All The Male Leads Have Blackened

Cen Simao was almost dragged into the room by Lu Mufan.

The door was closed, and across the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, Cen Simiao could see the health calendar being photographed outside the door. He was anxious, shouting his throat hard, his face flushed.

But the room was well soundproofed, and even when he shouted loudly, Cen Simiao heard it intermittently, especially unclear. She was curious, what was being said by the calendar, after all, they had been caught together, and what lie he could make up to pass.

Couldn't help turning his head and glancing a few more times.

When Lu Mufan entered the living room, he was so annoyed that he changed his shoes. He usually wears the right tie. At this moment, he felt a little tight and made his chest feel stuffy.

He raised his hand and loosened his tie, and after taking a breath, he saw Cen Simiao staring at the floor-to-ceiling window, narrowing his shoulders and looking out at the calendar.

Lu Mufan's heart was even more somber, his face was calm, and the corners of his eyebrows were angry: "What are you looking at?"

Cen Simiao was frightened by him, and quickly retracted her head. She curled her skirt, her nails were white, and she dared not speak. Lu Mufan's breathing sound is much heavier than usual. Mei Yujian has been restraining his anger, but his face is still not looking good.

He only noticed Cen Simao's clothes, the dress was close to the body, and the curve was drawn. The neck and shoulders were all exposed. There was a lazy kitten on the delicate collarbone.

Even more tempting.

Lu Mufan frowned, walked with a somber face, Cen Simiao's eyelashes trembled, and raised his eyes to see him standing in front of her. Lu Mufan held her shoulders and stretched out her hands to pinch her collarbone.

Ceng Simiao suddenly became stiff, his fingers were long, his bones were clear, and he was wheat-colored. Lu Mufan's hands fell on her collarbone, and his skin tone contrast was a little obvious.

His strength was great, rubbing against Cen Simiao's collarbone with his fingertips, the black kitten gradually bloomed to the surroundings, and Cen Simiao's fair skin next to him became dirty.

There was also some redness, and she couldn't help taking a breath and shouting pain in her mouth. Cen Simiao was aggrieved. She yelled two pains, and tears were in her eyes.

Lu Mufan's face was cold, and he stopped. "You are really interested. When you meet him, you must draw a pattern on the collarbone."

Cen Simiao squeezed her lips tightly, shedding tears and choking, "I didn't, you listen to me explain."

Lu Mufan tightened his jaw, lowered his head, took off his watch, turned and put it on the coffee table, and the leather shoes he wore stepped on the floor to make a noise.

Cen Simiao was crying a little tired, thinking that he was impatient, ready to go upstairs, she was about to breathe a sigh of relief, and heard: "Okay, you explain to me."

"……"What?

Lu Mufan took off his jacket, sat on the sofa, rolled up his cuffs, unbuttoned a few buttons, and revealed a strong chest. Hold back to the irritability, barely calm down.

Cen Simiao looked at him, and felt itchy. She pursed her lips, which is not unexplainable, but if she told him that the calendar was running by herself and wanted to continue with her, Lu Mufan was afraid he would not believe it.

And maybe it's going to be counter-productive, reminding him that the original owner had sneaked together with Wei Li before.

Cen Simiao felt that it would be better to let Lu Mufan misunderstand her now and not give her a good-looking look. At that time, the woman next door could not help but talk to Lu Mufan and he would probably feel guilty and wrong her.

Cen Simiao snorted a few times: "I ... I'm going to find you."

Lu Mufan heard the words, stared at her, his eyes were so deep that he couldn't see the emotion inside: "What do you want me to do?"

Cen Simiao continued to edit: "You said you have to work overtime, I just want to make steak for you."

Lu Mufan raised his eyes, leaned forward, and found his mobile phone from his jacket. He scratched the screen. Cen Simao didn't know what he was going to do, and looked at him.

