Slag Gong really smells good after the divorce

Liang Fei originally wanted to throw the flowers anywhere, but saw Yi Wulan return rationally.

He dares to throw flowers and coat casually now, but Yi Wulan can throw him out casually later.

The cat hiding in the corner was brought back by Liang Fei, and when she smelled Liang Fei's body, she ran out excitedly.

After being glanced at by Yi Wulan, the whole kitten felt the danger, and stopped halfway, froze into a ball of fur.

Three people and one cat make up a very strange scene.

What's more, Sheng Ling was still naked, Yi Wulan stood up, took Sheng Ling's clothes naturally, and threw them at the person.

Sitting in front of the easel, he asked Liang Fei, "Go back early?"

This posture should be as leisurely and leisurely as possible, without any embarrassment.

Liang Fei was so angry that blood rushed to his forehead, but now looking at Yi Wulan, half of his anger was suppressed.

Sheng Ling's dressing speed slowed down, and he put on his body one by one, as if he was not in a hurry.

Liang Fei looked at him and sneered like this: "Sheng Ling, when the painting is finished, get out when it's time to get out."

Knowing that Sheng Ling was teasing and irritating him like this, he still couldn't help being provoked. He just wanted to be jealous. Sheng Ling and Yi Wulan were married before, so he could still say something about his ex-husband.

Liang Fei's eyes darkened when he thought of this: "Sheng Ling, I don't understand, who are you showing this look to?"

Sheng Ling just put on the sweater. The black sweater fits close to the body and outlines the broad shoulders and narrow waist.

Yi Wulan was able to take a fancy to Sheng Ling at that time, did it have something to do with Sheng Ling's good appearance?

Liang Fei couldn't suppress his agitation. He flew over for several hours, and said the words that had been circling in his mind: "You use him as a stand-in, ten years, Sheng Ling, what are you talking about now? Isn't it because you're not used to living without Yi Wulan?"

"Since you love Shu Linqing so much, you don't have to act affectionate if you find Wulan as a substitute."

Yi Wulan made the last stroke and glanced at Liang Fei.

Liang Fei paused when she saw Sheng Ling's movements, and then continued to ask: "Now you say you like Wulan, have you gotten to know him?"

"Do you know why he painted you?"

"Didn't you realize that he never hit you hard?"

Sheng Ling stood up, eyes half down, and said nothing.

What Liang Fei said was all the truth. During this period of time, he was in a state of confusion. Apart from staying awake at work, he became very dazed and at a loss.

The whole line of daily life collapsed, and I devoted myself to this matter after work, and I could hardly control my hallucinations when I was alone.

Keep hypnotizing yourself.

Love is a matter, and only when you are in it can you understand its power.

It's just that all the pain and pleading will only be shown to Yi Wulan. Since Liang Fei entered the door, he has returned to his normal appearance.

Yi Wulan said softly, "Stop talking, Liang Fei."

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

Yi Wulan put down the brush, and said slowly: "Sheng Ling, I've finished what I need to say, you can go."

The tone is clear and light, half indifferent.

Sheng Ling looked at Yi Wulan, the two of them were only a few steps apart, but it seemed like two worlds separated them.

Liang Fei whispered, "Don't bother Wulan again."

Sheng Ling took the phone, folded the blanket on the sofa, walked a few steps to Yi Wulan, and wrapped the blanket around him.

"Wu Lan, you need to wear more, your body is still cold, you are still young, and you will know how powerful you are when you get old."

Sheng Ling lowered his eyes, wrapped the blanket carefully, and instructed in a low voice. When the blanket was wrapped around his neck, his warm breath sprayed on Yi Wulan's collarbone.

After wrapping up in the blanket, Sheng Ling seemed unable to support himself, buried his head on Yi Wulan's collarbone, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm sorry, Wulan."

"I'm sorry, pay attention to rest and keep warm, eat well, and take care of your body if you have low blood sugar."

It is indeed more sad to be torn apart after waking up, but Sheng Ling doesn't want to show these sorrows to Yi Wulan.

He deserves it.

Yi Wulan pulled the blanket with one hand, the light gray soft blanket rubbed against his skin, it was very comfortable and warm to the touch, he did not wear much, the thin knitted sweater, his lips were a little white.

Sheng Ling squeezed the blanket hard, but let go and walked outside.

Liang Fei was still holding the bouquet, and even the delicate flowers couldn't make his face look any better.

