The male god of the wall: cute and black

Chapter 791
Zhou Jue's dark pupils suddenly widened, "What's going on?"

He put away his usual idleness and asked in a voice as cold as ice.

"Dirty..." Fan Qingling's eyes were filled with mist, hugging her chest, staring at his eyes with disgust and hatred.

hum-

Zhou Jue suddenly raised his head and met her gaze, as if he had been stabbed.

"Go away..." Fan Qingling shouted loudly.

"Dirty? You mean me?" Zhou Jue endured the pain in his chest and stared at her gloomyly.

"Get lost..." Fan Qingling raised his hand and shouted hysterically.

"Divorce, I want to divorce you." She never wanted to be touched by this stinky, dirty man again.

Although she doesn't have any male plots, she really can't accept a man who doesn't love himself so much.

"Divorce? So, you rubbed yourself like this, because you disliked me for touching you last night?" Zhou Jue stared at her with incredulity and unacceptable eyes.

How much does a woman hate a person to treat her body so masochistically?
Is he the one hated?
I always thought that she liked him, and he enjoyed the feeling of being liked and loved by others. It turned out that it wasn't——

Zhou Jue felt a sudden surge of anger in his chest.

"So, after you disappeared for four years and came back, you asked me for a divorce?" After a long silence, he suddenly looked at her self-deprecatingly.

"Yes." Fan Qingling didn't see the hurt in his eyes. She wanted a divorce, so she hurried away from this man.

Didn't he say they were husband and wife?It is necessary to fulfill the obligations of husband and wife, but she doesn't want to have any relationship with a garbage man like him.

Maybe he was entangled with another woman one moment, and crawled on her body the next moment.

"Don't even think about it." Zhou Jue roared without even thinking about it. With a strong push, the door next to him hit the wall, shaking the wall, and he left angrily as if nothing happened.

Inside the house, there was the sound of something falling to the ground.

A few minutes later, she heard the door slam again.

Fan Qingling curled up and stood in the bathroom, replaying what he said just now in his mind.

Don't even think about it.

So, will things like this happen often in the future?

Zhou Jue walked out of Yipin Tianxia wearing her crumpled clothes.

A flame of anger in his heart was burning brightly, getting hotter and hotter.

Sitting in the convertible, with the late night wind blowing against his face, he punched the steering wheel with his fist.

His slender, jade-like fingers groped in the car for a long time, and finally found a pack of cigarettes.

Snapped--

The light of the lighter flickered in the dark night.

The woman's bloodshot skin appeared in his mind, and Zhou Jue became angry again.

Divorce, I want to divorce you.

A woman's hysterical roar sounded in his ears. He really didn't like a woman who hated him so much.

Zhou Jue took a deep breath.

"Cough, cough..." The smoke was choked into his lungs, and he couldn't help coughing violently.

ding ding ding-

When the phone rang, Zhou Jue took out the phone, seeing the phone number, a look of irritability flashed in his dark eyes.

After the phone rang twice, he finally clicked to answer.

"Hey, why did it take you so long to answer?" An unhappy female voice sounded over there.

"Sleeping." Zhou Jue glanced at the time. It was 04:38 in the morning. Why aren't normal people sleeping at this point?

"Forget it, I'm out of money, call me quickly, and now I owe more than 100 million, call me immediately."

(End of this chapter)