The Beauty of Trial Marriage

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update for a hundred days of trial marriage: the latest chapters from my husband!Ling Qianmo smiled indifferently, "Do I have to pretend to be generous in front of you? The premise that I hate a person must be remembered first. But for me today, you have no value in being remembered. ."

This knife is not cruel.

Xia Xueying kept showing a little smug face, and couldn't help but change drastically.

Just a moment later, it resumed as usual, and the pride that permeated from the bones climbed up to the corners of the eyebrows again, "I am indeed worthless, so what about Ye Zi'an, is he worth?"

After a pause, he took a sip of juice with a graceful gesture, "You don't want to know why Ye Zi'an fired you suddenly?"

Ling Qianmo raised her eyebrows, why, it was just to cut off her last life and force her to stay by his side.

Even if he has filed for divorce.

"Because I want to sit in that seat." Xia Xueying said naturally, "Since I want to sit, one must give me a place first."

"You said... he fired me because of you?" Would he be too narcissistic.

Xia Xueying smiled, "Don't believe it?"

Her eyes are narrow and long, and the tails of her eyes can be drawn out for no reason. The facial features are very pure and the two looks are entangled. Even if she is not the kind of amazing person, she can still let her People are unforgettable.

Coupled with a slightly provocative and provocative look at this moment, the more charming and moving.

Slowly unzip the backpack, take out the phone, slide to unlock and call up a recording.

The voices of the two clean people sounded in the slightly empty milk tea shop.

"Are you really going to fire her?"

"Yes."

"Although I really want to be the design director, don't you worry... she misunderstands you because of this?"

"It doesn't matter whether she misunderstood or not, what matters is that as long as it is what you want, I will give it to you."

The low and evil male voice has a faint coolness, but it is as sweet as a cello.

She couldn't be more familiar with this voice, thinking it was still whispering in her ear just this morning.

——Shallow, can we not divorce?

Ye Zi'an, you really enjoy watching the scene where two women are fighting for you, but you still think that this kind of right and wrong is comparable to your status as Prince Jiangcheng.

"I thought he didn't love me. But now I found out that I was wrong. I was too arrogant and didn't communicate clearly with him." She said, turning her eyes on Ling Qianmo's face. Now, the only obstacle between me and him is you."

The hands resting on the knees clenched tightly because of her words.

The nail was pinched into the palm, and there was a sharp tingling.

This hand of love really caught her off guard.

***

The night is heavy.

When Ye Zi'an came back, it was already past two in the morning.

The man came in obliquely, full of alcohol, as if drunk.

Ling Qianmo opened his eyes in the darkness when he felt someone push the door.

She was not asleep, but the words of Xia Xueying in the afternoon kept echoing in her ears.

The man frowned, and he had not yet approached, and the alcohol was already coming.

Ling Qianmo frowned. When the hot body came over, she moved away first, and her voice sounded indifferently, "Ye Zi'an, you have entered the wrong room. This is my bedroom."

"Qian Qian, I want you to say that you will never leave me." The man's arms still fell on her waist easily, seemingly powerful, making her unable to break free.

And his words also succeeded in making Ling Qianmo's cold expression even more indifferent.

"We are already divorced, and I am not interested in making Jin Wu Cangjiao." He said, pulling his hand.

This action stimulated the already drunk and groggy man, causing him to tighten subconsciously, "I said, we don't divorce."

"Ye Zi'an!" Ling Qianmo couldn't help but growl, lowered his head and bit his arm fiercely. The man let go of the pain, and raised his eyes to meet her indifferent apricot eyes. Move out here. I also hope that you can spare time as soon as possible and we will complete the formalities."

The man's eyes turned red in an instant, "Are you going to divorce me? You are so anxious to divorce me because that man is right!"

"What man? Ye Zi'an, you..."

"Jiang Minghao!" The man gritted his teeth.

Ling Qianmo stayed in a daze, and immediately overwhelmed with anger, his eyes became colder and colder, "It seems that you already know, even if I am because of him. Ye Zi'an, you won't be naive to think that after divorcing you, I I have to protect you as a jade for the rest of my life."

He didn't even guard his life when they were still married, so why did he double standards for her?

"Ling Qianmo, are you so impatient to find your next home?"

"So what, he is not worse than you in terms of family background, appearance or character. No, it should be said that he is better than you. At least he does not have so many unclear relationships between men and women."

Her praise, falling in Ye Zi'an's ears is undoubtedly an absolutely naked provocation.

All the anger that was pressing in the man's heart erupted, his eyes were half-squinted, and a dangerous light came out, "Won't you guard me like a jade for me?!" He chuckled lightly, stretched out his hand and began to tear her clothes, "It seems It’s because I haven’t slept with you for too long, which made you forget the feeling of ecstasy under me."

"Ye Zi'an, what, what are you doing?" Ling Qianmo was a little panicked, she was too familiar with what the emotions in the eyes of men represented at the moment.

Men are obviously already dominated by anger and desire, so there are so many scruples.

He tore her clothes open, and broke in without any prelude.

"Well……"

Ling Qianmo's painful whole body was arched, cold sweat fell along the temples, a pair of apricot eyes full of humiliation and panic.

"Ye, Ye Zi'an, you go out, go out..." Child, he would hurt the child if he did so.

However, the man who indulged in her compact and beautiful man, coupled with the anger accumulated in her heart during the day, all exploded at this moment, and there was no trace of the remaining reason.

At this moment, he just wanted to take possession of the woman under him ruthlessly, really feel her existence, and let each other unite in the most intimate position.

It seemed that this was the only way to convince him that she was still by his side and did not leave.

But the more so, the more he indulged and the more he wanted more.

The pain in her body was tearing Ling Qianmo's nerves, and she could only do her best to dodge, hoping to protect the child.

The man's low breath, mixed with the woman's painful whimper, sounded finely in the bedroom.

In the air, a bloody smell gradually filled.

And Ye Zi'an's ruined sanity gradually returned under the stimulation of this bloody smell.