Escaped wife at a high price: Evil young man, let’s get a divorce

Qin Xiyu let go of his hand and went straight to the bathroom.

In the late autumn night, the cold water of Cengbai head poured down from his head.

He begged to turn off the fire and calm down.

But for Wang Jiaqi, she finally escaped a catastrophe.

Facing Qin Xiyu's desire, she was more afraid.

She sat back on the sofa and let out a long sigh, while wiping her hair in a daze, thinking: How dangerous!However, the bet won!If you are afraid of children, you are not sincere.

But never again.

When she rubbed the ends of her hair with a towel and was lost in thought, Qin Xiyu poked the back of her head with a hair dryer, and said, "Dry your hair before going to sleep!" Then he turned his face away.

She was completely taken aback.

Fortunately, I was not scared to get sick.

He turned his head back but didn't respond.

Seeing her stunned for a while, Qin Xiyu turned to look at her, and shouted: "My hands are tired!" Qin Xiyu, who was so irritable, was completely different from the Qin Xiyu who hugged him just now.

It really makes people suspect that this person is in menopause.

Wang Jiaqi got up, took the hair dryer timidly, and walked to the bathroom.

She turned her head in two steps, and saw that the man with fluffy hair was still handsome, and his straight waist propped up a suit of nightgown, which was a bit more elegant.

With the violent and demonic nature in his bones, he is simply two people.

Wang Jiaqi suspects that he has a split personality.

The "buzzing" sound of the hair dryer came from the bathroom, and Qin Xiyu became irritable again.

He actually fantasized about Wang Jiaqi shaking his head in front of the mirror, with long hair fluttering.

With long hair fluttering, and when the fragrance is wafting, she even cast a wink... Qin Xiyu's whole body suddenly softened.

He bit his fist and murmured in his heart: Am I hungry?Wang Jiaqi, who has no taste, actually... ah... But just now... he would think of the scene of losing control again just now, and he would burn with desire, but more because of unwillingness, he gritted his teeth and said: " I can't eat it, the pickles are all in the bowl, and I can't eat it..." He slumped down, put his hands on the back of the sofa, raised his head and closed his eyes, thinking deeply about Wang Jiaqi's words.

"you do not like me.

" "There will be children, do you want them?" "Suddenly startled.

Because of "children", he was timid.

Inexplicably, he doesn't want to hurt the "crybaby" in his arms, that kind of thing can never be done again.

How many women, no matter whether they like it or not, as long as they are in his room, they will come.

Send it to your side and eat it.

It's good to take measures beforehand and afterwards to cut off the trouble.

Probably because she hasn't found the one she wants to protect sincerely, that's why she's so indulgent.

The same goes for Li Qianyao.

However, Li Qianyao's temperament was similar to his, so she pampered this woman.

But Wang Jiaqi, the woman who sleeps in his room every day under the name of his wife.

The woman who was pressed on the bed by him and still tried her best to escape.

He didn't even do anything to deal with her before and after.

But when she asked about that topic, he started to get annoyed.

It was because he didn't want to be responsible, and he was even more afraid of making her cry.

Maybe she was too similar to the little girl I met for the first time.

It made him forgetful and timid.

So let it go?As if being influenced by something, he hated this feeling.

At this moment, the sound of the hair dryer stopped.

Wang Jiaqi put the hair dryer back in place, and when she came out, she saw Qin Xiyu's sitting posture and asked timidly, "Did you... sit on my bed?" Her bed?Qin Xiyu was inexplicably irritable. Is one of the things in this room marked as hers?But looking at where he was, he clearly wanted to roar, but he couldn't make a sound.

It was even more strange in his heart. He usually rolled out of bed after taking a shower.

Tonight... I seem to be drawn to that black leather sofa by something.

He crossed his palms, put them on the back of his head, frowned and gave Wang Jiaqi a white look, and said calmly: "This is a sofa, not a bed, sleep on it.

""oh! "In Wang Jiaqi's impression, sleeping in a bed is just one of the guest rooms.

She walked towards the door of the room obediently.

Qin Xiyu stroked his forehead and said, "Where are you going?" "You said, sleep on the bed.

Qin Xiyu said coldly: "Is there a bed at the door?"return! "That tone is no longer a negotiation, but an order.

Wang Jiaqi couldn't imagine what it would be like to share the same bed.

She swallowed her throat and said, "But...that's your bed.

"After that, his eyes glanced at the big bed in the bedroom.

"Who doesn't know!" He put his feet on the coffee table, turned his face away and muttered.

Instead, he said loudly: "Then you haven't slept peacefully for two nights.

"Wang Jiaqi didn't understand what Qin Xiyu was thinking for a while, frowned, and asked weakly: "But...you slept in the guest room at that time, will it be the same tonight? "Of course, it would be best for Qin Xiyu not to sleep.

After speaking, she secretly held her breath.

This kind of mental retardation caused Qin Xiyu's temper to "have nowhere to vent".

He clenched his fists and stood up quickly, seeing that she didn't dare to breathe, his temper disappeared.

Instead, he said: "I don't sleep in my own big bed, why sleep in the guest room?" After that, he approached her, stared at her face, and poked her forehead.

When Wang Jiaqi was stunned for a moment, Qin Xiyu had already turned over the quilt and sat on the soft big bed. Seeing Wang Jiaqi still standing aside stupidly, he shouted, "Hey! Why are you still standing when my chandelier is turned off?" Wang Jiaqi stood there solemnly and asked, "Can you answer some questions for me?"