He was going to divorce her.

"Leave and leave, whoever doesn't leave is a dog! I'll go home right away and get the materials. Before Qiao Zhanbei's words were finished, he was interrupted angrily by Ye Mian.

She hung up the phone vigorously, her face was red with anger, even the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and her hands trembled involuntarily.

Dog man, she waited for him to take the initiative to apologize and make peace, and he actually wanted to divorce her.

The more Ye Mian thought about it, the more angry he became.

She made it all the way home.

The woman was wearing a windbreaker and sunglasses, her steps were windy, her slightly curly long hair fluttering in the wind, and her aura was full of aura.

Qiao Zhanbei stood by the window of the master bedroom on the second floor, looking at Ye Mian who came back with a menacing attitude, he couldn't help but be nervous, he swallowed his throat.

Ye Mian just entered the door, took off his sunglasses, and glanced at his back angrily.

She walked straight to the bedside table, took out the file bag in the bottom drawer, and checked that all but the receipt was complete.

The divorce registration receipt was torn up by her a long time ago.

She raised her wrist to look at her watch, and shouted at him, "Let's go, let's go now, just in time for the registration office to go to work in the afternoon." ”

The words fell, and he took a step towards the door.

Qiao Zhanbei came over and blocked in front of her.

The man's eyes were gloomy, and he said lightly: "For this matter, you want to divorce me?" ”

Ye Mian looked at him with confusion in his eyes, mixed with anger and chagrin.

At this time, standing in front of him, she had an aura of two meters, raised her eyebrows, and sneered: "Qiao Zhanbei, you are going to divorce me."

The dog man wanted to bite her back.

"I didn't say it. I want to ask you, when the time comes, do you want to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to revoke the application. He was halfway through his sentence, and she interrupted at that time.

Hearing this, Ye Mian was slightly stunned.

It turned out that she had misunderstood, and he didn't want to leave.

But her ugly words have already been said in front of her, and she is a dog if she is not separated.

She narrowed her eyes, remembering his hatefulness yesterday, and sneered: "Then you have to leave, you said that I raised a man outside, this kind of marriage without trust as the cornerstone will fall apart sooner or later, it is better to stop the loss in time." ”

"It's better to hit the day than to choose a day, let's go!" She straightened her back with a determined look.

Seeing that she looked like she was really leaving, Qiao Zhanbei's heart tightened, his pupils dilated, he swallowed his throat, and whispered, "I was wrong." ”

"What?" Ye Mian pretended not to hear.

The man cleared his throat, raised his voice, and said seriously: "I was wrong yesterday, I shouldn't have said that about you, I'm sorry." ”

Dog man.

He wasn't like that yesterday.

Ye Mian snorted coldly and glanced at him, "I'm sorry it's useless, the words you say, the water that spilled out." Let's go, grind and chirp. ”

She bypassed him and strode to the door.

Qiao Zhanbei caught up in a panic, blocked in front of her, wrapped his arms around her waist, and said in a humble tone: "Mrs. Qiao, I was wrong, forgive me, okay?" ”

When the words fell, he was about to kiss her.

Ye Mian turned his face away, making him pounce, and still said with a straight face: "It's not good, don't forgive." Today's marriage must be divorced, and whoever does not leave is a dog. ”

She doesn't want to be a dog.

Qiao Zhanbei chewed out the meaning of her words in an instant, and hurriedly coaxed: "Well, I don't want to leave, I'm a dog." ”

This dog man, really can't get used to it, hang him overnight, and then he knows how to be a man.

"You're not a dog, how can a dog speak human language." Her tone was dark and suggestive.

How could Qiao Zhanbei not hear the meaning of her words, she wanted him to learn how to bark.

The man's Adam's apple slid up and down, looking at her with resistance in his eyes.

Ye Mian's eyes lit up, and he was about to break away from him.

"Wang ......," the man's voice cried out in confusion.

Ye Mian's eyes wandered, and he said darkly: "What was it just now?" Inaudible. ”

She'll just play with him!

"Wang!" The man's voice was loud, and black lines hung from his forehead.

Gao Leng Qiao Ba was always trained by her to learn how to bark, Ye Mian pursed his lips and smiled, glanced at him fiercely, and said with disgust: "Why did you go earlier." ”

Her anger hasn't subsided.

Qiao Zhanbei covered his mouth and nose at this time and sneezed.

He looked at her, his eyes were resentful, aggrieved, and his words complained, "Stinky girl, I watched you in the car all night last night, and I was counted down by a group of old ladies in the morning and parked indiscriminately." ”

It turned out that the car was really his.

Seeing that he seemed to be frozen and cold, Ye Mian was a little soft-hearted.

"You deserve it." She said stiffly, "What about your materials, hurry up and get them." ”

She also said she was leaving.

Qiao Zhanbei's face turned dark, snatched the document bag in her hand, and threw it away.

The man pulled her into his arms and clasped her face, the warm breath sprayed between her noses, and he squinted his dangerous eyes, "Deliberately angry with me, right?" ”

Ye Mian's heart palpitated, "I, I'm serious—hmm—"

He kissed her viciously.

She stubbornly resisted, and he grabbed her lips and gnawed and bitten.

This grinding spirit, I really want to eat her.

Qiao Zhanbei kissed Ye Mian all the way and pushed her down on the neat big bed.

"Hmm...... Qiao Zhanbei, you are a real dog, it hurts to death! When he let go, Ye Mian licked his swollen and painful lips, which were bitten by him, and he didn't have a good airway.

Seeing her puffing up, her little face crimson, and her lips gorgeous like a rose, Qiao Zhanbei's tongue touched the roof of her mouth, and she couldn't help laughing.

"Give you a bite back." He said with a wicked grin.

"I'm not a dog." Ye Mian glared at him.

The man in front of him was wearing a slouchy knitted sweater she had just bought for him not long ago, in gray tones, lined with a denim-colored shirt underneath, buttoned to the top.

The complexion is cold and white, and the bangs like ink are attached to the forehead, revealing a bit of youthfulness.

In a trance, she seemed to see him at the age of seventeen, her heart trembled, swallowed her saliva, and pounced on him, gnawing and biting his lips.

Qiao Zhanbei was happy in his heart, he clasped the back of her head, took the initiative to act, and kissed her neck.

After a kiss, the button of his shirt was unbuttoned by her, and there was an extra strawberry mark on the sexy raised Adam's apple, which was ambiguous and sultry.

It's love-hate at the same time.

Ye Mian's watery eyes glanced at him, and he looked like himself with white eyes.

was coaxed by him and softened.

"Still angry?" He nodded her nose and asked with a smirk.

"Gas."

Ye Mian got out of bed, took off his coat, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, sat on the sofa and basked in the sun, picked up a book, and pretended to read it.

The man hurriedly followed.

Squatted down in front of her and looked up at her, "Commander Ye, how else do you want to relieve your anger?" ”

It's learning to bark again, and it's being gnawed by her, and she's still angry.

Ye Mian's eyes rolled, "The live broadcast punishment is good." ”

Qiao Zhanbei: "......"

In his eyes, a fox-like cunning light flashed, picked up her mobile phone, and swept her face to open the screen, "Okay, just use your account to broadcast live and drain Commander Ye." ”

Is he serious?

Do you want Qiao's stock price to earthquake?

She hurriedly snatched her phone.

"Not angry now?" The man asked again.

knew that she was reluctant.

Ye Mian ignored him.

Qiao Zhanbei squeezed into the sofa and hugged her on his lap, the man gently kissed the white back of her neck, and said in a low tone: "I'm still angry." ”