Kiss her 90,000 times

Coming out of the master bedroom, Fu Conglin went to the study.

He smoked one cigarette after another, but after a while, several cigarette butts were stuffed into the ashtray, and the study room was filled with a strong smell of tobacco.

The smoke flickered on and off, lingering around him. The man had a gloomy and cold expression. He leaned against the desk with one hand on his waist and his ankles crossed.

Shi Wan's attitude surprised him.

Do you really want to agree to divorce her?
Fu Conglin subconsciously refused. He couldn't tell what his feelings for Shi Wan were. He only knew that she was used to following him, following him, entangled him, every smile, every move, thinking back now. Wake up, as if everything is vivid.

Why did it change all of a sudden.

Is it really like what Zhao Xian said, that he hurt her too much, and wanted to leave when he was too disappointed.

Fu Conglin didn't believe it.

He is sure and convinced that Shi Wan loves him deeply, the kind that cannot extricate himself, it is impossible to casually say that he does not love him, and take it as if he really does not love him, she is lying, perfunctory, duplicity, Self-deception.

Yes, rabbits will bite when they are in a hurry.

What's wrong with her petty temper, she was enduring it before, but now because of Song Banxia, ​​she has been wronged, so she can't bear it anymore, and wants to burst out and relieve her anger.

He can understand.

Fu Conglin snuffed out the cigarette butt, raised his eyelids, lazily stood up straight, and walked towards the window, letting in the night wind to dispel the strong smell of smoke.

He stared at the distant mountains and peaks, the black shadows formed into a piece, and let out a breath at a leisurely pace.

Want to get a divorce?
Let this heart die as soon as possible.
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Fu Conglin took a shower in the guest room.

He also lived in the guest room for a few days, and he is still not used to it.

When I fall asleep, I always feel that the bed is too hard, not as soft as the master bedroom, and the bathroom is also small. Although the room is complete, it is far worse than the decoration and furnishings of the master bedroom.

Her hair was wet and the night was cold, so Fu Conglin took a hair dryer to dry her hair.

I just plugged it in, pressed it twice, and found that the hair dryer didn't move.

Fu Conglin frowned, and fiddled with it for a while, only to remember that he dropped the hair dryer the night before, could it be broken?
He tried several times, but the hair dryer still didn't work.

So he threw it away and rolled up a towel to wipe his hair.

After a while, he pulled his slippers and walked towards the master bedroom.

The living room was quiet, only the dim light in the corridor illuminated, it was getting late, Fu Conglin had just seen it, and it was already half in the morning.

Fu Conglin stood in front of the master bedroom door, put his hand on the doorknob, and pressed down tentatively.

It took a little effort.

The door wasn't locked, and it opened easily.

The light from the hallway slips into the bedroom floor, creating a play of light and shadow that contrasts with the darkness of the room.

Fu Conglin lowered his eyes, took two steps forward, pushed the door open and entered.

Gently leading the door, leaving a gap, groping along the wall with his hand, skillfully turned on the wall lamp by the bed.

A warm light came on.

According to the sleeping person on the bed.

Fu Conglin stared at the huddled ball on the bed, in an extremely insecure posture, approached lightly, and looked down at Shi Wan.

When she was asleep, her expression was extraordinarily docile and soft, with a peaceful and beautiful face.

Fu Conglin's heart softened unconsciously.

On the face, she approached Shi Wan calmly, sat down on the edge of the bed, and stared at her peaceful sleeping face.

Fu Conglin had never scrutinized Shi Wan so closely before, it looked like Shi Wan was asleep.

Her eyebrows are well-trimmed and delicate, her eye feathers are very long, the light falls under her eyelids, there is a light shadow, she is beautiful, her nose bridge is thin and straight, the tip of her nose is round and delicate, there is a faint mole on the top, her cheek Pressing on the pillow caused the lips to curl up slightly, but it was cute and cute.

Fu Conglin's Adam's apple rolled up and down unnaturally a few times, feeling his throat a little itchy.

His gaze ranged from her forehead to her red lips, and then to her delicate skinned neck. The neckline of her pajamas was deformed by the posture, revealing a section of her collarbone.

There is a faint fragrance on the woman's body.

In the dead of night, it was extraordinarily tempting.

Fu Conglin pursed his lips. In fact, he hadn't been with her for a long time.

In the past, Shi Wan took the initiative mostly, probably because he wanted to keep him in that way.

Most of the men are inferior, and because Shi Wan was his wife, she was somewhat resistant in her heart, but her body was honest. Moreover, Shi Wan was indeed in harmony with him. On this point, he was sure of Shi Wan.

But during this period of time, they have been having conflicts, not to mention Shi Wan getting close to him, even if he kissed her twice, he would be ridiculed with cold eyes, and his temper was too bad.

Until now, Fu Conglin's tongue still hurts. When brushing his teeth, the pain made him grin his teeth and dare not use force.

Right now, the soft fragrance and gentle jade are all in sight, looking at Shi Wan's face, Fu Conglin couldn't resist the impulse and wanted to kiss Fangze.

Shi Wan didn't sleep very deeply.

Probably saw the photos of Fu Conglin and Song Banxia before going to bed, and they were all in my dream after falling asleep.

She dreamed that when she married Fu Conglin, there were flowers, champagne, and a cloud of guests. She was wearing a wedding dress and was accepting Fu Conglin's affectionate confession with a happy face. Suddenly, a woman broke in, pointed at her and yelled: "Vox! Bitch! You It's Xiaosan!"

She looked around in a panic, and saw Song Banxia wearing a wedding dress that looked just like hers.

All of a sudden, people around her were talking about her, most of which were scolding and mocking.

She was anxious to explain, and subconsciously wanted to pull Fu Conglin's hand, but Fu Conglin's face was full of hatred for her.

She opened her mouth: "Cong Lin, I'm not..."

Fu Conglin turned a blind eye, turned around and approached Song Banxia.

Immediately afterwards, she was ruthlessly kicked off the stage, watching Fu Conglin put the ring on Song Banxia's finger, and the two kissed sweetly.

Her eyes were red with jealousy offstage.

Then the screen changed again.

Fu Conglin and Song Banxia were lingering wantonly in the wedding room that she personally arranged, and the man was devoted to the extreme. Song Banxia put his arms around Fu Conglin's waist, supported his shoulders, poked his head out and looked at her standing at the door with a smile.

He proudly said: "Look, what belongs to me is still mine after all, what right do you have to snatch it from me—"

Shi Wan kept shaking her head and staggering her steps. She yelled and frantically wanted to wake Fu Conglin, but he ignored him. The coquettish and lazy eyes of the man she saw with her own eyes were familiar to her.

It is the look of the happiest moment.

"Do not--!!"

She screamed in pain, but they were deaf.

Shi Wan suddenly struggled out of the dream, sweat all over her body, and the bitterness and astringency densely spread in her heart.

He opened his eyes slightly, but before he could react, he smelled a familiar breath, and then a shadow fell.

When Fu Conglin was about to touch her lips, Shi Wan opened her eyes wide, her mind was clear, and she warned coldly: "If you dare to kiss her, I will tear your mouth apart."