Daddy, Delivery of Mommy Has Arrived!

Click on the text message, there is a simple sentence in it.

Westin Hotel, room 1309.

Squinting eyes, is it related to kidnapping?

No matter who, in S City, dare to look for him like this, Xiao Moli is naturally not afraid.

Drive directly to Westin 1309.

The door of the room was concealed and not closed.

Xiao Moli pushed the door directly to enter. On the big bed of the room, two disheveled men and women were entangled.

Someone texted him just to show him this?

Xiao Moli now really feels that it is very likely that someone is about to catch the **** in bed, send the wrong text message, and just turn around.

I heard the man on the bed muttering to himself, "An An."

Xiao Moli only felt his brain exploded, and shouted in disbelief, "An Ziqi."

The person on the bed seemed to realize that someone had come in and turned around hurriedly.

Seeing the person on the bed, Xiao Moli only felt that his mind was blank, it was really An Ziqi.

Seeing him, there seemed to be a moment of panic in her eyes. She stretched out her hand to pull the quilt around her, her eyes dodged and did not dare to look at him.

Xiao Moli stepped forward to pull up Simon, slammed his fist towards him, his eyes flushed angrily.

"What did you say to her?"

Simon wanted to tell An Ziqi something when they received the certificate. He didn't believe that An Ziqi would betray him like this.

"No, I didn't say anything."

Simon did not resist, and let Xiao Moli punch a few times, then raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said faintly, "She just feels that being with you is too tired."

Too tired to be with him?

This sentence was like a sharp knife pierced into Xiao Moli's heart.

Thinking that he once said that he would trust An Ziqi and give her all the trust.

Enduring the anger in his heart, he turned to look at An Ziqi, "You said, I want you to tell me in person."

An Ziqi lowered her head and never spoke.

Xiao Moli looked at her, his voice has cooled down, "An Ziqi, you are fine."

Turned around and left the room.

After he left, An Ziqi looked up, tears already streaming down her face.

Xiao Moli, I'm sorry, I love you, I really love you!

Simon stepped forward, pulled up her clothes, and patted her on the back lightly.

When An Ziqi returned home, the living room was completely dark, except for the red light on the sofa, and the smell of smoke inside the house was very strong.

An Ziqi turned on the light and saw Xiao Moli sitting on the sofa with a pile of cigarette butts scattered on the ground by his feet.

Between his slender fingers, there was a lighted cigarette, and a faint smoke filled the living room.

Having known each other for so long, she had never seen Xiao Moli smoking.

Enduring my sadness and distress, I went to the living room and opened the window.

Then stepped forward and took the cigarette from his hand.

Xiao Moli stretched out his hand fiercely and pulled her into his arms. He lowered his head and blocked her lips frantically, thinking about what he saw in the hotel just now, biting hard like punishment.

An Ziqi could feel the pain in Xiao Moli's heart. She wanted to comfort him, but she couldn't.

Thinking that they would never be together in the future, my heart was sore and painful.

There was no resistance, and in the end, greedy for his breath, letting the tip of his tongue intrude aggressively and looting fiercely.

Seeing that she did not respond, Xiao Moli finally let go weakly and looked at her in pain, "An'an, why?"

An Ziqi's nose is slightly sour, and she lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, "Xiao Moli, let's get a divorce."