My brother became a playboy

Today is a working day, and it is not a special holiday. There are not many people in the Civil Affairs Bureau. We took the number and waited for 5 minutes before it was our turn.

Before boarding the plane, there was an inspection process. The little brother in charge of inputting hit the enter key, glanced at us, and said, "Are you remarried?"

I know what he implied. If marriage is a mistake, divorce is a mistake to terminate this mistake, and remarriage means knowing that it was a mistake, but still jumping into the pit again—most people who want to remarry should be issued a certificate. Medal of Valor.

I didn't say anything, but Zhao Xing put his arms around my shoulders and said, "Isn't it normal for us to rekindle our old relationship?"

When Zhao Xing is serious, his aura will be very strong. The little brother smiled and quickly completed the formalities and handed us a form. We are going to take a new headshot next, and then wait for the marriage The proof is fine.

Zhao Xing's assistant stuffed the photographer who took the photo with a red envelope, and the photo taken by the photographer was much better than the one we took last time.

The new marriage certificate came out, I took a look at it, and Zhao Xing packed it up and handed it to the assistant. Zhao Xing said solemnly, "Lock it in my safe."

It seemed that he never wanted to divorce me again.

We returned to the car, Zhao Xing unscrewed a bottle of soda, handed it to me, and said, "Sweet it."

I gulped and gulped a few sips and asked him, "No plans tonight?"

"Flowers, cakes, music, feasts, banquets... nothing at all." Zhao Xing smiled arrogantly, and said this very confidently.

I wasn't even angry, I was inexplicably happy, and asked him directly: "What's the matter?"

"I stewed black-bone chicken soup, made braised pork, fried two plates of vegetables, and stewed a pot of rice." Zhao Xing yawned a little. It seemed that he didn't sleep much last night. Box of Wusu beer, are you satisfied?"

I was quite satisfied, but I replied "It's okay" very reserved, Zhao Xing raised his finger, poked my face, and said: "I want to say shamelessly, there is still me, but I am also old Well, I really can’t say that I’m surprised…”

"You can say that," I interrupted him, "for me, being able to come out smoothly and not get along with you through the glass is already the biggest surprise."

Zhao Xing stopped poking my face, but touched it instead, then withdrew his hand reluctantly, and said, "If I tell you, I don't have any money now, my business has failed, and I'm about to live on the street..."

"I'll support you." I said this sentence naturally, thought for a while, and added, "But you have to do a good job of liquidating your assets, and see how much debt you need to repay, and I will pay it for you."

Zhao Xing chuckled and said, "Minglang Star is listed."

"Huh?" I looked at him in surprise.

"It's true. I rang the bell last month. Congratulations to me and you. Your assets have doubled."

"I remember that I have nothing to do with Minglangxing."

I used to own part of Minglangxing's shares, but when I divorced last time, I clearly signed the equity transfer agreement.

"Your shares are still yours, I haven't moved," Zhao Xing said in a steady tone, his side face was cold and hard, reminiscent of a business elite, "Minglang, I want you to become a rich man."

What Zhao Xing said was too secondary, but he still did it. To be honest, I was moved.

I blew upward and said, "Thank you."

Zhao Xing said, "You're welcome," and he said something that surprised me: "I know you once gave up the chance to become a rich man. This is what you deserve and I owe you."

I wasn't quite sure how much he knew, so I replied cautiously, "What are you referring to?"

Zhao Xing straightened his lips, looked at me with burning eyes, and said, "So, back then, you really signed that agreement for me."

He said the interrogative sentence in an affirmative tone, and I realized it instantly. He was just suspicious and not sure about anything, but he suddenly lied to me, and my reaction just became his evidence.

I didn't know what to say at the moment, and it was a bit embarrassing to be honest. I never planned to mention this matter to him. Back in time, we had a very bad relationship at that time. Now, I have to sacrifice myself for others and try my best to protect Zhao Xing's interests. I myself feel a little stupid, so...it's embarrassing.

I didn't speak, but I couldn't stop Zhao Xing from speaking. He asked me: "Why did you mislead me at the beginning, making me think that you gave up the easy-to-get benefits for the sake of that lover?"

I didn't answer, he asked himself again: "Do you not want me to stop arguing with you because you are moved, or because you don't want me to know that you care about me very much and you like me very much."

Another damn affirmative sentence, I parted my lips, trying to refute, but I couldn't make up any lies, it must be because I just got out of prison and my brain wasn't fast enough.

"Besides this matter, Cui Minglang, do you still have something to hide from me?" Zhao Xing's mind turned rapidly, the corners of his mouth kept rising, and my fig leaf was a little bit crumbling.

I stabilized my mind and said: "Your thinking is too divergent, Zhao Xing, stop it."

Zhao Xing seemed to want to ask more questions, but he took a look at my expression, accepted it as soon as he saw it, and changed the subject, saying, "Do you want to rest for a while, or go to work as soon as possible?"

"Go to work as soon as possible," I breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and said the plan I had planned long ago, "I still have to apply for state compensation."

"I will let the lawyer team cooperate with you."

"Remember to pay more bonuses and deduct them from my dividend."

"Well, you have money anyway."

We looked at each other and smiled, unable to hide our tacit understanding.

--

Zhao Xing's cooking skills are still the same, not top-notch, but it tastes quite comfortable. He likes to add caterpillar fungus and wolfberry to the black chicken soup. When he bows his head and drinks it, he knows it must be the ingredients.

I ate a bowl of rice, drank two bowls of black-bone chicken soup, and swept away most of the dishes on the table. Zhao Xing put down the bowl and chopsticks before me, and then looked at me with a very strange look, as if looking at his son , as if looking at the meat on the chopping board.

I couldn't help laughing, opened a bottle of beer, filled it up for Zhao Xing, and said, "Just one glass."

Zhao Xing picked up the wine glass, narrowed his eyes, and said, "Just one glass."

We drank this glass of wine and went to the bedroom tacitly.

--

Zhao Xing asked me on the bed: "Can you...?"

I pressed my forehead against his, and said, "It's impossible in the next life..."

--

Zhao Xing scratched the bed sheet and called me a "beast". I bit his lip, thinking he was praising me.

We fought for most of the night, Zhao Xing wanted to rest, but I was in good spirits, I grabbed his hair and half-forced him.

He was cursing, with physical tears flowing from the corners of his eyes. I wiped away his tears with my fingertips, and leaned into his ear and said, "Maybe it's been too long. It's quite interesting to play with you now."

Zhao Xing opened his eyes wide, his tense body became soft little by little, he no longer resisted, but became extraordinarily docile and cooperative.

I kissed his soft lips, brought him back into the torrent of desire, and when he fell asleep, I ordered some more things.

I am ready to break up with my past lovers, but the premise is that Zhao Xing makes me satisfied enough.

I ran my fingertips across his cheeks, his neck, and the most secret parts of his body. For a moment, I felt a little soft-hearted, but soon, I put that soft-heartedness behind me.

Zhao Xing will not soften his heart. As soon as I was released from prison, he couldn't wait to escort me to remarry.

I'm married, so I want some interest, so it won't be too much.