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Chapter 2 She Was Really Disappointed This Time

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    The tires rubbed against the ground, making a screeching sound.

    Chen Chengcheng was so surprised that he subconsciously pulled over and braked the car.

    He looked back at the ponytail sheep, and found that the ponytail sheep had a flat expression and serious eyes, as if he was joking.

    Maweiyang's cell phone kept ringing, it was Wei Yichen calling.

    Mawei Yang turned off the phone, threw it into the Kun bag, and closed his eyes tiredly: "Can I continue driving?"

    Chen Chenggong licked his mouth quickly, turned his head, stepped on the accelerator hard, and the car quickly flew on the road.

    His expression gradually changed from shock to joy, and even joy.

    Cayenne is familiar with the road, and drives into the Dong'an Huayuan community where Mawei Yang lives after marriage.

    While waiting for the traffic barrier to pass, Chen Chenggong said weakly: "Zijing knew you were coming back, and she wanted to see you a few days ago. I have no other intentions, so I will ask for her, when is it convenient to go?"  Do you paint in the studio?"

    After graduation, Maweiyang opened a studio for children aged 4-14.

    "Tomorrow will be fine."

    "You" Chen Chengshi hesitated to speak, obviously wanting to ask about the divorce that can be negotiated in one night?  Experience silenced him, though, and he said instead, "Okay. I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."

    Ponytail Sheep did not object, and pushed the door to get out of the car: "There are only a few steps left. It is difficult to park inside, so I can just walk by myself."

    Chen Chengcheng quickly jumped out of the car and got the ponytail sheep's backpack and small suitcase first.

    The backpack and small suitcase are heavy, and there must be a lot of hometown specialties inside.

    "I'll see you off. It's heavy. Don't be polite to me."

    Mawei Yang's eyes were foggy, and after saying the word "divorce", even she herself felt weaker.

    She didn't argue any more, and didn't even care about Chen Chengcheng's car parked at the main entrance of the community. She turned her head and walked forward on her own.

    "Divorce" is uttered, which is tantamount to cutting off the way out, lonely and courageous, and can only move forward.

    Every step of the ponytail sheep is sonorous.

    The house they live in after marriage is rented.

    In order to save money, I rented a staircase room.

    In order to save a little more money, I rented the top floor.

    Chen Chenggong, who is fat and has a lot of weight, wears a backpack on one shoulder, a small suitcase in one hand, and the handrail of the stairs with the other, as he goes upstairs.

    In one breath, go up to the sixth floor.

    The horsetail sheep opened the door.

    Glance at the room.  The dining table is full of clutter, and the sofa is full of clothes.

    When Ponytail Sheep was studying, she admired the little girl who lived in the same dormitory. She tidied herself neatly, and the bed was as messy as a pig's nest.

    It's just that I didn't expect that Mr. Wei Yichen, a career elite, would also commit this kind of duplicity.

    Ponytail Sheep ignored the chaos in the room, and opened the door openly.

    "Just leave your luggage at the door."

    Chen Cheng secretly controlled the degree of panting, and put the small suitcase and backpack at the door.

    "I'm sorry. I'm asking you to go back."

    Chen Chengcheng waved his hand, meaning that he is one of his own, so you are welcome.

    He turned around, walked two steps, turned around again, rubbed his hands and asked, "Do you want me to guard your downstairs at night?"

    "Um?"

    "I I'm afraid you won't be able to agree."

    The ponytail sheep lowered its eyes: "I was wrong."

    Chen Chengcheng's face collapsed visibly to the naked eye.

    Oh, Bai was excited all the way!

    "There is no need to talk, just a unilateral notice."

    Chen Chenggong opened his eyes wide, staring blankly at the ponytail sheep.

    Forgive him for not studying a little, but does she mean that she still wants a divorce?  Not only want to leave, but also extremely firm?

    Chen Chenggong rubbed his hands, and the Social University told him that there are some things that are not suitable for questioning.

    "You, you can call me anytime, I'm always free."

    After saying this, Chen Chengcheng turned around and ran away.  My heart was beating fiercely in my chest, as if I had returned to the time of a young boy with a hairy head.

    After going down three or four floors, I dared to slow down.

    He looked up and could only see the gray and white stairwell ceiling covered in cobwebs.

