After the divorce, Slag Gong shut him down

Matcha stuffed Daifuku: [No, you are simply depraved]

When he typed out these words, Zhou Fushen's eyes reflected the dim light of the screen with a ghastly cold light, and even rolled his Adam's apple, as if he wanted to swallow all his unwillingness and anger with this movement. It seems lukewarm and stormy.

But even at this point, he still maintains that calm appearance, as calm as if he was out of it, so the only thing that can tell his true emotion at this moment is the silently tightened five fingers on the edge of the phone finger.

Soon I received Jiang Ran's reply on WeChat: [Yes, that's it, the way you say this now looks very much like my ex-husband]

Zhou Fushen: "..."

After a few seconds, another message came: [Also, as someone who has been here, I want to remind you, don't talk to your future wife like that, because you will never know, she will go behind your back! What to add to your hot drink before bed】

Zhou Fushen: "??"

It has to be said that the direction of the plot suddenly became weird.

Matcha filling Daifuku: [So what did you add to it? 】

Jiang Ran: [Well... I don't know what other people add, anyway, what I add is ground sleeping pills, after a cup, the whole world is quiet]

"Heh..." Zhou Fu exhaled tremblingly. He said that sometimes the taste of milk was not right, but when asked, Jiang Ran insisted that it was because he mixed some cocoa powder in it, and he actually didn't like it. There is no question, it seems that love really blinds people.

After digesting this unacceptable fact for a while, he suppressed the unknown turmoil in his heart, and wanted to reply calmly, but the pressure on the phone with his fingers unconsciously increased.

Matcha stuffed Daifuku: [So it seems that your divorce is not only his fault]

It was displayed on the screen every single word, and finally showed a sense of accusation, and the other side of WeChat was quiet for a while, before responding: [You know again? 】

No precise emotion can be discerned in the short text, it just looks like a question and a joke.

This is already a dangerous signal. As usual, Zhou Fushen must have noticed that Jiang Ran's anger bar is buffering at the moment, but at this moment, he is driven by some emotion, and he didn't stop in time: Matcha stuffing: [at least In the eyes of the public, he is indeed a perfect man]

Jiang Ran: [So? 】

As soon as these words came out, they immediately got out of hand: [Compared with me who lived with him for four years, do you think the public's evaluation is more credible! ?He even faked the information on Baidu Encyclopedia, which said that his favorite snack is macarons, because his team wanted to create a harmless appearance for humans and animals, but in fact, he was disgusted with sweets in private Did you know!You won't touch it at all!The only thing he is willing to knock is the sugar-free biscuits I baked for him, that's all... Do you still dare to say that he is the same as the outside? 】

Matcha stuffing Daifuku: [Your encyclopedia also writes the words gentle personality]

Jiang Ran: 【Do you think I'm not gentle enough for you these days? 】

Matcha Stuffed Daifuku: 【……】

Jiang Ran: 【Now I'm starting to wonder what you really think of me. Is it really as nice as you say, or is it like the group of people on the Internet who think I'm hard to fill, don't know what's good and what's wrong, and are promiscuous? 】

Anger rushed to his face through the screen, like a sharp arrow passing by his ear, which made Zhou Fushen suddenly sober.

Matcha filling Daifuku: [Sorry, I just]

Halfway through typing the words, Zhou Fushen's fingers suddenly froze on the screen. Except when he was in bed with Jiang Ran, it was the first time in his life that his head was so empty, like a river that froze in an instant, and nothing could be dumped. come out.

Slowly let out a foul breath, leaned back on the gray-and-white chair, stared at the empty ceiling, slowly closed his eyes, and suddenly felt a little unbelievable.

He was actually agitated.

Anxious about Jiang Ran's indifference, but also anxious about Jiang Ran's current tepid attitude towards him.

Because he has tasted Jiang Ran's tenderness and tiredness to him long ago, now that he has to start from the beginning to obtain all this, it is inevitable that people will feel the urgency to reach the end immediately, or to put it simply - he wants to To gain sweetness from Jiang Ran, the thought even made him lose his footing first.

But things should not have developed like this. He understands all of Jiang Ran's preferences, and these days he has faithfully played such a role. Compromise is begging for mercy.

But Zhou Fushen doesn't think so, this is a hunt for him, and the trophies are his favorite prey, for which he can spend a lot - patience, energy, time, money, and even more precious and rare things than these Stuff, just like when we first met five years ago, no one can say that he doesn't love Jiang Ran if he can do so much for it.

Yes, Zhou Fushen told himself that, who dares to say that this is not love?

Why doesn't Jiang Ran understand?

After a while of silence on WeChat, perhaps because he hadn't heard from him for a long time, Jiang Ran asked abruptly: 【Just what? 】

Zhou Fushen sat up straight again, read those words for a long while, and finally moved his fingers until the light on the screen gradually dimmed.

Matcha filling Daifuku: [Actually... I am your CP fan. 】

Jiang Ran: [……]

Matcha filling Daifuku: [But I am more inclined to your kind of CP powder]

At the moment when the news was sent out, Zhou Fushen had to admit that he was indeed a little nervous right now while quietly waiting for an answer.

With a sound of ding dong, accompanied by a sudden constriction of his heart, he fixed his eyes on the screen.

Jiang Ran: [How do I know you're not fooling me now? 】

Zhou Fu smiled deeply as his originally tight thin lips curved. He knew Jiang Ran too well, and being able to say this meant that his anger had almost dissipated.

Matcha filling Daifuku: [Will you be fooled by me if you are so wise? 】

Jiang Ran: [That's true... but if you can only choose one fan between me and Zhou Fushen, who will you follow? 】

Matcha filling Daifuku: [Of course I choose you. 】

Matcha filling Daifuku: [I can swear, from now on, it will be you]

"........."

Just now, the emotions in the upper part cooled down. Lying on the bed, all Jiang Ran's rationality returned instantly. He stared at the words on the screen, and suddenly realized that the situation in front of him was starting to become weird. Of course, he might be thinking too much After all, it wasn't the first time that the Undefeated Buddha spoke unscrupulously and nonsense, but it still made him feel a little messy.

Holding the phone blankly, Jiang Ran was in a daze and didn't know what to reply, when he suddenly let go, the phone hit his face.

"Ah..." He instantly turned over and covered the bridge of his nose, tears pouring out uncontrollably.

But he couldn't take care of these things at the moment, picked up his phone in a hurry, and quickly sent a message: [The phone is almost out of battery, good night], and then quickly turned off the phone as if it was hot, and fell back on the bed, concentrating on it Rubbing the bridge of his nose that was hit, he couldn't help sighing helplessly in his heart: He really couldn't do it. He was actually made to have emotional turmoil all night by a 19-year-old kid. Obviously, only Zhou Fushen had this special ability before.

Alas, the waves behind the Yangtze River drive the waves ahead.

Thinking of him, he narrowed his eyes, and muttered silently to himself: "This kid is definitely fooling me, he must be more fan of Zhou Fushen."

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