Madam Wants a Divorce Every Day

Su Huan didn't understand at first.

But listening to his friend's obscene laughter, there was a flash of lightning in his mind.

Fuck!

Mo! Xiao! Lust! Su Wanwan blushed and shouted in a low voice, Can you stop laughing so obscenely?

Besides, would a man as cold as Xiao Yebai do such a coquettish thing?

Or are men not to be judged by their appearance?

Just like Huo Jingshen, who looks personable, elegant and dignified, who would have known that he would be so...

Anyway, I've already booked the presidential suite for tomorrow night, and the clothes are all ready. It's a little bunny sexy lingerie. It's pink. Xiaobai likes it the most. Hehehehe... Mo Weiyi said, He began to laugh wretchedly again.

Su Wanwan only felt that her face was burning badly, so she hurriedly interrupted her, Okay, okay, I have to hang up beforehand.

After finishing speaking, before Mo Weiyi could respond, he quickly hung up the phone.

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Mojia Villa.

When Mo Weiyi was hung up, he hummed angrily.

She has a lot of friends, but there are not many close ones, and the only one who can be regarded as a best friend is Su Wanwan.

After finally waiting for Su Wanwan to return to the country and get married, as girlfriends, I can finally share the fun of the boudoir with each other. Who knows that every time it comes to that aspect, that girl will be shy like something.

Forget it.

I glanced at the time, it was nine o'clock in the evening.

Why isn't Xiaobai coming up?

Mo Weiwei put down his phone, stood up and opened the door to go downstairs.

The servants are off work, and only a small wall lamp is lit in the huge living room. The door of the study room is ajar, and there is light coming from inside, and there are still voices indistinctly.

Mo Weiyi went over immediately, stretched out his hand and pushed the door open.

noob.

Behind the cold and solemn black desk, Xiao Yebai is wearing glasses and talking on the phone.

Hearing the voice, the man lightly raised his eyelids, and said in a low voice to the other end of the phone, Hang up first.

Who are you calling? Mo Weiwei asked casually.

Xiao Yebai looked indifferent, It's about work.

Putting down the phone, he raised his hand and turned off the data on the computer screen.

Mo Weiyi didn't care, and squeezed behind the table, and sat in the man's arms.

She said coquettishly, Xiaobai, I've booked the presidential suite in Huashang tomorrow night. Remember to get off work early and don't arrange overtime, you know?

I've been busy with work recently. Xiao Yebai leaned back on the chair, looking at her calmly.

It doesn't matter, tomorrow is our wedding anniversary, if you still work overtime, I will really be angry! Mo Weiwei began to swear, and put his arms around his neck.

He stretched out his hand to support her, his eyes fell, his eyes darkened, and his voice suddenly became a little dry, Have you taken a bath?

That's right. Mo Weiyi smiled happily, her arms were softly wrapped around his neck, and her voice was also soft and gentle, Xiaobai carried me upstairs.

The big white and bony hands descended and hugged her in his arms.

Wait a minute. Mo Weiwei stretched out his hand suddenly.

Xiao Yebai was caught off guard for a moment, and she took off her glasses.

Putting the pair of rimless glasses on the table, Mo Weiyi smiled back into his embrace, I still like the way Xiaobai doesn't wear glasses.

Xiao Yebai's facial features are very angular, and his expression is always cold, and he is even more serious when working. At first glance, it is easy to make people feel cold and heartless, and create a sense of distance.

So he usually wears flat glasses, obviously gentle and kind.

But ever since they got married, Mo Weiwei felt that Xiaobai was a typical gentle scum, wearing glasses was completely disguising himself.

Besides, his eyes are the typical peach blossom eyes, very delicate and beautiful, with inner hooks and outer curls, deep eye sockets, long and dense eyelashes, and paired with a pair of thick eyebrows that fly obliquely into the temples, there is a kind of ancient handsome man with sword eyebrows The taste of the stars.

Such a pair of beautiful eyes are blocked by the lens, it is too violent.

Xiao Yebai hooked his thin lips, walked out of the study, and prepared to go upstairs.

A cell phone rang suddenly at this moment.

Mo Weiwei pouted a little disappointedly, Who, I'm still looking for you in the middle of the night.

Maybe it's business. Xiao Yebai carried her back to the study, put her on the sofa first, and then picked up the phone on the table.

Zhiwei.

As soon as he heard this name, Mo Weiwei's whole situation suddenly became worse.

okay, I get it.

When he put down the phone, Mo Weiyi immediately asked a series of crackling questions, What happened to your sister? No money to spend? What do you want to buy? Or was she dumped by the man again?

Xiao Yebai didn't speak, and his usual calmness had been restored on his face.

He stood behind the desk, pursed his thin lips, and looked at her angry and beautiful face without saying a word.

Without the cover of the glasses, those black eyes looked extremely cold.

Most people would feel apprehensive and fearful under his cold gaze, but Mo Weiwei was not afraid at all. He snorted and did not hide his annoyance towards Xiao Zhiwei at all, Tell me, what is she looking for you for?

Xiao Yebai finally spoke, Zhiwei will return home tomorrow.

Mo Weiyi suddenly widened his cat's eyes, What?

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Because Xiao Zhiwei was going back to China, Mo's only good mood disappeared in an instant.

After going upstairs, while Xiao Yebai was taking a shower, she immediately called Mo Yaoxiong to question, Dad, do you know that Xiao Zhiwei is going back to China?