Black-bellied ex-husband don't get entangled

Lu Yibei let go of the doorknob, nodded the watch on his wrist and said with a little worry.

Yao Muzhen continued to stare at Lu Yibei without any reaction, and her casual style revealed infinite charm. Lu Yibei's eyes flickered, and his gaze was a little erratic, so he didn't dare to look directly at Yao Muzhen.

Yao Mujin didn't speak, and Lu Yibei didn't speak when he stood at the door, the atmosphere wasn't awkward anymore, it was even charming.

Yao Mujin and Lu Yibei had no intention of leaving, her delicate brows were slightly frowned, and she asked dissatisfiedly, "Still going out?"

The indifferent tone hidden in Yao Mujin's laziness woke up Lu Yibei, who had lost his composure. Lu Yibei's heart sank, and he quickly packed up his thoughts, and secretly said with a [-]-point air: "Wait a while for a drink? Don't soak for too long."

After finishing speaking, he closed the door and retreated. The eyes of Lu Yibei and Yao Mujin met in the crack of the door. Their eyes were of extremely complicated colors. They didn't look back until the door was completely closed.

The moment the door was closed, Luibei, who was worried at first, looked pale and ugly, his beautiful phoenix eyes were full of anger and sinister, and at the same time, his face that terrified countless people was also distorted.

Yao Mujin withdrew her gaze with deep meaning, and slowly stood up from the bathtub. The water flowed along her smooth skin, and her skin became fairer against the black hair. Aromatic and sweet taste.

Yao Mujin put on a bathrobe casually, wiped her hair with a towel, tilted her head, and casually walked towards the living room, stepping on the bright and discernible floor with her bare feet, leaving strings of water marks, just like the ones left in her life. Like the next one, sloppy.

Just like that, the sloppy Yao Muzhen walked towards the living room, and Louis Bei sat down in her direction. He saw Yao Muzhen the first second he appeared, and he smiled at Yao Muzhen, without asking Yao Muzhen's wishes, and went straight to her. Poured her a glass of wine and said apologetically, "I woke up early, I hope you are not picky."

Yao Mujin raised her eyebrows, threw the towel on the chair beside her, sat down and took a sip, the old god sat on the ground next to her and savored it for a while, then said to Louis with no expression on her face: "Actually, I don't like wine. Very good at it."

When he said these words, Yao Mujin actually thought of Lin Yunchuan again. Lin Yunchuan likes to collect wine, and he can clearly remember any wine and its origin. Yao Mujin has admired this skill for a long time.

Yao Muzhen, who once said that he wanted to surpass Lin Yunchuan, was full of confidence, but Yao Muzhen, who didn't like drinking, quickly put this ambition behind him.

Living together for too long, trying to completely remove each other from life is as painful and difficult as gouging out your own flesh.

After the separation, you found out that you and him seem to have been to every place, every detail will remind you of him, and all the things you have done with him will haunt you like a magic spell, his habits, to him You will remember your hobbies very clearly, which makes you unable to calm down.

However, the flesh is spoiled, festered, festered, no matter how painful it is, you have to grit your teeth and cut it off.

"Are you satisfied?"
Louis Bei shook the wine glass in his hand, and the purple wine fluctuated slightly in the glass, like crystals weeping.

Lu Yibei looked at Yao Mujin with a slight smile, and his pair of upturned phoenix eyes showed affection.

Yao Mujin pointed at the table twice, "That's right, it's good to hide like a fugitive."

After receiving Yao Mujin's affirmative reply, Lu Yibei's eyebrows were beaming, and the momentary feeling of smiling was like Li Junsheng's singing with a smile. , Erase the strange feeling in my heart.

"It seems that my judgment is not completely correct, and it is difficult for everyone to accept." Louis Bei laughed.
Except for a white woolen sweater, he has already changed into a whole set of clothes, and he will not feel cold in a heated room. On the contrary, in the bloated winter, he looks frosty and fairy-like, with a pair of Zhang's elegant smiling face is even more pleasing to the eye.

Louis Bei’s feeling for Yao Mujin is very similar to that of Li Junsheng. Li Junsheng has an inexplicable attachment to pure-color clothes, especially pure white. Li Junsheng is white and transparent, and always has a refined temperament, warm and moist, but repulsive. Thousands of miles away, like an unattainable fairy.

This situation made Yao Muzhen's unhappy mood even worse. If it wasn't for sure that Louis Bei didn't know Li Junsheng, Yao Muzhen would be very suspicious, and he intended to imitate Li Junsheng.

Yao Mujin suppressed the uneasiness in her heart, reluctantly raised her interest, and asked, "Is there anyone who finds it difficult to accept your ideas?"

"Yes, my agent said that I often make choices that she doesn't understand, and she often wonders if there is something wrong with my brain."

"My brain is normal and it's functioning very well," joked Louise.

Lu Yibei's sense of humor made Yao Muzhen have no time to appreciate it. Yao Muzhen's attention was attracted by Lu Yibei's computer on the table. Before Yao Muzhen came out of the bathroom, Lu Yibei should be online, with a half-open chat interface, probably It occupies one-fifth of the screen, and various icons are densely arranged on half the screen, but Yao Mujin can still see Louis Bei's computer desktop.

On the table is an ordinary landscape picture, the waterfall is flying straight down, the waterfall is magnificent, and the water is full of mist. On the promenade, adults and children are laughing and laughing under the waterfall. Their hair is half wet, but their enthusiasm remains undiminished.

The photography is professional and well trimmed, the expressions of the children and adults are vivid, but the quality of the photography is very old.

The size of the photo didn't fit well with the desktop, and the vertical photo left a black area around the edge of the 12-inch computer screen.

"Is this Iguazu Falls?"
Yao Mujin looked at the photo and asked expressionlessly, her oriole-like voice was cold and without ups and downs.

The red wine gently rippling in the wine glass casts a layer of hazy purple light on Yao Muzhen's plain fingers, which seems to be extremely charming, and also like a light song of blood, the reflection of the photo is reflected in Yao Muzhen's watery eyes , seems to be shimmering, but there is no longer the look at that moment.

Following Yao Muzhen's gaze, Lu Yibei's face was solemn when he saw the photo, and his affectionate eyes flashed past, but he quickly returned to normal. He put down his wine glass, sat on the sofa, picked up the computer, and put it on the His legs slipped a little, the screen flickered on and off, and the fluorescent light hit his face, adding a bit of weirdness to his stunning face.

"Yeah, this is a great place! It's my favorite place to play," said Luigi, who seemed to be freewheeling, as he played on his computer.