Male God Please Lie Down

Fei Yunfan raised his eyes to look at Zi Ling, and asked her aloud.

Zi Ling looked at Fei Yunfan, thinking about how rude he was just now, and suddenly became nervous.

Fei Yunfan is terrible, she wants to leave, she doesn't want to stay here anymore.

"I'm so good to you!"

Fei Yunfan leaned in front of her, stretched out his hand, and strangled her wrist.

"You let me go, it hurts!"

Zi Ling looked at him, feeling terrible for a while, she shook his hand desperately, but couldn't get rid of it.

"Snapped--"

As Zi Ling kept shaking, Fei Yunfan slapped her face.

Zi Ling stopped moving at the moment, and she covered her cheek with her other hand.

Looking at Fei Yunfan in disbelief, he said, "You hit me?"

"I'm the one who beat you! I want to wake you up!"

Fei Yunfan didn't feel any guilt after finishing the slap.

Instead, she slapped her face and then slapped her face.

After several slaps, Zi Ling's cheeks were flushed red.

"Wang Ziling, let's get a divorce!"

Fei Yunfan stood up straight and looked at Wang Ziling blankly.

When he said this, his heart throbbed.

Over the past year, I put aside my work and took her to play all over France, to Europe, and to Africa.

After seeing so many scenery, it can't cover up, the person in her heart.

Hehe... or he is too naive, thinking that if she leaves far away, she will slowly forget that person.

After that, I will slowly like myself and accept myself.

But... she didn't...

When she was busy with work, she was flirting with Chu Lian.

Recently, she has been frowning for work, she didn't ask herself a word.

I was in her eyes, like an insignificant person,

From beginning to end, in her eyes and in her heart, there is no place of her own.

What else can he not let go of... what is there?

"What did you say?"

Zi Ling was slapped several times in succession, making him dizzy.

At this moment, I was shocked to hear him suddenly talking about divorce.

"I said divorce, then whatever you want to find Chu Lian... Wang Lian has nothing to do with me!"

After saying this, Fei Yunfan left the room.

Zi Ling blankly held his swollen face, tears spreading in his eye sockets.

After a while, she stood up and walked out barefoot.

"Fei Yunfan, Fei Yunfan..."

She called Fei Yunfan's name, but it was only her own echo.

She walked to their bedroom. Inside the bedroom, there was a purple crystal curtain on that side.

Under the illumination of the crystal lamp, it exudes brilliant light.

She walked toward the front, stretched out her hand on the curtain, and slid gently.

The curtains touched each other and made a ding-dong ding-dong sound.

Her fingers slumped beside her body.

Biting her lower lip tightly, a frustration flashed in her eyes.

Share a curtain of dreams! ?

This was what Fei Yunfan told her, because at home, in her room, there was such a crystal bead curtain.

It's just that her little one, which Fei Yunfan customized for her, is full the width of a wall.

Thinking about it, Zi Ling cried again.