    He lowered his head, touched the thick subcutaneous fat around his waist, and secretly made up his mind to put weight loss on the agenda

    Ponytail Sheep looked around, didn't clean up anything, and went straight to take a shower.

    Overcoat with black armbands over the mealOn the back of the chair, she took off her clothes one by one, and a snow-white and delicate figure was revealed in the large mirror in the bathroom.

    It is said that the beauty lies in the bone but not the skin.

    Ponytail sheep have a good bone that is born to be a clothes hanger.

    Warm water flowed from the shower head, and the ponytail sheep squatted on the non-slip mat with its arms around its knees, hugging itself, all relying on the water to warm the lonely heart.

    This bath, I don't know how many hours after I take a shower.

    It wasn't until she was very hungry that she stood up leaning on the railing and turned off the tap.

    Pulled out a large bath towel, wiped it indiscriminately, wrapped it under the armpit, barefooted, and walked out of the bathroom.

    A string of wet footprints fell on the floor.

    The wall clock on the wall showed that it was already 8:30 in the evening, and a needle could be heard in the room, and everything was messy, maintaining its original appearance.

    Obviously, Wei Yichen didn't rush home after get off work.

    Ponytail Sheep went into the bedroom and found a sweater dress.  After getting dressed, she sat at the end of the bed and called Wei Yichen.

    "Working overtime?" She said coldly.

    "No." Wei Yichen replied.  The voice is weak.

    "Didn't work overtimewhy didn't you come back?"

    "Fear."

    "What are you afraid of?"

    "I'm afraid you will talk about divorce."

    Ponytail Sheep laughed angrily: "Can you escape the first day of junior high school and the fifteenth day?"

    Wei Yichen's painful sigh came from the phone.

    The horsetail sheep was unmoved.  She knew he was an improv artist.

    "You come back now!"

    "No. Unless you take back the divorce."

    "I'll wait for you until ten o'clock."

    "No, you have to promise me first and continue to love me."

    "I can't wait for you at ten o'clock, and I won't go home at night."

    "Don't be like this, sheep, baby, wife"

    Ponytail Sheep cut off the phone, and cut off the nicknames that once made her fall headfirst.

    9:00.

    10 O'Clock.

    She sat and looked at the clock.

    The clock clicked, clicked, and unceremoniously reached the deadline in her mouth.

    Ponytail Sheep has a calm face and a sad heart.

    She understood that this was Wei Yichen's procrastination formula.

    He wants to drag her out until her bad breath dissipates on its own.

    Look, this man who coaxed her into marriage didn't even bother to coax her to get rid of her anger after marriage.  To him, she didn't even have a sunk cost.

    The ponytail sheep stood up with a "huh", picked up a scarf, put on the highest high heels barefoot, and slammed the door out.

    She staggered downstairs, and the more she walked, the more emotionally she tumbling.

    She thought of those affectionate gazes that cost no money, the sweet words that were free.

    She thought of those wedding dress packages with only interior scenes, the shabby rented house, the honeymoon trip that was delayed again and again, and the absence of her father when he was seriously ill

    The chilly wind outside the building can't blow away the sadness surging in Mawei Yang's heart.

    Wei Yichen is such a person, although the house is chaotic, he cleans it up smoothly, and the mountains are green and the water is green.  Although the rented house is simple, it is in a prosperous area.

    After leaving the community, across the road is the gathering place of upstarts.  The bar on Lianyue Street is famous in Yunhai City.

    The night wind was blowing the red silk scarf of the ponytail sheep, and the long end of the scarf was billowing in the wind. Her thin and pretty figure was neatly huddled inside the woolen dress.

    Because of the cold, she hugged her arms.

    The characteristics of knitting can outline the body shape exceptionally well.

    The newly bathed hair is gently blown by the wind, exuding luster and fragrance, reflecting the silk fluttering in the wind.

    Unlike those beauties who scratch their heads and pose, the eyes of the ponytail sheep are wet, which are tears that have not flowed.  Her expression was indifferent, with the wantonness of breaking a jar.

    Under the illumination of street lamps, she was as beautiful as an illusion.

    Have never been drunk, already intoxicated.

    The eyes of the uncles or younger brothers who are good at picking up corpses at the entrance of the bar suddenly lit up, and the smoke caught between their fingers burned their fingers, and they were so painful that they were willing to look away.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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