When Fu Xixi woke up, she saw Bo Zhanye's slender and dignified figure tidying up the room. Whether it was small objects or the wardrobe, he had tidied everything up.
She was stunned and asked in a lazy and sleepy voice: "Husband, what are you doing? I can take care of those things~~"
Hearing the sound, Bo Zhanye walked back to the bed and looked at her tenderly: "Who stipulates that girls must do housework? Remember, be lazy, there are many things that men can do."
"But your hands are so precious. They can do experiments, make money, and look good. They shouldn't do housework." Fu Xixi held his hand and admired it.
Green as white as jade, slender with well-defined finger bones, not very thin, with a masculine look, especially beautiful and charming.
Just looking at these hands, I can be fascinated by him.
Bo Zhanye smiled: "To me, the biggest role of these hands is to hold you and touch you."
Fu Xixi: "..."
Is it really okay to talk about love early in the morning?
"Husband, why do I feel that your eyes are particularly gentle today?"
Bo Zhanye narrowed his eyes, leaned over to hug her, and asked from a very close distance to her: "Do you like it?"
Too close!
Not only are his deep eyes and handsome face attractive, but his breath is also so refreshing, like a bamboo forest after the rain, far away and charming.
Fu Xixi nodded lightly: "Yes, I like it."
The next second, Bo Zhanye kissed her lips.
Gentle and domineering, gentle and possessive.
Fu Xixi didn't even have a chance to resist, before he was dragged into the abyss.
Different from usual, today he was longer, longer, as long as a lifetime, and he was reluctant to let go of her.
She always felt that something was wrong with him.
A bit of suffocating love, crazy love, morbid love...
a long time.
Fu Xixi got dressed, looked at the distinguished man sitting on the sofa smoking, and walked over:
"Husband, are you worried about something?"
It seems that only when men have heavy worries, they will be irrational, inattentive, and use women as an outlet.
Bo Zhan heard the sound at night and saw her coming out of the shower. He put out the cigarette butt in his hand, dispersed the smoke around her, and asked softly:
"Does it hurt you?"
Fu Xixi's face turned red and she shook her head, not daring to say anything.
After all, these topics are embarrassing!
She directly changed the topic: "No, I just think you are not in the right mood. Didn't we agree before that we should tell each other everything? Maybe I can relieve your worries."
Bo Zhanye frowned, then relaxed his eyebrows, and looked at her with his deep eyes.
After nearly a minute, he opened his thin lips and said, "Xiaoxi, let's get a divorce first."
divorce?
These two words fell from the sky like shocking bad news. Fu Xixi's mind sank, and he looked in disbelief:
"Why? Did I hear wrongly?"
How could he say divorce?
He was hugging her just now, kissing her, kissing her, so affectionate and affectionate!
How could they get divorced?
Bo Zhanye looked at Fu Xixi's tense face and tense emotions, and reached out to hold her hand:
"Calm down first and listen to what I have to say.
I must divorce you now and marry Bai Guaner, because..."
Before she finished speaking, Fu Xixi was hurt by the words 'divorce you and marry Bai Guan'er'.
All she could think about was that he wanted to divorce her and marry Bai Guaner!
Divorce, marry another woman...
The huge blow and disbelief hit her overwhelmingly, her vision went dark, and she fainted...