Long time no see, ex-wife!

Chapter 41

Su Wei slowly moved his eyelids, and his black eyes parted from Ya Ling's body to Jing Sheng. His eyes were more white than black. It seemed that he was not very polite. He moved his mouth slightly and said, "I do have something to say, but It’s a bit inconvenient to have outsiders around.”

Jing Sheng was bewildered by Su Wei's good-natured appearance, and after thinking about it for a few seconds, he realized and shouted, "What do you mean by that? Who is the outsider?"

Yaling gave him an annoyed look behind his back, it's you!

Su Wei said with a smile: "Sorry, this is my negligence, I thought Yaling had mentioned me to you, but she still seems to be losing her temper." Su Wei glanced at Yaling's exposed half body, eyes Li smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand to Jingsheng: "Then introduce yourself, I am Su Wei, and Yaling is my wife. Nice to meet you."

With an expression of being struck by lightning, Jing Sheng raised his finger to point at Su Wei and pointed at his back, swallowed hard and said, "Wife, wife?"

Ya Ling went crazy behind Jing Sheng's back!
"Oh, yes, old husband and wife."

stiff!
Ya Ling wanted to cry, but she wanted to explain, but she didn't dare to fight Su Wei directly, because she could imagine that the result would be terrible!

The corners of Jingsheng's mouth twitched a few times, and suddenly he laughed too. He stretched out his hand to hold Su Wei's, gritted his white teeth and said, "Fang Jingsheng, it's such a pleasure to meet you!!"

"Oh, each other, thank you for taking care of her these few days. She has such a temper, and there is no limit to her play. Does she cause you trouble?" Su Wei smiled and said that she was harmless to humans and animals.

Even the veins on Jing Sheng's forehead were about to pop out. He took a fierce step to the side, exposing Ya Ling to Su Wei's sight, and said with a fierce expression: "You are welcome! How can such a well-behaved woman Will it cause trouble? What do you think, Mrs. Su!"

Yaling looked aggrieved.

Su Wei took her helpless 'love' expression, as ambiguous as possible, and Jing Sheng was inexplicably angry, as if he wanted to smash her on the spot. The two of them pointed at her with the same goal, and she suddenly felt short Halfway through, I don't know where to start.

Su Wei stepped forward, put his left hand on her shoulder, and said to Jing Sheng: "Then let's go first. When Mr. Fang is free, you can come to sit at home. Ya Ling always likes to cook and make some small things, but I always worry about not being appreciated by Bole, if Mr. Fang doesn't mind, you can try to make a cameo once in a while, heh."

Yaling looked up suddenly.

He even knew it all!

She thought that he had never noticed her little actions.

Su Wei's side profile is still so familiar. In the past, she would always stare at the half side of him in a daze, but quickly slip away when he turned around. Therefore, sometimes when she misses him, she always dreams of the half side of him. When she smiled, there was an extremely rounded arc around the corner of her mouth. Until today, she has never found anyone with the warmth of his smile.

Memories are like the light and shadow in the hair, bright and dark, making people dizzy.

At that time, I often cook, not because I like it.

Although there is no oily smoke, she still gets horrified every time she sees the high-temperature yellow liquid. When she was a child, she was splashed with oil and scratched her heart and liver with pain. foot distance.

However, people are like this, you think you will never eat something, you can’t tell anyone, someday, you eat better than anyone else, you think you won’t love someone, but someday, you will stick behind him , I can't even drive away.

There are many reasons for human fickleness.

There is only one reason for her, and that is Su Wei.

It is said that if you want to keep a man's heart, you must keep his stomach.

She wanted to keep his heart, so she wanted to keep his eyes that were always staring at the morning paper first.

During breakfast, she wore an apron, drove the servants aside, held the knife and spoon by herself, and danced earth-shatteringly, with extremely loud voices, but she never saw him look over or ask a question.

(End of this chapter)