Mr. Huo, my wife is offering 1000 billion for divorce!

Jingxue nodded, "Well, she used to pursue you crazily, and she also had delusions. She thought you liked her too and agreed to be with her. You used to hate her."

Huo Yunting frowned, remembering the disgust that unconsciously filled his heart when he saw Xiao Muzhen before.

But... why did he feel a dull pain in his heart while hating her?

Does he really... hate her?

Seeing Huo Yunting deep in thought, Jingxuechu quickly shook his arm and said softly: "Okay, don't think about it, he is just an insignificant person, and if you think about other women in front of me, I will be angry. !”

"I just find her inexplicable."

"Don't worry about her. If you see her in the future, just take a detour. Do you think my new pajamas look good?"

Following Jing Xuechu's voice, Huo Yunting looked down.

Through the red deep V pajamas, you can see the faint curvature of her chest. Her waist is tied with a belt. Her waist is as thin as a willow and can be held with one palm. From the bottom down, it can only barely cover her buttocks. The skirt and two slender white legs.

This was a scene that could make a man's blood boil, but Huo Yunting's eyes didn't waver at all.

He took his arm out of Jingxuechu's hand and said calmly: "It looks good."

Sensing his perfunctory behavior, Jingxuechu's eyes flashed with disappointment.

Although Huo Yunting forgot about Xiao Muzhen and was with her, she always felt that there was something wrong with her when they got along.

She couldn't help but think that when Huo Yunting was with Xiao Muzhen, every look he looked at her was full of love.

The more she thought about it, the more unwilling she became.

Having seen Huo Yunting crazy about Xiao Muzhen, she hoped that Huo Yunting could have such passionate feelings for her.

"Yunting, do you... don't like me that much?"

Huo Yunting frowned, "Why do you think so?"

"Because I feel that whatever I tell you, your response is very dull...and your emotions basically have no ups and downs..."

If the memory of their love hadn't been implanted, Huo Yunting probably wouldn't have been with her even if he had lost his memory.

"Maybe I'm a little tired these days. I'm sorry to make you sad."

Jingxuechu threw herself into his arms, hugged his waist and said aggrievedly: "Then you must compensate me well after you have been busy for this period of time."

She didn't notice that the moment she hugged Huo Yunting, Huo Yunting's body stiffened.

The conditioned reflex wanted to push Jing Xuechu away, but thinking that she was his girlfriend and the person he liked, Huo Yunting still held back.

He found it strange that he clearly had so many details and scenes of falling in love with Jing Xuechu in his mind, but when he saw Jing Xuechu, there was almost no fluctuation in his heart.

Jing Xuechu had always wanted to give herself to him, and he was not a traditional person, but when he faced her, he could never show the slightest interest.

He even began to wonder if he had any hidden illness.

After enduring it, he still held Jing Xuechu's shoulders and gently pushed her away.

"Okay, it's getting late, go to bed early."

"I want to sleep with you tonight."

"You go to bed first, I still have documents to deal with."

"Then I will accompany you."

Huo Yunting frowned, "No need."

Sensing his displeasure, Jingxuechu didn't dare to persist.

After all, she knew Huo Yunting's character, and during this period of time together, she also felt that Huo Yunting was not enthusiastic about her. He agreed to live together after she said it several times.

"Okay, then don't be too tired, otherwise I will feel bad..."

After Jing Xuechu left, Huo Yunting went directly to the study.

When he opened a document, his mind unconsciously recalled the image of Xiao Muzhen standing in the living room looking at him with a sad face, unable to read a single word.