divorce 1
The corners of his lips raised into a slight smile, and he said in a good mood: "So, are you jealous!?"
"Jealous"!
Zhang Haiyang's eyes widened and he was stunned by the word that came out of the man's mouth.
Just kidding! She is jealous, why?
She just doesn't want to get involved too much with someone who is already engaged. She doesn't want to be poked in the spine or gossiped about.
With these thoughts in mind, my back straightened unconsciously.
"Mr. Zheng was joking. It seems a bit funny to talk about jealousy between you and me!"
She curled her pink lips and spoke in a funny way.
"Really?" Zheng Yuanyang asked in a long tone playfully.
Damn woman, she showed it so obviously and refused to admit it.
Good! Very good! Very good!
This kind of inquiry made a certain woman feel uneasy.
"Thump thump thump..." he was beating wildly, and his eyes flashed with a hint of guilt.
The erratic gaze that passed by in a flash was easily captured by the man's falcon-like eyes.
He stopped talking nonsense and put two thin, cool lips on the lips that he had been yearning for for three years.
It was still the familiar taste, so beautiful and sweet.
It was like a sweet spring flowing into his long-lonely heart, filling it up bit by bit.
With her by his side, he could feel the smooth and tender tongue in her mouth. She dodged and he chased...
This kiss was filled with too many emotions.
If time could be stopped, if time could be turned back, he would never let that happen again.
After one kiss, both of them were breathing heavily.
Zhang Haiyang was annoyed with herself for actually responding to his kiss just now. She should have driven away the man who kissed her forcefully.
Zheng Yuanyang was not much better. He suppressed his despair and did not continue to deepen the kiss.
He was afraid that he would lose his mind and do something more extreme.
He wanted her, rubbed her into his body.
However, he knew better that unless she was willing to deal with Zhang Haiyang, a woman who refused to take any hard measures, things would get worse and worse.
He stared at Zhang Haiyang with blurred eyes.
There was no time, more than now, when I wanted her to regain her memory.
In order to prevent himself from doing something more extreme, Zheng Yuanyang forced Gu Zhanwang and pulled away his hand from the woman's slender waist.
"It's useless even if you deny it. Dandan is the daughter of me and you! If you can't remember it, or if you don't admit it, just take a DNA test. It's not something you can make clear between you and me if you want to."
A low and hoarse voice sounded in Zhang Haiyang's ears, with a domineering declaration that made people doubtful.
The man didn't stay any longer and rushed out of her bedroom.
He must take a cold bath now to cool down the anger in his body.
If he continues to stay in this room, he can't guarantee what he will do. He has never been a gentleman.
Zhang Haiyang looked at the man's fleeing figure and sat on the bed in a daze.
Does she really care about this man? Is she really jealous because of what that beautiful woman said?
"Ah..." she yelled. The more she thought about these things, the more her head hurt.
Her brain felt as if it was being eaten by millions of ants, and there was dense pain. It hurt so much that a thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead, and the thin sweat on her back soaked her clothes.
Irritably, I pulled off my wig, put it aside, got out of bed, and came to the dressing table.
Don't think about anything and empty your mind.
The incision on his head has healed very well. His hair has grown a little longer, and can vaguely cover the incision. The corners of his lips raised, a slight smile appeared, and he said in a good mood: "So, you are jealous!?"
"Jealous"!
Zhang Haiyang's eyes widened and he was stunned by the word that came out of the man's mouth.
Just kidding! She is jealous, why?
She just doesn't want to get involved too much with someone who is already engaged. She doesn't want to be poked in the spine or gossiped about.
With these thoughts in mind, my back straightened unconsciously.
"Mr. Zheng was joking. It seems a bit funny to talk about jealousy between you and me!"
She curled her pink lips and spoke in a funny way.
"Really?" Zheng Yuanyang asked in a long tone playfully.
Damn woman, she showed it so obviously and refused to admit it.
Good! Very good! Very good!
This kind of inquiry made a certain woman feel uneasy.
"Thump thump thump..." he was beating wildly, and his eyes flashed with a hint of guilt.
The erratic gaze that passed by in a flash was easily captured by the man's falcon-like eyes.
He stopped talking nonsense and put two thin, cool lips on the lips that he had been yearning for for three years.
It was still the familiar taste, so beautiful and sweet.
It was like a sweet spring flowing into his long-lonely heart, filling it up bit by bit.
With her by his side, he could feel the smooth and tender tongue in her mouth. She dodged and he chased...
This kiss was filled with too many emotions.
If time could be stopped, if time could be turned back, he would never let that happen again.
After one kiss, both of them were breathing heavily.
Zhang Haiyang was annoyed with herself for actually responding to his kiss just now. She should have driven away the man who kissed her forcefully.
Zheng Yuanyang was not much better. He suppressed his despair and did not continue to deepen the kiss.
He was afraid that he would lose his mind and do something more extreme.
He wanted her, rubbed her into his body.
However, he knew better that unless she was willing to deal with Zhang Haiyang, a woman who refused to take any hard measures, things would get worse and worse.
He stared at Zhang Haiyang with blurred eyes.
There was no time, more than now, when I wanted her to regain her memory.
In order to prevent himself from doing something more extreme, Zheng Yuanyang forced Gu Zhanwang and pulled away his hand from the woman's slender waist.
"It's useless even if you deny it. Dandan is the daughter of me and you! If you can't remember it, or if you don't admit it, just take a DNA test. It's not something you can make clear between you and me if you want to."
A low and hoarse voice sounded in Zhang Haiyang's ears, with a domineering declaration that made people doubtful.
The man didn't stay any longer and rushed out of her bedroom.
He must take a cold bath now to cool down the anger in his body.
If he continues to stay in this room, he can't guarantee what he will do. He has never been a gentleman.
Zhang Haiyang looked at the man's fleeing figure and sat on the bed in a daze.
Does she really care about this man? Is she really jealous because of what that beautiful woman said?
"Ah..." she yelled. The more she thought about these things, the more her head hurt.
Her brain felt as if it was being eaten by millions of ants, and there was dense pain. It hurt so much that a thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead, and the thin sweat on her back soaked her clothes.
Irritably, I pulled off my wig, put it aside, got out of bed, and came to the dressing table.
Don't think about anything and empty your mind.
Chapter completed!