense of morality is here." ”

He lowered his head and stroked the cat.

The sun fell on his fair face, the bridge of his nose was like a mountain peak, and the sun fell on the tip of his nose, like the sunrise of a snowy mountain.

Beautiful, and so indifferent.

Every fine hair of his hair was laughing at her innocence and honesty, and he was so disdainful.

Ji Shi pursed the corners of his lips angrily: "Lawyer Cui-"

"I advise you to give up the divorce and spend it with him. Maybe he'll be promoted soon, and he'll marry you. ”

Ji Shi was so angry that he wanted to beat him, but he really went to beat him when he had a brain fever.

Bang, it's a bit loud.

She hit it with a salted soda bottle, and the soda inside was bubbling.

Ji Shi was stunned after the fight, and looked at the bottle in his hand at a loss: "I...... You were the ones who got angry with me first! ”

I was thinking in my heart: It's over, Cui Ying is such a bad-hearted person, can't sue her and compensate her to death?

Cui Ying was of course annoyed by the beating, except for his mother, no one had ever done anything to him.

He didn't expect an honest girl to hit someone.

The man sneered: "You also did this to Zheng Yu?" ”

Ji Shi clenched his fingers.

No.

She had never done anything with Zheng Yu, and she didn't even quarrel a few words, so he lowered his head and admitted his mistake to coax her.

"Go cook, hungry." The man suddenly said this.

Ji Shi obediently went to cook.

After Ji Shi left, Cui Ying straightened his legs, pressed his palms on his knees and rubbed them.

Ji Shi didn't know that Cui Ying had been here for a few days, and there were few things in the refrigerator, and the cold pot and cold stove were similar to his apartment in Lingjiang City.

However, the pots here have been used, and it seems that they have been used for many years, and the cast iron pots have been used as non-stick pans, which are very easy to use.

She made tomato and egg noodles, but the supplies in the refrigerator were too scarce, so she had to do that.

Cui Ying washed his hands and came over, saw the bowl of noodles, raised his eyebrows slightly, didn't say a word, sat down to eat.

Ji Shi ate for a while and thought of a question.

He obviously doesn't cook, so why do you still have this little thing in the refrigerator? There is also oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, which may not necessarily be placed here by the housekeeping company, right?

But she didn't need to be obsessed with his little thing, it had nothing to do with her anyway.

Cui Ying ate quickly, and after eating, he entered the room, not knowing what he was doing.

Ji Shi didn't know what to do next, listening to him sell Guan Zi would only make him angry, so he planned to go back to the store.

She knocked on the door and went to greet him.

The door was not closed tightly, and when she knocked, the door retreated, and she saw Cui Ying undressing inside. After the top and bottom clothes are taken off, only a sub-Shan card wrapped in important parts remains.

Ji Shi gasped and hurriedly grabbed the doorknob and closed it again.

But to see it is to see it, and the picture is already imprinted in my mind.

With a hot face, she really wanted to slap herself twice, how could such an embarrassing thing always happen.

Also, he has nothing to do to change his clothes!

She said goodbye at the door: "Cui Lu, I want to-"

Halfway through the words, the door opened, and Cui Ying appeared wearing only a pair of slacks, and her upper body was still bare.

Under the white chest, the strong abdominal muscles have clear lines, which makes people hiss.

Cui Ying didn't care about her burning face, her palms against the door frame, her head hanging down.

Ji Shi was startled by him and instinctively retreated, but he grabbed his wrist and forced her to press the top of his head.

"I have a headache, you hit it."