When passing by, Sheng Ling said in a deep voice, "I did make a mistake, but Liang Fei, where have you been in those ten years?"

The door opens and closes.

Finally, only Liang Fei and Yi Wulan were left in the house.

Yi Wulan was wrapped in a blanket, with her head down, unable to see clearly.

Liang Fei seemed to realize something, and said, "Sorry, Little Rose, don't be angry."

"What I just said was angry, I shouldn't,"

Just now he got angry, said that Yi Wulan was a stand-in, and mentioned Shu Linqing, wantonly commented on the relationship between Yi Wulan and Sheng Ling, and let Sheng Ling leave on his own initiative...

Where did these few words put Yi Wulan?

Yi Wulan didn't respond, Liang Fei first poured out the cat litter, opened a can of cat food, and added water.

Then he kept warming milk for Yi Wulan again.

The cat kept circling around Liang Fei throughout the whole process.

Yi Wulan looked at it and raised the corners of her lips: "As expected of the cat you brought back, it seems that I was right not to name it."

Liang Fei knelt down, picked up the cat, and put it in the corner.

Wearing an apron, he looked aggrieved.

What a bad habitual offender.

Yi Wulan didn't like this anymore, put away the easel, and said softly, "Liang Fei, your fangs don't look good when you put them away."

"I see that you really want to cut Sheng Ling into pieces."

The two grew up together, who doesn't know who, Liang Fei is black from the root, the world is easy to change, and the nature is hard to change, and when he grows up, some of his essence remains the same.

Yi Wulan glanced at it just now and knew what Liang Fei was thinking.

Liang Fei put the cat down, and regardless of the meowing of the cat, she walked over and surrounded Yi Wulan: "Yes, Wulan, I am indeed a person with deep obsessions."

The past ten years have been counted, and the obsession has deepened.

"Little Rose, do you hate me?"

Liang Fei whispered in Yi Wulan's ear, like the two of them slept on the same bed when they were young, and when Xia Ye was about to fall asleep, they talked very close when they were dazed.

Liang Fei didn't plan to do anything to Sheng Ling, because it was almost conceivable that Sheng Ling would be very painful.

Sheng Ling flew directly abroad that night, and had cooperation to discuss.

During this period of time, there were too many affairs accumulated, and he was dealing with them on the plane.

Special assistant Xu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Sheng Ling seemed to have returned to his usual indifferent and rational appearance, unlike a few days ago when he was so tense that no one dared to breathe.

"Have you contacted the person in charge over there?"

Hutt's assistant hurriedly came back to his senses: "I have contacted, and the other side said that it is already the lowest."

"Press it down again," Sheng Ling said indifferently, "If you don't want to, then change it immediately."

Hutt helped me to write it down.

……

When Sheng Ling returned to China in two days, Ruan Yi made a plan to invite him over for a drink.

Originally thought that Yin Song would also go, but only to find that Ruan Yi was alone.

Ruan Yi looked at Sheng Ling's appearance, and asked jokingly, "Have you not recovered Yi Wulan yet?"

Sheng Ling poured a glass of wine, but did not answer.

Ruan Yi smiled ambiguously: "Aren't you going to give up now, do you want me to help you?"

A box of medicine is pushed over.

Sheng Ling held down the medicine box, and said coldly, "Ruan Yi, this is not your country, restrain yourself."

Ruan Yi snorted, noncommittal, and turned on his phone to push Sheng Ling: "I heard from Yin Song, don't you want to disturb him?"

He handed over the phone, picked up the glass to drink, and inadvertently looked at Sheng Ling.

Sheng Ling picked up the phone and looked at it. A student from Jiangcheng University took a picture of Yi Wulan at school.

The distance is not too close, and Yi Wulan can be seen holding a book and talking to someone, with a very intimate posture.

Ruan Yi looked at Sheng Ling's expression and squinted his eyes: "You won't be able to bear it."

"It is said that Yi Wulan will prepare a show soon, do you want to go see it?"

Seeing him with other men, but being an outsider, it hurts so much.

Do not watch, uncomfortable tossing and turning every night.

Sheng Ling took out the lighter, lit the box of medicine, and the box ignited, before throwing it into the water.

"It's not your business."

The author has something to say: Chirp!

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 2 golden-apple; Duan Ming, Jijiao, Xingxing in the depths of the mud, fox Yanjiu, and Wen Mochen 1; (hug up!)

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