Slag Gong really smells good after the divorce

The glass knocked on the table with a soft sound, and Sheng Ling threw the "Plum Blossom Six" in his hand on the table, showing no expression on his face.

Yi Wulan was more indifferent, with a smile on his face, took a few steps to sit in his seat, poured himself a cup of hot water, and asked nonchalantly, "Continue?"

Except for Xiang Jiuming and Sheng Ling, some of the others are young talents to some extent, not to mention some of them are from good backgrounds, and now they all really admire Yi Wulan.

This move was a tightrope walk on Sheng Ling's nerves.

is a cruel man.

I couldn't help but secretly glanced, Yi Wulan's face was delicate and fair under the light, the heating in the villa was turned on, the temperature was not low, the coat was put down, and only a white shirt was on.

White shirt and black trousers, without revealing a very aggressive expression, but with a slight smile, he looks like a college student.

Everyone has been with him for these few hours, and they already know that people should not be judged by their appearance.

The fat man hesitated and said, "Are you still coming?"

Sheng Ling said softly, "Come."

Xiang Jiuming opened a can of cold beer by himself, and suppressed the desire that he was almost unable to hold back just now, looked at Yi Wulan who was sitting casually with affectionate eyes, and said with a smile: "Come on, why don't you come?"

Yi Wulan drank hot water, completely ignoring the undercurrent of the two.

People around looked at each other.

Come and come!

In the next few rounds, the three of Yi Wulan didn't get any draws. At least they didn't let the already tense atmosphere continue to climb up. Everyone regretted but also breathed a sigh of relief.

After several rounds, Sheng Ling got a card.

This time, the two who got the cards talked about their first love, which can be regarded as a request for reminiscing about the past.

But it was Sheng Ling, and most of the people sitting here knew that it was Shu Linqing from the Shu family.

Surprisingly, Sheng Ling directly poured a glass of white wine and drank it down: "Continue."

Xiang Jiuming clapped playfully, but Yi Wulan didn't respond.

A group of people played for more than an hour, and never encountered such a dramatic scene before.

There will be activities tomorrow.

Simply scattered.

Sheng Ling had drawn a few cards, but none of the missions were completed, and he drank liquor all the time.

Yi Wulan had nothing to miss, so she took her room card and went out.

Sheng Ling was a little dizzy, looking at the clean and tough lines of Yi Wulan's body under his shirt, it was no different from before, even his tone of voice and expression remained the same as it was twenty days ago.

It's just that he changed his attitude towards him, and always looked at him with gentle and calm eyes.

Xiang Jiuming didn't leave either. He drank a few bottles of beer all night and poured himself a glass of water.

There were only the two of them in the room, and he walked up to Sheng Ling.

It's raining in Nanshan City tonight.

With a provocative look on his face, Xiang Jiuming said to Sheng Ling, "I've already ordered roses, and they will be shipped by air."

"Tomorrow I will confess."

Xiang Jiuming believed that he had some thoughts on Yi Wulan, since both of them are single, why did he start pursuing him.

Sheng Ling leaned on the sofa, looking at him indifferently.

Xiang Jiuming laughed wantonly: "You have no right to stop me."

Sheng Ling's lips turned pale, and the pain from the past few days finally reached his throat, making it difficult for him to swallow, just like just now, he has no right to take any action when calling someone else's husband.

Even though he even wanted to, he rushed straight up and trapped the person in his arms.

But he is not eligible.

It rained in the middle of the night in Nanshan City.

Yi Wulan got up early in the morning, went out for a walk, and found that her woolen coat was a bit thin.

But it's not too cold, there is a whole row of wooden railings outside, and there are bushes behind.

After walking for a while, Yi Wulan sat on it, slightly thinking about what to do in the future.

When Xiang Jiuming came with the rose in his arms, he saw Yi Wulan in white clothes and black trousers, leaning on the wooden railing, with a big bush behind him.

There was a cold rain last night, and the air in Nanshan City was very humid.

The rain was dripping under the eaves, falling drop by drop, hitting the pavement with a thin layer of rain, as if hitting people's hearts.

The coldness of the air was not comparable to Yi Wulan's special indifference.

Holding the rose brought over by air, Xiang Jiuming smiled charmingly: "Designer Yi, I support all your careers and love for design. Maybe I don't have a deep love right now, so I feel like it's no problem."