Lu Mufan's eyes fell on the call record with Cen Simiao. The time showed five o'clock. He laughed a little, with a strange voice: "I usually go home around six o'clock, and come back early today. If you want to make steak for I eat and wait until I get home. "

He looked up: "I got home around 5:30 this time, and you called me at 5:30, and in half an hour, you painted your makeup, changed your clothes, and fried the steak?"

Cen Simiao was stunned by him.

She opened her mouth and was speechless for a long time.

Lu Mufan didn't even have the ridiculous smile at the moment. He froze, stared at Cen Simiao, and said, "You got married with no feelings for me. You proposed a divorce not long ago. I have agreed. And signed it. "

Cen Simiao was panicked and wanted to interrupt, but was frightened by Lu Mufan's somber complexion.

His eyes were sharp: "If you want to share more property, I hope you can make it clear and stop doing something useless."

Cen Simiao vaguely felt as if she had taken off.

Lu Mufan stood up, he came to Cen Simiao, pursing his lips tightly, his eyebrows stern: "But before you sign, I hope you remember that you are still my wife."

All of a sudden her heart went back to her belly.

Cen Simiao shivered even more, raised her hand, carefully dragged Lu Mufan's sleeve, and was instantly avoided. She said grievously, "I ’m always practicing how to make steak while you are away. When I call you, , Which happens to be the best piece. "

She reached out and wiped her tears: "You said that if you don't come back, I'll hurry up and want to go to the company to get you there."

Lu Mufan squinted his eyes. His usual gentleness had disappeared for the most part, but in his manners, he still showed grace, but suddenly reached out to hold Cen Simiao's shoulder. She flew forward and almost hit Lu Mufan. In the arms.

Cen Simiao raised his head when he reacted, his eyes lashed, the corners of his mouth pulled, his jaw tightened, his eyes sharpened, and Shen Sheng said, "What about the divorce agreement?"

Cen Simiao froze and did not understand what he meant. Lu Mufan frowned and asked again, pointing to the drawer of the coffee table.

Lu Mufan found out the divorce agreement, which still contained only his signature. He picked it up and turned to the bedroom. I did not forget to tell Cen Simiao: "I will come to a lawyer in a few days and renegotiate the agreement. I hope you have time."

Cen Simiao was a little stunned.

The next day, Cen Simiao felt a sense of indifference. Lu Mufan never hides from her. What she usually does, she still does. It was just the coldness on his body and the gloomy complexion that made Cen Simiao feel a little scared when she saw it.

Instead, she felt uncomfortable.

Sometimes, he talked to a lawyer, and Cen Simiao sat down to eat and listened clearly. Lu Mufan was talking aloud about how the divorce divided the property. She didn't want to hear it, hurriedly took a few sips of food and turned to the kitchen.

Then he turned on the range hood, and Aunt Qian looked at it, wondering what she was doing. Cen Simiao said that the air in the room was not good, so it was ventilated.

When she came out of the kitchen, Lu Mufan had turned her mobile phone into a loudspeaker. The loudest voice, what the lawyer said, was not covered by the sound of the range hood.

Cen Simiao turned upstairs and heard that the lawyer specifically emphasized that if one party in the marriage had infidelity, then that party would not take any advantage in the division of property.

She rubbed her forehead, and when she reached the door of the bedroom, she accidentally turned her head and glanced at the living room. Lu Mufan was staring at her, her eyes dark.

Cen Simiao sighed.

After a few days like this, Cen Simiao suddenly received a call from Lu Mufan's parents, asking her to go back with Lu Mufan on the weekend to have a meal.

Because Lu Mufan's mobile phone could not be reached, he told her. Cen Simiao promised, saying good things with a sweet tone, even though the Lu family parents on the other side of the phone did not see anyone, they seemed to see Cen Simiao's smile.

The Lu family's parents were particularly surprised. Cen Simiao was very reluctant to go home for dinner before. Every time something happened, and her attitude was not cold.

They called her and did not expect her to come. They just wanted her to tell Lu Mufan, but did not expect how Cen Simiao changed this time.

Cen Simiao made a fruit platter while Lu Mufan was working in the living room at night. He approached him and said quietly, "Are you busy now?"

