She divorced with her property, and her ex-husband chased her around the world

Shang Manyue was immediately filled with questions.

She had worked so hard to find a gift, but why was it so nasty when it came to his mouth? Or maybe he just wanted to pick a rock out of an egg.

"Mr. Huo, you like to look for women outside, so do you think others like to do the same thing? Don't judge others by yourself. I am not as shameless as you and have no lower limit."

After a pause, she added coldly, "Even if I want to find him, I will wait until after the divorce. I have been lying in this grave for three years, so I won't be short of this time."

She was really exhausted, and it was difficult to maintain her emotional stability. After saying this, she stopped looking at him and went straight upstairs.

Unexpectedly, Huo Jingbo was not willing to let her go, so he grabbed her arm and pulled her back.

His black eyes stared at her, with cold anger boiling in his eyes, "Do you still want to look for me again?"

This question was simply ridiculous, and Shang Manyue really laughed out loud. She raised her chin and said somewhat incomprehensibly: "Otherwise? I have to hang myself on a tree with a crooked neck like yours?"

"Mr. Huo, you don't think that after I divorce you, I have to keep my chastity for you and never marry, right? What are you daydreaming about?"

"And I think my next one will be good, because you are an example of this mistake."

Huo Jingbo's face was as dark as ink, and his sharp gaze seemed to poke holes in Shang Manyue.

Just for a moment, he said contemptuously: "Without me, can you find anything better? Shang Manyue, you are the one daydreaming!"

Shang Manyue: "..."

Even though he knew that the dog had confidence, he was still blinded by his confidence at this moment.

Her eyelids were fighting, and she was too lazy to beep with him anymore. Shang Manyue withdrew her hand and gave him a thumbs up.

"Ah, yes, yes, you are right, what you say is what it is."

Huo Jingbo's thin lips pressed into a tight line, and the chill in her whole body increased instead of decreasing. What was her attitude?

He was still about to say something with a sullen face, but his phone suddenly rang. He glanced at the screen, but finally suppressed his anger and answered the call.

Naturally, Shang Manyue would not just stand there waiting for him and walked upstairs without saying a word.

Aunt Chen, who was hiding downstairs, witnessed the whole process and couldn't help but murmur to herself. It was obviously because the husband couldn't contact his wife and was afraid that something would happen to her, so he stayed awake and waited. Why couldn't he talk well when he saw someone?

Today's young people just love to mess around.

...

Shang Manyue took a quick combat bath, and when he came out and lay on the bed, he let out a soft sigh of relief.

She couldn't help but roll over on the bed a few times.

It has to be said that after being away for so long, what she misses the most is the mattress at home. When she was decorating her wedding room, she had this mattress specially customized and spent nine million.

You get what you pay for, sleep is incredibly good, deep sleep lasts longer, and all fatigue disappears when you wake up.

She couldn't help but think that when she got divorced half a year later, she would have to add one more condition, which was to take the mattress away!

Just as he was about to fall asleep, Huo Jingbo walked in.

He had already taken a shower in the living room, wrapped in a loose bathrobe, his hair was loose, and the water droplets slid down from his half-exposed chest and submerged into his clothes, with a silent temptation.

Shang Manyue has no time to appreciate his beauty now. She originally thought that they had signed a divorce agreement in half a year, and they had a tacit agreement to live in separate rooms.

What did he mean?

Seeing him walking over with long legs, he opened the quilt and was about to lie down.

Shang Manyue suddenly sat up and looked at him without words, "Mr. Huo, do you think it is appropriate for our current relationship to lie on the same bed?"

Huo Jingbo paused slightly. He narrowed his black eyes, glanced at her up and down, and curled his lips coldly, "It's inappropriate."

Oh, he was somewhat self-aware, so she wouldn't have to waste too much time talking.

Shang Manyue was about to politely ask him to get out when he said lukewarmly, "Before the divorce, to avoid leaking the news and letting grandpa notice it, I have no plans to sleep in separate rooms, so you think it's inappropriate to sleep in the same bed. That……"

"Floor and sofa, you choose."

Shang Manyue: "??"

WTF?

"You..." Shang Manyue almost thought she heard wrongly, "It doesn't matter if we don't share rooms, you still want me to sleep on the floor and the sofa?"

The dog thing is really a little trick that makes her develop breast cancer every day!

She was so angry that she couldn't hold back her emotions and scolded directly, "Huo Jingbo, you are really not a man!"

Hearing this, there was no emotion on Huo Jingbo's handsome face, but he suddenly pressed towards Shang Manyue.

Before she could react, he was easily pressed under him and locked in his arms.

Shang Manyue's heart trembled suddenly, she put her hands on his chest and tried to push him away, but the man remained unmoved.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Shang Manyue, half-smiling, "You don't want to sleep on the floor or the sofa?"

"...Isn't this nonsense? Why don't you go to bed?" Shang Manyue retorted subconsciously.

"Okay, if you insist on sleeping with me, then let's sleep together." He answered very quickly and neatly.

Is there any necessary connection between the two?

Shang Manyue's heartbeat quickened and his cheeks turned red, out of anger.

However, there is a huge disparity in strength between men and women, and now she has trouble even pushing the dog away, let alone kicking him out of bed or out of the room.

After all this tossing, Huo Jingbo's nightgown became looser and looser, and his chest and abdominal muscles were looming. Shang Manyue couldn't get there himself, and his nightgown was pulled away to reveal his white collarbone and shoulders.

It was quiet at night, and the two people's breathing was one after another, which sounded a little ambiguous.

Shang Manyue clearly felt that the man's eyes on her were burning.

She frowned, a bitch has never been a gentleman, and if he continues to entangle himself, who knows what will happen.

"Okay, I'm going to sleep on the sofa, okay?" Shang Manyue had no choice but to compromise, "Can you get up?"

Huo Jingbo's eyes quickly flashed with an unknown dark light, but he still let go of her.

Shang Manyue calmly picked up her pillow and quilt and walked to the sofa. After lying down, she turned her back to him.

Fortunately, she also carefully selected the sofa. It is very spacious and extremely comfortable.

Anyway, she won't sleep on the sofa all the time. Based on the frequency of dogs coming home after marriage, it is estimated that he will not be able to come back a few times in the past six months.

Thinking of this, she closed her eyes contentedly.

Unexpectedly, when she woke up the next day, Shang Manyue was surprised to find herself lying on the bed. She sat up hugging the quilt with a confused look in her eyes.

She turned to look to her side, and Huo Jingbo was no longer there.

what's the situation? Could it be that she recognized the bed by herself and crawled up in the middle of the night when she fell asleep? Anyway, it was definitely not a dog that picked her up.

She scratched her hair irritably. Wouldn't that bitch have to be confident again?

It’s all because of the temptation of this mattress!

Shang Manyue picked up her phone and looked at the time. It was almost noon. No wonder she was so hungry that she was protesting.

After washing up and going downstairs, Shang Manyue walked directly into the restaurant. She was about to ask Aunt Chen to get her some delicious food when her steps suddenly stopped.