In the air, there is only the roar of the hair dryer.

Night fell little by little.

The housekeeper handed back the dried clothes.

Chu Youzhou was still blowing his hair.

She felt like she was being blown dry.

It was dark in the room, but he didn't turn on the light.

Song Juan threw her clothes aside, not planning to return them at all.

"I have to go home." Chu Youcong glanced at the pile of clothes, and finally couldn't help but turn off the hair dryer and said.

Song Juan lit a cigarette, but did not answer.

Chu Youzhou had no choice but to say it again.

Song Juan stubbed out the cigarette, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, brushed her hair with his slender fingers, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Is what grandpa said today true?"

Chu You porridge was taken aback for a moment, not keeping up with his rhythm, "What?"

"Don't be stupid."

Chu Youzhou suddenly thought of his grandfather's sentence, you still love Song Juan, and hurriedly waved his hand in denial: "Ahahaha... Song Juan, grandpa has dementia, how can you take what he said seriously."

Song Juan leaned forward, her tall figure shrouded her in a shadow, and her tone was firm without any rebuttal: "Divorce Lu Ye."

Chu Youzhou was startled, pretending to be calm, "How many times do I have to say, I love him, and I won't leave."

"Love?" Song Juan suddenly grabbed her hand and raised it up, "Then explain to me what this is?"

In Chu You porridge's palms were those wounds that hadn't fully healed. When she came here today, she had been carefully covering them so that no one would notice them.Compared with the past two weeks, I have recovered a lot.

He must have seen it during the first aid just now.

"I accidentally injured myself, and it has nothing to do with Lu Ye."

The smile on Song Juan's face was unclear, "Did I say it has something to do with him?"

Chu Youzhou tightened his fingertips, and met Song Juan's gaze coldly, "I'm not in the mood to play word games with you."

"Chu You porridge, how long are you going to lie to yourself?"

"It's you who deceived yourself!"

"You married Lu Ye to save your parents." Song Juan has always been a restrained and calm person, but at this moment, he was pushed to the brink of losing control by Chu Youzhou, and he grabbed her hand harder and harder, "I'm back, you don't need to compromise anymore."

"It seems that Young Master Song hasn't woken up today." Chu You porridge didn't want to continue chatting with him, "I love my husband very much, and I love my current life very much. I hope Young Master Song will stop disturbing us. You don't care The actual fantasy should be used on the fiancée."

After finishing speaking, she pulled out her hand and lifted the quilt and rushed towards the door.

However, just as she touched the handrail, a strong force suddenly pulled her back.

It was hot.

"Run away with a guilty conscience, Chu You porridge, after so many years, you haven't changed at all."

Chu You porridge fell into Song Juan's arms, and she struggled desperately to break free from his grip, but Song Juan's strength was so great that she couldn't break free at all.

"Song Juan, let go."

Song Juan held her tightly, preventing her from breaking free.

Chu Youzhou had no choice but to bite him hard, but he just frowned and still didn't let go.

Instead, he clasped her face with the other hand, raised her head, and kissed her like that.

Chu Youzhou slammed his entire back against the door, and was completely imprisoned by him, unable to retreat.

The moment her lips and teeth met, she almost fainted.

How could he do this!

How could this be!

Song Juan held Chu You porridge in his arms, and with a brute force, he attacked the city with her mouth.

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