Lu Mufan looked cold.

She flinched her neck, as if afraid to make him angry: "Parents and mother said that they couldn't get through to your phone and asked us to come home for dinner tomorrow."

Lu Mufan stopped and looked up at her: "You can't go."

Cen Simiao was anxious: "Why don't I go?"

He stared at Cen Simao, his lips moved, and asked, "Yeah, why don't you go?"

Cen Simiao was silent.

The next day, Cen Simiao opened her eyes and started to dress up. Before noon, she hurried to Lu's house. I took some nutritional supplements. With a smile on her face, she was very gentle.

After seeing Lu's parents, she was a little surprised, and talked quietly with Cen Simiao, only to find that she had really changed a lot. They were quite relieved, took a sigh of relief, took Cen Simiao's hand, and asked her if she was hungry, if she should eat something first.

Cen Simiao bent her eyes and answered.

At noon, Cen Simiao didn't lose the chain this time, but Lu Mufan couldn't get through because of the company's urgency. Cen Simiao's eyes were drooping, and her mood was a little down. Lu's parents saw that Lu Mufan had a few words in front of her.

Cen Simiao reluctantly smiled.

Lu Mufan's elder sister Lu Yu frowned. She knew from the beginning that Cen Simiao and Lu Mufan were not in a relationship, and living together for so long was just a fool.

At first Lu Mufan didn't care and was willing to do superficial work, but Cen Simiao didn't like it. Lu Yu wanted to take care of this, and felt that he was a dog and a mouse.

But this time, Lu Mufan was unwilling to go home with Cen Simiao, and it was clear that he was beginning to get impatient. When Lu Yu ate, she had been observing Cen Simiao, and she had not eaten well.

She squinted her eyes. Cen Simiao was picking vegetables. The food was very good. She was gentle, but she didn't eat less. She had a good appetite. It is not at all like the emotional loss shown in front of Lu's parents just now. It seems that Lu Mufan doesn't care about it.

Lu Yu was at the bottom of his heart.

After eating, Cen Simiao accompanied Lu's parents to speak for a while, and was dragged away by Lu Yu. Lu Yu smiled and said that she would lead Cen Simiao to go to the room to whisper.

Lu's parents shook their heads and let them go.

Cen Smiao remembered that the original owner had always been unfamiliar with Lu, so why did he suddenly have to speak alone? When she was wondering, she saw Lu Yu sitting in front of her, her eyes were sincere.

Lu Yu first cared about Cen Simiao's body, and then said a lot of humorous words. When Cen Simiao was impatient, she entered the topic and asked her how she had done with Lu Mufan.

Cen Simiao said it was particularly good.

Lu Yu sighed one after another, looking at her helplessly: "I know that you are very bitter with him, all these old people made. If I can tell you, just leave."

Cen Simao did not respond.

Lu said it again, and said, "I know a good guy and give you contact information. If you are interested, try it."

Cen Simiao opened her eyes wide.

Lu Yu lowered his voice: "If you are afraid of Mu Fan's unhappiness, I'll tell him, don't be afraid. He is just embarrassed to take the initiative to speak, and it's not a problem for the two of you to torture each other."

Cen Simiao coughed several times.

By the evening, when Cen Simiao went out from the Lu family, her head was a little dazed. Lu Yu turned and returned to the room, picked up his cell phone and called Lu Mufan.

Lu Mufan has been busy from noon to the present. He is so anxious and emotionally annoyed: "What is it?"

Lu Yu snorted: "I know you're annoying, but don't come at me."

Lu Mufan had a lot of things on his hands and rubbed his forehead: "What do you want me to do?"

The voice over the phone smiled: "I did a big favor for you today. If you can't get along with your daughter-in-law, then separate. Don't hold on."

Lu Mufan's brow frowned instantly: "If you're fine, call again someday."

Lu Yu quickly said, "I introduced a young man to your daughter-in-law. If they look right, they will probably divorce you, so you don't need to worry anymore."