Chapter 565 Improper monk

Xu Xiaoxiao: "..." He should be the son of Comrade Zhou Yan's enemy, right? For example, his real identity is the son of Comrade Zhou Yan's love rival? Or he was born with Comrade Xu and his first love, but was snatched away by Comrade Zhou Yan?

If grandpa hadn't lived well, he would have suspected that it was revenge for killing his father.

When Xu Xiaoxiao thought of the experience he had been tricked by Comrade Zhou Yan since he was a child, he couldn't count the three days and three nights.

"I didn't hear that, I'm not a monk." The family couldn't stay any longer.

He is going to run away from home.historical

"Hey, you mean to admit that Liu Mei is your wife?" Zhou Yan was very pleasantly surprised.

"No, no." Xu Xiaoxiao became irritable, "When did I admit it? Don't talk nonsense, I am a decent man, a decent man, not a pervert, and I have no interest in yellow-haired girls."

No way, he has to publish in the newspaper and sever the mother-child relationship with Comrade Zhou Yan.

Otherwise, Comrade Zhou Yan will be tricked to death.

"But you said it yourself just now, you don't want to be a monk." Zhou Yan caught the talk and didn't let go.

"It's a slip of the tongue." Xu Xiaoxiao couldn't stay any longer, he would go crazy if he stayed any longer. "I'm leaving." Both the left and right hands were bitten, especially the left hand will definitely leave a mark, how will you see people in the future?

How can Xu Xiaoxiao meet people if he is so dignified?

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In the room, Su Wen pushed him away and refused to let him into the room. Although she temporarily admitted cowardly and compromised, it was because her wings were not strong enough.

It doesn't mean she isn't angry at all.

Patience is patience, and forgiveness are two different things.

"You...get out!" Su Wen pointed at Zhou Hengyang, with a stern face on purpose, "We will sleep in separate beds, I will sleep on the bed, and you will sleep on the floor."

Let you go back to before liberation.

For Zhou Hengyang, as long as Wenwen is still willing to talk to him, it is enough. He was locked out of the door just now, and he had never been in such pain. When he thought that Wenwen would never talk to him, look at him, or talk to him, the endless opportunities of pain would overwhelm people, making people can not breath.

"Wenwen!" Zhou Hengyang grabbed Su Wen's hand, stubbornly refusing to let go, "I apologize to you, how can you forgive me?"

"There is no such thing as unforgiveness." Su Wen's expression was cold, "I'm not angry either! Well, what right do I have to be angry? I'm just an inconspicuous village girl, what right do I have to be angry?"

Women are like this. They say they are not angry anymore, but in fact, the words they say are like knives, stabbing precisely at the man's weakness.

The people who were pierced with each knife were dripping with blood.

The more a man cares about her, the harder he stabs her.

For Zhou Hengyang, the wound was deep enough to show bone.

"I..." The key point is that Zhou Hengyang, a straight steel man, has never encountered such a situation, and he is so fooled by Su Wen that he doesn't know how to coax him.

And he cared too much, once he cared, he couldn't keep his cool and his clear mind when he got really emotional.

"Okay, you go back to the factory and get busy!" Su Wen waved her hand, her movements were very chic, "I know you are very busy, and you have forgotten everything in the morning, so don't waste time here, hurry up You go! I don't need you here, really!"

Damn it!

This is another slash.

Zhou Hengyang raised his forehead in frustration, regretting endlessly, "Wenwen, I... I shouldn't have forgotten you in the morning."

"Hehe!" Su Wen sneered, "I'm telling you seriously, I don't have anything to do right now, you are busy with your work, I'm really not kidding. Working to make money is the most important thing, don't delay the business."

"I.."

"The little girl seems to be crying outside, I'll go and have a look." Su Wen vaguely heard the little girl's cry, and hurried out.

(end of this chapter)