The Divorce Is Invalid

Luo Juntian heard something funny. "I didn't expect that you, who have always been rigid, would do such a small prank to dirty my clothes. Is it so fun?" I don't know why, such a lovely her, even if she deliberately soiled his clothes, he was not angry, but his heart was full.

"Well, it's fun, it's very fun." Tang Nuanyang nodded in his arms, closed his eyes, heard the heavy and powerful beating sound of his heart, and his heart became very peaceful.

Luo Juntian lowered his eyes and saw her head. "For your sake of such pain, let you play more." he raised his hand and stroked her hair very gently. He wanted to touch it but didn't want her to know.

In front of the mirror, they hugged each other silently, a prank like a child, wrapping two hearts that need warmth.

In 15 minutes.

Tang Nuanyang's hand hanging on his waist slowly stepped up, breathing evenly and his face was quiet.

"Warm Yang" Luo Juntian called her. When he stood there, everyone was about to freeze. Why didn't the woman react.

He carefully pushed her away, looked down and couldn't help laughing. She had already fallen asleep. No wonder she didn't move for a long time. I dare to take him as a mattress.

Gently pick her up horizontally, take her out of the bathroom and put her on the big bed.

She is really tired, so tired that she can sleep standing.

Back in the bathroom, he took the bandage. He held his breath and carefully wrapped the bandage for her. As soon as she straightened her eyebrows, he immediately stopped moving and gently rubbed her head with his palm. He didn't continue to move until her eyebrows were healed.

After binding, he collapsed and breathed a breath, which was more thrilling than bungee jumping.

Looking at the sweet woman sleeping, he was also a little sleepy. He took off his coat and unbuttoned the collar of his shirt. He lay beside her and soon fell asleep. He felt secure.

it's dawn.

Tang Nuanyang moved his arm. It hurt so much. How could he hurt so much.

She opened her eyes vaguely and saw the gorgeous chandelier. She knew she was at home. Suddenly, she felt the sound of breathing on her cheek.

There's someone else in bed?!

Is it Luo Juntian? She tightened her body and held her breath. It could not be him, but who else could sleep in this room except him.

Slowly turned his head. Under the soft white light, his handsome face as quiet as a God was engraved in her pupils. Her facial features were so delicate and profound that she didn't wake up to be overbearing and sharp. It made her heart throb deeply.

She reached out to touch his face, but there was a knock on the door

Luo Jun woke up with a long frown. Tang Nuanyang quickly put away his hand.

"Who?"

"Young master, young lady, after the master asks you to get up, go there."

OK, we'll go there as soon as we get up. "Tang Nuanyang responded and quickly got up from bed.

Outside the door, the housekeeper left. Luo Juntian also woke up completely. Seeing Tang Nuanyang's back towards the dressing room, he breathed a sigh and rolled out of bed.

Tang Nuanyang picked up a black dress and put it on. He stood in front of the floor mirror, wearing a belt.

Luo Juntian came in, took a light gray shirt, stood in front of the floor mirror with her, took off his shirt and revealed his strong upper body, which was as smooth as porcelain.

"What are you running from?" he said suddenly.