Mr. Qin’s divorced ex-wife

The chaotic night passed silently. When Xia Qing woke up the next day, when she saw the handsome man lying on the bed, her brain immediately shut down.

The man has a handsome face as white as jade, with a tear mole dotted in the corner of his eye. He looks like a sickly and melancholy noble prince in ancient times, which is endearing.

The memory of last night suddenly replayed in his mind, frame by frame, scene by scene, Xia Qing wanted to die.

She is a young girl, but she is so heartless and attacks an innocent man. She really didn't mean to do this! ! !

Xia Qing felt like crying but had no tears. After living for more than 20 years, this was the first time she experienced what it means to be cowardly.

She glanced at the man's handsome face, rolled her eyes, and somehow, she couldn't help but reach out and pinch the man's face.

The tentacles are warm and feel very good, not greasy after a night's sleep, not dry, smooth and soft, without a trace of impurities, better than women's skin.

Touching his face, Xia Qing suddenly felt a little jealous.

Comparing people with others is infuriating, so comparing goods with others has to be thrown away.

I think her skin is pretty good, but sometimes she gets a small red pimple from time to time, which worries her to death.

The man is still awake, and Xia Qing doesn't want to cause any more trouble. Judging from the man's clean and dignified temperament, and his family background, he should be well-off, so... she doesn't need to pay, right?

She, she, she...she is super poor and cannot afford money.

The more Xia Qing thought about it, the more she became afraid. She endured the discomfort and got out of bed, almost collapsing on the ground.

Looking at her body like a rag doll and the clothes lying on the ground with the same treatment, she was speechless for a long time, and finally picked up the man's clothes and ran away.

What happened next...

Xia Qing thought, just don't mention it.

This stinky man has a good face for nothing.

Xia Qing curled her lips and suggested sincerely: "Master Si, your words of love are a bit earthy and not suitable for your little face like a stranger."

Small face...

Si Yimo laughed angrily: "Then, is Miss Xia satisfied with my face?"

Xia Qing pretended to look at it seriously for a while, and finally nodded: "It's not bad."

Si Yimo sneered: "You are telling the truth. I don't know who was holding me and not letting me go, shouting that I would give birth to a monkey. It has been so long now, where is the monkey?"

Xia Qing: "..."

When she was young and ignorant, she mistakenly mistook a wolf dog for a milk dog. The sweet words and sugar bombs she used for beauty have now become her own time bombs.

Question: How can I save my past self?

Answer: As long as I don't admit it, then it doesn't exist.

Xia Qing was so thick-skinned that he opened his eyes and told lies: "Hey, who is such a nymphomaniac and shameless? It's so long-lived. How can humans give birth to monkeys? Their brains are completely rusty. It's useless to keep them. It's better to donate them. .”

The corner of Si Yimo's mouth twitched. This woman was so ruthless that she wouldn't even let him go. He was willing to be the loser.

Too lazy to talk to her, he grabbed her hand and walked to the bathroom.

"To take a bath."

Xia Qing was really convinced by him: "I've washed it. If you want to wash it, wash it yourself. I won't go."

"Wash with me again."

She dared to swear on her own character that this guy definitely didn't want to take a simple bath.

Having to deal with his exuberant experience every day, Xia Qing only felt tired.

"Si Yimo, be careful of dying young."

Or die in a woman's body.

He is shameless and she still wants shame.

The man directly blocked her mouth: "Don't worry, it's enough to deal with you."

Xia Qing: "..." A bastard who is worse than a beast!

The curtain of night opens, and the rising sun shines into every corner shrouded in darkness, ushering in light.

Xia Qing used the contacts she had accumulated to successfully get rid of Si Yimo's people and came to the place and corner marked on the note.

She had been planning to leave. Under Si Yimo's nose, there wasn't much she could do. She could only hoard bit by bit like a snail. Only then did she have a way to confuse Si Yimo.

But this method could not hide the fact that she left for a long time, so she never tried to escape, not wanting to waste all her efforts and fall short.

This time an inexplicable note did not convince her, but she had carefully checked the note yesterday after Si Yimo left on urgent matters. At the end of the note, there was only her, Nuonuo and Mengmeng. I just knew the symbol.

Mengmeng has always been innocent, and was raised by the Tong family like a little Baitian who is inexperienced in the world. She also always likes to disappear, so it is impossible for Mengmeng to realize that something is wrong with her disappearance this time.

However, Nuonuo has always been careful and sensitive. She noticed that her disappearance was abnormal, and she was not surprised at all.

Moreover, when she was going to see Nono a few days ago, Si Yimo's attitude was so abnormal that she couldn't help but wonder if Nono had been looking for her too.

Therefore, she made a bold bet that the person who sent her the note might be someone sent by Nono.

But Nono was just hospitalized a few days ago...

The more Xia Qing thought about it, the faster he quickened his pace.

Even if Nono was not sent this time, it would certainly not be easy to know the secret codes of the three sisters.

Maybe something happened to Nono and Mengmeng. Even if it was a sea of ​​swords and fire, she had to find out.

After turning a corner, she arrived at the northeastern side of a Colosseum. Following specific instructions, she sat at the designated table number and tapped her index finger and thumb on the table.

Immediately a waiter came up and asked: "Hello, beautiful lady, what would you like to eat?"

“Seafood pasta with chili oil, thank you.”

It's a strange combination. The waiter smiled slightly: "We have many kinds of chili oil. I don't know which one you want to eat. Please follow me to the kitchen to choose."

"Ok."

Xia Qing left with the waiter. When he came out again, he still had the same face, but his temperament seemed to be a little different.

At the same time, Si Yimo's manor.

With a "crash", the exquisite and gorgeous red wine glass was thrown to the ground with force, and instantly broke into pieces. The sharp fragments flew away, and one of them grazed the side of the woman on the ground.

In an instant, a trace of blood appeared on the fair face, and the blood overflowed from the scratch, like water droplets condensed on glass, sliding silently down the cheek.

The woman did not dare to say anything and could only lower her head lower.

The rich purple color condensed in the eyes, and the ripples of light flowed. The man's glass-like clear eyes were like a bottomless abyss, dangerous and cruel.

"Suzaku," the man's thin lips parted slightly, and the tear moles at the corners of his eyes shone with a ruthless cold light: "How did you promise me back then? Huh?"

The voice was low and gloomy, but the ending was rising. The extreme contrast made the woman tremble all over, and suddenly raised her head: "Yi Mo..."

"What should you call me?"

Si Yimo's face was stern, and the charming smile that seemed to be a smile but not a smile in the past had completely disappeared, just like frost.

"Godfather," the woman lowered her head, her eyes full of reluctance, but she did not dare to show any emotion on her face: "I have sent people to blockade all airports, high-speed rail stations and train stations in Rome. Miss Xia will never leave Rome. Please Give me a few days, and I will help you bring Miss Xia back."