His voice was low and cool, with the coldness and estrangement of the first time.

Jiang Wu clenched her fist and stared at his eyes for a moment. She was eager to find the trace of lying in his eyes.

Damn night, give him a heartless disguise.

Jiang Fu fumbles for the wall and wants to turn on the light in the study. She wants to look at him clearly and let him see himself standing in front of him!

"Jiang Wu."

Jin Zuo reached out and held her wrist to stop her from trying to turn on the light.

"That's it."

"What does that mean?"

Jiang Wu angrily shakes off his hand.

No matter whether the light is on or not, he can't find her tears at the moment.

"Mr. Tang Tang, what you say is fart? You are my boss, my agent and my husband. You have so many identities. Which one are you competent? It's the boss who wants to dismiss me and give me reasons; it's my manager who wants to resign and give me reasons; it's my husband who wants to divorce and give me reasons! "

She is reluctant to give up, is to know why.

"Two treasures for one child, five insurances and one gold. I love you to the bone. Tell me, am I amnesia? Is it me or you? Jin Zuo, do not love now! We are happy with each other Don't love is also a reason, but you have to tell me personally, I'll leave now, otherwise I will never divorce

Jin Zuo was silent.

Let Jiang Wu feel that her heart is like boiling hot.

Her confidence comes from the trust in instinct, the trust in this pair of feelings.

His silence made her sad and bitter.

The pain is that maybe he has difficulties, but he has to force him to such a situation. The pain is that he would rather be silent than explain.

Jiang Wu shakes her fingertips and caresses Jin's left cheek. Her cool fingertips can even feel his breath.

The urgency of suffering, the indifference of camouflage, seems to be destroyed in an instant.

She took him by the hand and led him to her belly:

"Jin Zuo, please tell me that no matter what happens, we can face it together What's more, I want to tell you one thing. You don't have to be upset about Jiang querong's baby. In fact, you -- "

before Jiang Fu said anything, all the lights in the room suddenly came on!

"Patta."

It's the sound of someone pressing the switch.

Glare, she closed her eyes for the first time, eyelids open and close, stored in the eyes of tears, do not want money seems to fall down, winding across the haggard face.

When they open their eyes again, they can see each other, but they also see the unexpected people.

Mo Huan's hair is scattered, only surrounded by a white bath towel, standing barefoot outside the door of the study.

The wet spots on her body, her slender and tall body, and her plump figure are all fatal temptations to men.

With a meaningless smile, she didn't scorn or see a good play.

She looks so insipid that it's not her own business to watch another emotional drama.

"Is it that hard to admit that you don't love her? She's just waiting for an explanation. No love. That's the only explanation. "

……

Jiang Wu took his hand and let it go.

She took a step back, almost to support the corner of the table, just barely let himself not run, still stood stiff in front of two people.

For a minute, none of the three spoke again.

Ginger charm gave him a minute, his Mou Guang didn't dodge, several times the thin lip of Xi Dong, also didn't reveal any words finally.

Acquiescence, perhaps, is his attitude.

"You shouldn't have let her in. Getting wet at the door is 10000 times better than here."

Mo Huan picked up a dry towel, wiped his wet hair, and then turned away.

She skilfully jumps on Jin Zuo's bed and gets into the quilt -

pressing the remote control, she releases her favorite piano music, enjoys the elegant music, and ignores the entanglement between Jin Zuo and Jiang Wu.