On the wedding night, Fu Yansheng said harshly: "No matter what tricks you play, I can't touch you!"
Zhuang Zhi had been a widow for three years, and Fu Yansheng was as guarding against thieves as he was afraid that she would stain his purity.
Unable to bear it, she threw down a piece of divorce agreement: "Sign it, I'm going to be romantic and happy!"
Fu Yansheng thought she was playing hard to get: "This is what you said, don't regret it!"
But no one expected that the person who regretted it first would be him...
When they met again, Zhuang Zhi held a new love in his hands, dazzling and dazzling, and they were the couple of gods and goddesses in the eyes of others.
Fu Yansheng crushed the wine glass with his bare hands, his eyes red with jealousy.
Later, he tried his best to pinch her peach blossoms and torture her, and went crazy to want Zhuang Zhi to come back to him.
The man knelt down on one knee and looked at her affectionately: "Honey, let's remarry."
Zhuang Zhi curled his lips and smiled: "Brother, ex-husband, I won't wait until the expiration date, and I won't send you away if I leave!"
Reader comments
It looks good, but the male lead is a bit too cold.
It looks good, but the male lead is a bit too cold.