Chapter 22 The Tao of Hanging and Beating the Aborigines
He held her palm-sized little face, as if he had imprisoned her in the palm of his hand.
"Whether you can go or not, it's up to me!"
Her heart chuckled, "What do you mean? We signed an agreement, divorced, we have no relationship, you can't control me." ”
He stared at her grimly, his eyes wide, as if he was going to swallow her whole.
"It's up to me to decide whether to divorce or not!"
His tone was vicious, domineering, and brutal, like a tyrant issuing a ban.
Her face turned pale, as if she had been robbed of her blood.
This frightened her.
After swallowing her saliva fiercely, she barely regained her composure, "I'm afraid I can't help you in this matter, Lin Wanshu is your father's designated wife, and if you marry her, you can't explain it to your aunt and the Lu family." ”
The corners of Lu Junyan's mouth hooked up a hint of gloomy cold arc, "Who have I been afraid of?
His tone was extremely cold, as if icicles collided with icicles, sending chills down her back.
She clenched her fists, trying to gather her courage.
You can't fight him hard, you have to overcome rigidity with softness!
After being silent for a while, she let go of her fingers, grinned the corners of her mouth, and replaced it with a self-deprecating smile, "Mr. Lu, I am just an inconspicuous little person, it's not worth your wasted thoughts, you just treat me as a P and let me go." ”
Lu Junyan was stunned, his dark ice eyes flickering slightly.
Little loach, started playing tricks with him?
"What if I don't want to put it?"
That's a pun!
She smiled, patted his little hand on the shoulder, and had a flattering expression, "P will be very uncomfortable to hold on, and it is harmful to the body, you must let it go, let it out, and be relaxed and refreshed." ”
Lu Junyan only felt that the anger in her stomach was suffocated, and she just wanted to punish her fiercely to relieve her anger!
"Your whole body is the most annoying of this mouth. ”
She shuddered and hurriedly covered her mouth with her hand, lest he overlord the bow again.
"I'm not talking, okay?"
Lu Junyan was speechless, and his fist smashed into the cotton ball again, and the internal injuries were aggravated layer by layer.
Sooner or later, this woman will be so angry that she vomits blood and dies.
With one hand, he straightened up, walked to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of pure water to reduce the fire.
"Are you ready to admit defeat and run away?"
"What do you mean?" said Angel, pretending to be stupid.
But he saw through it at a glance, "Don't pretend, you can't hide your little tricks from me!"
Angel sat up, picked up an orange from the bedside table, and peeled it off little by little.
"I quit voluntarily and don't embarrass you, okay?"
Lu Junyan snatched the orange in her hand, divided it by two, peeled it cleanly, and put it in her hand.
"Aren't you strong when you're strong?"
She lowered her head and looked at the orange in her hand, and a sad smile gradually appeared on her face,
"I will also retreat in the face of difficulties, good birds choose trees to perch, and good ministers choose their masters. You don't like me, I'll choose a new boss, right?"
She said, changing her tone, "But don't worry, I will still finish the new product, with a beginning and an end." ”
Lu Junyan frowned, he didn't like the word "end".
"I have never denied your ability to work. ”
Angel raised her head and looked at him with wide eyes, her innate stubbornness revealing from her eyes.
"I can't be subservient to Eve, if it were you, would you be willing?"
Lu Junyan stretched out his hand and put it on her head, and her handsome face looked particularly deep and unfathomable under the light.
"Before you even started, you thought you were going to lose?"
When these words came out of his mouth, Angel only thought it was funny.
Wasn't it because of his preference, because of his cover-up and connivance, that she felt hopeless?