Forcibly kissing ex-wife: Divorce bothers me, and the consequences are at your own risk

Chapter 184 Love Again 3
Having said that, after Zhuo Ya and Liu Yixiao went abroad with Mei that day, what happened to their relationship?
Not bland!

It's really like this, Liu Yixiao, a man full of artistic temperament in his heart, is really powerless in front of the calm woman Zhuo Ya.When a woman is determined to alienate a man, she doesn't need to be hysterical, she doesn't need to hide, just learn from Zhuo Ya, and smile slightly when she is in love with each other. Any man will feel the charm and masculinity of that kind of smile. The powerlessness of authority.

After the two left that day, he pulled Zhuo Ya, the woman didn't break free, but just looked at him indifferently, her eyes swept past his neck, her red lips were gone, the aftertaste was still there, this was the knot in her heart.

"Thank you for coming today."

"I'm here for Ruoxi and Li Ke."

Zhuoya's words show her attitude, don't be self-righteous, I am not here because of you, but because of my friend and her family.

"Then thank you for coming."

"Then I can only say you're welcome."

"Zhuo Ya, it was actually a misunderstanding that day. I just went out to socialize, I didn't do anything else, let alone what you imagined."

"Ruoxi has already told me. I believe what she said, and I also believe what you said today. We will all be friends from now on."

"It's all friends."

When Liu Yixiao repeatedly pondered the phrase that they are all friends, Zhuo Ya left, waving his sleeves, not taking a single cloud with him.

Liu Yixiao doesn't know how strong this woman's heart is, but he knows that in her heart, he is already a stranger.He knew the story of this woman and the pain in her heart, but what he couldn't understand was that the relationship he had cultivated with her these days could not really withstand the impact of "a strawberry".

This is not the only thing he can't figure out.

That day, Zhuo Ya was walking alone on the street, and when she was tired, she sat on the side of the road, looking at the endless stream of people, couples in twos and threes, and the sky with bright moon and few stars...

Watching and watching, she saw her past, the woman who was persistent for love was hurt by love, the woman who was determined was trapped by love, and the beautiful woman was still blooming with youth.Tears flowed down unconsciously, and when she realized it, the tears had already dropped to the concrete floor.

Drips, smudges, dries up without a trace.

(End of this chapter)