Fast time travel: Veteran Green Tea is showing off his acting skills again

Chapter 162 The White Moonlight of Those Years 2
Xia Ling in front of him was wearing a milky white knitted sweater with a large neckline that slid down slightly, revealing the wide shoulder strap of the vest on his left shoulder.

The clothes on her waist stuck to her belly, and she could clearly see the three stripes of flesh on her belly.

Her hair was casually coiled into a ball, and on her slightly chubby face, she wore a pair of big-frame glasses.

The cotton shorts, which were supposed to look purely sexy, tightly wrapped her thick white legs.

Mo Cheng looked at the ordinary wife in front of him, and there was no guilt in his eyes for doing something wrong.

On the contrary, I feel that this woman has hidden her greed for too long.

It's a joke to say that you can't live without him.

Sure enough, Tutu was right, Xia Ling has never been such a simple person.

Mo Cheng extinguished the cigarette in his hand, looked up at Xia Ling, his black eyes were as calm as water, without any fluctuation, "I can't do it without leaving the house. The house and car are yours, and the children are yours. Five years a year Ten thousand living expenses, the company belongs to me, if you agree, we will divorce immediately."

Xia Ling didn't talk nonsense with Mo Cheng at all, got up and walked towards the house, "If you can't do it, then you won't leave. When you figure it out, when will you divorce."

Mo Cheng hurriedly followed behind him. When he heard that Xia Ling was going to drag on like this, he suddenly lost his patience.

He said angrily: "Xia Ling, is this kind of marriage really interesting to you? I don't love you, do you understand? I don't want to live with you for a minute. Even if we are not lovers, we once It's also been friends for so many years, don't you just watch Tutu get pregnant without a name, and you just watch her and the child wander outside?!"

Xia Ling opened the closet in the room, took off all of Mo Cheng's expensive suits, and threw them on the ground.

"Friends? You two have the nerve to mention the word friend to me?" She threw his clothes on the ground and said: "What do you mean, I watched her and the child wandering outside, knowing what she is doing is not what she is doing? She volunteered? Wasn't the pregnancy voluntary? Mo Cheng, Major put that disgusting shit basin on my head. If one of you really regarded me as a friend, none of this would have happened today. Since you don't love me , confessed to me again, fell in love, got married and had children, you have wasted my youth for so many years, I want these, how many?"

Mo Cheng picked up the clothes on the ground, threw them on the bed, and yelled: "What about you?! Didn't you delay my youth? Did you sacrifice your youth alone?!"

"Did I force you?" Xia Ling panted and put down her hand, pointing to the clothes on the ground, "From today onwards, you are not allowed to enter this house and live in another house. If you want to move out with Lin Yimo Live together, then wait for me to sue you for bigamy. Isn't it okay for her? Then go to jail. "

She picked up the clothes on the ground and threw them into the living room like crazy. Some clothes flew over Mo Cheng's head, some hit Mo Cheng's face directly, and finally fell to the ground, and some were wrapped in hangers. It hit Mo Cheng directly on the forehead.

Mo Cheng felt pain and anger from being beaten, pointed at Xia Ling tremblingly, and cursed: "Xia Ling, you are a lunatic! A complete lunatic!"

"Yes, I am." Xia Ling raised her lips and smiled, "Are you surprised that you drove me crazy?"

Mo Cheng stared at Xia Ling for a while, then bent down to pick up the clothes on the ground one by one, holding them in his arms. Not wanting to say another word to Xia Ling, he turned around and left the room.

Xia Ling glanced at the mobile phone buckled on the bed, and stepped forward to lock the door.

She selected all the chat records of Mo Cheng and Lin Yimo, then merged them and forwarded them to her account.

Mo Cheng, who didn't know when he regretted coming, knocked on the door and shouted: "My phone is inside! Give it to me!"

Xia Ling lowered her eyes, deleted her dialog page, and locked the phone.

She got up and opened the door, and then threw it directly behind him like a parabola.

Don't think about it, there must be no perfect place.

Mo Cheng looked back at the mobile phone lying flat against the ground, and was once again irritated, shouting: "Are you sick?!"

Xia Ling stared at Mo Cheng coldly, "If it wasn't for fear of falling objects from a height and hitting people, I would have thrown you downstairs. At this moment, I don't even want to see you, understand? Talk to you, One more sentence, I feel sick, straight to the stomach."

Without waiting for his response, he took a step back and closed the door forcefully.

Looking at the closed door, Mo Cheng always felt as if he had never known this wife who grew up together and shared the same bed for many years.

When did she become so arrogant.

In the past, no matter if she lost her temper or did anything, she would suffer silently without saying a word.

After so many years, she seems to have gotten used to her being weak and obedient.

It seems that not only did the divorce not develop as he imagined, but it became increasingly difficult.

He picked up the broken mobile phone on the ground and found that it could still be used normally, so he opened his mother's chat dialog box and sent a message to his mother that he would go home tomorrow to discuss things.

Early the next morning.

Xia Ling stood in front of the mirror and looked at her round face. The big eyes that she was proud of were now squeezed smaller by the flesh. There were also thick fat on the eyelids, the deep eye sockets were also filled, and the nose was fat. twice, the three-dimensional face is no longer three-dimensional.

Even though he was wearing loose clothes, it looked as wide as a wall, and the flesh that should be hidden was not covered at all.

Is this ordinary appearance the reason for losing love?

"Mother, mother! Mother..."

When Xia Ling was in a daze, he heard Mo Weiwei's crying outside the door, resounding like heaven and earth.

As soon as she opened the door and came out, she could smell an indescribable stench from the living room, which made her sick.

Xia Ling covered her nose and looked at the disheveled daughter in front of her, blushing from crying.

She asked, "What's wrong with you? Don't cry."

"I, I pulled my pants... Mom, I didn't mean to..." Mo Weiwei cried out of breath, covered her buttocks with her little hands, and couldn't stop crying.

"It's okay, don't cry." Xia Ling stepped forward and took Wei Wei's hand, gently wiping away the tears on her face, "Why don't you go to the toilet?"

"Dad, Dad..., Dad, don't come out, I have been holding back, I can't hold it anymore..."

Xia Ling glanced in the direction of the bathroom, and his heart was so angry that he folded his head.

Mo Cheng is considered a human being!

She rushed to the bathroom and knocked a few times, but the people inside didn't intend to come out.

Turning around, she remembered that all the keys at home had been placed in the drawer of the TV cabinet. She rummaged around and found the key with the bathroom sticker on it. She rushed to the bathroom door and opened the door directly.

As soon as he opened the door, Mo Cheng, who was sitting on the toilet, was frightened and his face turned red. "What are you doing!"

Xia Ling looked at his clean face and styled hair and knew exactly what the child was doing inside when he was about to go to the toilet.

"Come out, now, immediately!"

(End of this chapter)