"In addition, I will support you throughout your career. As long as I can get the resources that are useful to Designer Yi, I can give them to you. Wulan, you can even take revenge on Shengling, killing two birds with one stone."

Sheng Ling was standing not far away, and the shrubs were veiled, hiding his figure in a hazy way.

Last night, I tossed and turned, for a while, when the two got married, for a while, Yi Wulan told him about the divorce, and there was another scene, which I remember deeply.

Holding a sharp knife, Yi Wulan said to him, "Sheng Ling, I've already cut your heart out."

In his sleep, Sheng Ling couldn't touch Yi Wulan, nor could he win the sharp knife.

Through the gaps in the bushes, Sheng Ling could see fiery red roses, as well as Yi Wulan's silhouette in profile, light and thin, surrounded by roses and bushes, very unique and suitable.

His nerves were being tormented, but he really had no right to stop the person he admired from confessing to Yi Wulan.

He is not qualified, and it is not appropriate to bother him.

Sheng Ling lit a cigarette, took a puff, and breathed out the blue-white smoke forbearance.

The raindrops fell, as if moving the heartstrings.

It's also like a suppressed pain.

A short distance away, on the other side of the bushes, Xiang Jiuming lowered his body slightly.

What flashed in Xiang Jiuming's eyes was indeed sincerity. He was always good at bewitching, but this time he was serious: "I have never promised anyone anything, but I can guarantee my sincerity. Run in slowly."

"For a lifetime, as long as I can give it, I will give it to you."

"Promise me, okay?"

When Yi Wulan heard this sentence, his expression changed, and he looked at Xiang Jiuming.

In fact, Xiang Jiuming is not very coquettish when he is serious. He was very young, no matter standing outside the villa and shouting, or climbing on the window sill to deliver flowers.

Like a teenager in love, seeking attention wholeheartedly, doing romantic things with passion.

only……

Yi Wulan lowered his eyes and laughed.

Sitting up straight while leaning on the railing, Yi Wulan didn't answer directly, but instead asked Xiang Jiuming: "Does Xiang always think love is pure?"

Xiang Jiuming was stunned for a moment, turned the rose to the other side, and said hesitantly, "Pure... what kind of purity is it?"

Yi Wulan slowly smoothed out the folds on her shirt, and while smoothing, said softly: "Well, apart from loving this person, I don't mix anything else, just love him."

Xiang Jiuming subconsciously denied it: "How could there be?"

Before she could say the words, she realized: "Yes, you are to Shengling..."

Yi Wulan raised his head slightly, the sky light fell into his eyes, and exhaled a breath of hot air, very calmly: "Yes, I can't say it is very pure, nine points, I love him very stubbornly."

"Although it was once."

Yi Wulan's confused and relieved smile appeared in the morning light.

Xiang Jiuming felt that he was stabbed suddenly, and at this moment, he suddenly became jealous of Sheng Ling uncontrollably.

Because there is a person who has been stubborn and deeply and purely loved him for decades.

Delivery of fate and passion.

What's more, this person is Yi Wulan.

Xiang Jiuming clenched the rose in his hand, even though the thorns were covered with a layer of soft cotton cloth, they still pierced into the palm of his hand, causing pain.

From Xiang Jiuming's point of view, where there is pure love between adults, the desire mixed with interests is indispensable.The difference is only in the amount of doping.

So he will mention resources when confessing, and also put forward the benefits he can give.

Yi Wulan sighed, but it wasn't entirely because of this reason, he didn't have such thoughts and ideas now.

"I won't give up," Xiang Jiuming put away the rose freely, and smiled firmly: "Wulan, I don't want to give up."

If you are like this, I will never give up.

This smile is not romantic at all, but it is very tenacious and sincere.

Yi Wulan stood up, looked at the bouquet of roses, and knew that it was useless to say anything now, so she stretched out her hand and patted Jiuming on the shoulder.

Walk away slowly.

The posture is freehand and indifferent.

Going around the bushes, I accidentally saw a man waiting at this end.

The clothes on Sheng Ling's body were a little damp, and he expected to have been standing here for a long time.

The distance between the two was a few steps, and there was a railing in between, with Yi Wulan inside and Sheng Ling outside.

Sheng Ling's eyes were deep, and thousands of emotions rolled in the dark eyes, but he just restrained himself and stood outside.

Raindrops dripped from the bushes.

Yi Wulan's white hands were hanging down, her eyes and brows were cold, but her lips were slightly brighter, like a touch of light red that caught people's hearts.

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