"Shenglingyao, wake up and be home soon." Qiu Jiayi moved away the big hand that held her waist tightly. Spare one hand and pat him on the face.

I didn't realize that six years later, this guy's face was still so smooth and elastic. I really want to pinch.

Stop! Qiu Jiayi, what the hell are you thinking about? Don't forget, you two are divorced! His true love has returned!

"Miss, here we are."

"Shenglingyao, get up and get home." Qiu Jiayi looked at someone who was still rubbing against her face. Her face was covered with black lines and her hands were strengthened. He just pinched his face.

"Well, my head hurts..." Sheng Lingyao heard that he had reached home and could not continue to put it on. You can only hold your forehead in a manner.

Hearing his headache, Qiu Jiayi rubbed the temples on both sides for him worried.

"How about it? Are you better?

"It hurts."

Actually, it's not painful at all, just to try to find out if she still cares about him. It seems that his "wife chase plan" is still in place.

"Let's go, can we still go? What else can we do without alcohol?

Qiu Jiayi first pressed him against the back of the car, and took the lead to get out of the car, turned around and opened the door, and helped him down.

"Be careful, come on, slow down."

"Well, Xiaoyi, you're here, haha..." Shengling Yaomingmeng smiled.

Qiu Jiayi was immune to his face, but she was disturbed by his unconscious smile.

"Be careful, stand up."

Put his hand on his shoulder and let his whole weight rest on her. Small hands around his waist.

"Xiaoyi, I love you, come, give my husband and me... Sigh... Kiss one..."

Qiu Jiayi had no choice but to have sex. How could she never know that he would be drunk? Are you being molested?

Help him hard and walk hard step by step, with one hand in the middle to knock the claw out.

"Oh, no, it's itchy... Sheng Lingyao... Don't make any noise. Ha ha..."

It was hard to get to the gate. Qiu Jiayi asked the shining light rubbing against her face.

"Shenglingyao, where's the key?"

"Xiaoyi, you really fragrant..." Sheng Ling Yao answered no questions.

Qiu Jiayi knew he didn't know what she said when he asked, so he simply reached into his jacket pocket and groped hard.

"Where is it..."

There is Shengling Yao hanging on the body. The action of Qiu Jiayi is inevitably difficult, but also to support the shaky Shengling Yao.

At last, he found the key in his coat pocket, took out a key and inserted it into the door hole.

Here is their original marriage room, where they carry their joys and sorrows. This is not the right situation to miss. Autumn Jiayi holds Shenglingyao. Now it's better to help the drunkard upstairs first.

Every step on the ladder, Qiu Jiayi's heart aches a point.

It was at the entrance of the stairs that the divorce was announced...

Struggling Sheng Lingyao to the room, trying to help him sit down on the bed, Sheng Lingyao reached out and pulled them down, Qiu Jiayi lying on Sheng Lingyao.

"Shengling Yao! What are you doing? I'm scared to death. Do you know that?'

I didn't expect Sheng Lingyao to do this. Qiu Jiayi was really scared.

"Xiaoyi, let's sleep... Sigh..."

Sleep? What's the big international joke?!

"Honey, can I get Yao Xinxin for you?"

"No! I'm going to sleep with you!" Sheng Lingyao even tightened her wrist.

Qiu Jiayi lay awkwardly on his body, wanted to get up, and was pulled off.

"Shengling Yao, let go."

"Don't let go, don't let go of death!" It was just letting go of herself that made her leave for six years. Now she can't let go of anything she says. Unless he dies!

"Boy, put me up first, and I'll help you wipe your body with a towel and have a quick rest."

"Xiaoyi, don't you love me?"

Qiu Jiayi did not expect that he would ask this, stunned.

"Shengling Yao, let me go first."

"Xiaoyi, don't you love me?"

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