After the divorce, he regretted his ex-husband too much

Although he had done everything more intimate than a kiss, Qiao Ran's heart still couldn't help beating fast, as if it was going to jump out of his throat.

At the same time, she also understood that no matter how many times she said she would never love Wen Shimo again.

But as long as she gets closer to Wen Shimo, the thousand or ten thousand efforts she has made before will all fall short because of this little approach.

Qiao Ran, what is your future when you stop?

He is now Song Wanqing's man, and you still remember other people's men, what kind of woman are you?

Qiao Ran, who was the first to react, hit Wen Shimo with both hands and feet before Wen Shimo could react from the shock.

Wen Shimo, who was defenseless, received a solid slap on the face, a heavy kick on the neck, and his body rolled to the wall like a ball.

Finally, he sat up with lightning speed and leaned against the wall.

Even though the internal organs hurt as if being rubbed together, Wen Shimo still maintained a manly demeanor, and did not show any ferocious expression in front of Qiao Ran.

He didn't allow himself to be embarrassed in front of a woman.

Especially that woman was still his ex-wife whom he ignored for three years.

"Mr. Wen, how does it feel to have stomach cramps?" Qiao Ran looked at Wen Shimo with a light smile.

If it were an ordinary person, with the strength of her kick, she would have passed out from the pain right now.

"What stomach cramps, your kick is not as good as a chicken tickle to me, it's not worth mentioning." Wen Shimo pretended to be calm, and replied calmly.

That handsome face was clearly marked with five red and swollen fingerprints, and he insisted on saying that he was better off scratching an itch.

As expected of a man, he is really stubborn.

"The slap and kick just now were for the sake of the husband and wife. I remind you not to forget one of the 36 tricks - the beauty trick. Don't die on a woman one day and you don't know how to die!" Qiao Ran It is deliberately interpreted this way.

Let him not have other guesses about the unintentional kiss just now.

So when she kissed him just now, was she using a beauty trick to confuse him?

Although it was painful and embarrassing to be beaten, he felt inexplicably in a good mood.

"Just you?" Wen Shimo looked Qiao Ran up and down, took a picture of Qiao Ran with his phone, turned his phone to Qiao Ran, and said mockingly, "Do you have any misunderstandings about beauties?"

Qiao Ran looked at himself in the phone, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

Wet and messy hair like a chicken coop, the makeup on his face was completely smudged, and the mascara smudged black around his eyes, making him look like a female ghost in the middle of the night.

But the tight black sweater skirt was curled up on the upper body because of the fight, revealing the sexy red...

It makes the painting style look special and funny.

What is even more unbearable is that she, who is 1.6 meters tall, was photographed on Wen Shimo's mobile phone as a short and frustrating 1.1 meters.

Qiao Ran quickly pulled up the sweater and skirt, staring at Wen Shimo with cold eyes: "Quickly delete the photo!"

"If I don't delete it, what can you do to me?"

"Since you are so ignorant of good and bad, then I have no choice but to kill people." Qiao Ran looked at Wen Shimo with cold and stern eyes, full of anger.

The makeup and messy hair made her look so funny, but those eyes were as cold as ice that had been quenched by extreme cold.

Such a changeable temperament of Qiao Ran surprised Wen Shimo from the bottom of his heart.

"The grass on the grave of the last person who said this to me was more than one meter high." Wen Shimo smiled elegantly and looked at Qiao Ran evilly and said.

Looking at Wen Shimo's smile, Qiao Ran felt a soft orange light burning around him, making him look even more handsome.

Qiao Ran, wake up, what time is it, and you are still tempted by his beauty, it is important to delete the ugly photos quickly.

"Don't worry, on this day next year, I will definitely send a bouquet of dogtail grass to your grave!" Qiao Ran said, attacking Wen Shimo who was sitting against the wall quickly and ruthlessly.

It wasn't until Qiao Ran's foot was about to kick Wen Shimo's face that Wen Shimo walked around behind Qiao Ran nimbly like a swimming dragon.

Qiao Ran found that Wen Shimo had come behind her, and quickly launched a more violent attack. After several rounds between the two, Qiao Ran was imprisoned in someone's arms again and could not move.

In fact, from today's fight, Qiao Ran could tell that Wen Shimo could subdue her with a few simple moves.

The only reason to fight her a few more rounds is to tease her.

"Let go of me!" Qiao Ran said angrily, looking at the man who was pressing on her and made her unable to move.

She was really pissed off. After three years of dormancy, she was still no match for him.

How strong is his martial arts?

"Who gave you the courage to give my clothes to others?" Wen Shimo became angry when she thought of the clothes he bought with great effort and finally given to an unimportant person by her.

"You didn't say you can't give it away, did you?" Qiao Ran asked coldly.

"Even if I didn't tell you, you can't give it away."

"So I deserve to wear clothes that other people don't want?"

"What do you mean by clothes that others don't want? Didn't you hear what Brian said? They were clothes that weren't on the market. I bought them in advance without shame. How can I tell others not to want them? They are clothes that others want and can't get." okay?"

"I don't like it. The clothes are too ugly, so why can't I give them away?" Qiao Ran said coldly and indifferently.

She said he didn't like the clothes he had carefully selected because they were too ugly.

This made Wen Shimo's heart sting uncontrollably.

"Whatever you want, anyway, I bought that set of clothes to return the clothes you bandaged my wound in Wangqing Mountain. The ones given to you are yours, and you can dispose of them as you like."

When Wen Shimo saw that Qiao Ran tore her own clothes to bandage his wound in Wangqing Mountain, he decided to give Qiao Ran a new set of clothes.

After reading all the new clothes in luxury magazines, I chose HOT's unlisted new clothes at four o'clock in the morning.

Because the concept of clothing design is Chuxue, Wen Shimo thought about giving it to her when it snowed, so he kept it in the office.

Until yesterday when I saw it was snowing, at three o'clock in the morning after she fell asleep, I drove to the company to take the clothes to the hotel and give them to her.

However, what he never expected was that the clothes he gave would appear on other women.

This made Wen Shimo really angry.

So that suit was really bought for her, not because of others, let alone clothes that others don't want?

Realizing that he misunderstood Wen Shimo, Qiao Ran felt guilty, but the guilt quickly disappeared.

Compared with his cynicism and indiscriminate wanton slander towards her in the past three years, what is the humiliation that she gave away the clothes he sent?

"Since you also think that I can deal with the things I gave me, can you let me go now?" Qiao Ran asked without any warmth.

Seeing that Qiao Ran didn't look guilty at all after knowing that the clothes he bought for her specially, the fire in Wen Shimo's heart burned even more.

One must know that a few days after he bought that suit, Song Wanqing saw it in a magazine and hinted that he would help buy it, but he pretended not to understand and did not help Song Wanqing buy it.

"Don't drink anymore!" Looking into Qiao Ran's eyes, Wen Shimo ordered in a cold voice.

He didn't want to see the matter of casually pulling another man for a kiss.

Why did the topic suddenly change from clothes to wine?

They don't have any relationship anymore, what right does he have to not let her drink?