Lu Lingche felt that his current temper had really improved due to her torture.

Before, it would have been impossible for him to explain one thing so many times. It was very undignified.

But if she doesn't explain, if she wants dignity, I'm afraid she will be slapped again, and then she will lose even more dignity.

Qiao Yin leaned in his arms and said nothing.

The illusion that he liked her came back, which made her very painful.

She didn't know how long it had been before she heard him say in a low voice: "Actually, I'm not used to it after the divorce."

Qiao Yin's eyes became sour.

It turns out she wasn't the only one who wasn't used to it.

However, he was just a little unaccustomed to it.

To her, it was like the earth was falling apart, and she couldn't even accept it for a long time that she was about to lose him in her life.

Is her delay in divorcing him just to make her angry?

Only she knows, no.

Subconsciously, she was resisting losing him.

She loved him for so long that she carved him into her bones.

Divorce is like cutting out the bones.

His kiss fell quickly.

Gentle, caring, fiery, familiar.

Qiao Yin instinctively kissed him back.

But she reacted the next second and immediately pushed his head away.

Lu Lingche grabbed her hand, kissed her again, then stared into her eyes with deep eyes and asked, "Don't you like it?"

"Yes, if you don't like it, let me go."

"You lied to me, Qiao Yin."

"We are divorced, has Mr. Lu forgotten?"

"If you want to remarry, you can."

"You are dreaming, I will never remarry you, just marry your Bai Yueguang."

Lu Lingche hugged her, and belatedly realized that Qiao Yin might be a little jealous.

He has little contact with women and is very slow about emotions, so he doesn't understand Qiao Yin's heart.

Of course, he had never wanted to know before.

He just realized now that he cared about her, so he started trying to understand her.

He held Qiao Yin's wrist and counted her pulse calmly.

After a while, he asked: "Do you hate blue semantics?"

"Yes, do you still need to ask?"

"Are you jealous?"

"No."

Lu Lingche felt her pulse change slightly.

Sure enough, he was jealous.

He pressed her face into his arms and smiled softly out of her sight.

Qiao Yin struggled: "Lu Lingche, do you want to suffocate me? Let me go!"

Lu Lingche let go of her and asked calmly: "Would you like to sleep together tonight?"

Qiao Yin kicked him angrily, pointed to the window he opened and said, "Who wants to sleep with you? Get out!"

Lu Lingche frowned slightly: "You still want to drive me away?"

Aren’t we all jealous? Don’t we also like him? Why can’t we sleep together?

Qiao Yin felt that he was simply unreasonable: "Why can't I drive you away? This is my home, you go back to your home to sleep."

Lu Lingche was about to say something more when his cell phone suddenly rang.

He took it out and took a look at it. When he saw that it was Mrs. Lu, he pressed the call directly and did not answer it.

But Mrs. Lu persisted in beating her four times in a row.

Lu Lingche was afraid that something might happen to Lan Yuyi, so he frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Mrs. Lan committed suicide. We are rescuing her, but she fainted. Please come to the hospital right away!"

"suicide?"

"Stop asking, come to the hospital quickly!"

After Mrs. Lu finished speaking, she hung up the phone.

Lu Lingche put the phone back into his pocket with an indifferent expression, but there was a slight sarcasm on his lips.

Qiao Yin couldn't help but ask: "Who committed suicide?"

"Mrs. Blue."

Qiao Yin was shocked: "Why?"

"Maybe it's because my husband cheated on me and gave birth to an illegitimate child?"
Chapter completed!