MTL - The Sickly CEO Asks For Hugs Everyday After Obtaining The Ability To Read Minds-Chapter 4 see what tricks you play

Rubbing her aching buttocks, Shen Yu got into the second-hand nanny car, her mind still bewildered.

After three years of marriage, there are only a handful of days for husband and wife to get together, not to mention intimate actions and nicknames.

Just now, the domineering and ruthless president in the dog blood and beauty, actually called himself a little goblin in public, and pinched his **** hard as if he couldn't solve his hatred...

Not to mention Shen Yu's surprise in such an ambiguous scene, even the personal assistant who followed him grew his mouth wide and didn't close his mouth for a long time, and saliva almost flowed down the corner of his mouth.

Qin Yuheng even more winked at him, pinched his throat and asked reproachfully, "The relationship between husband and wife is so good, why are you hiding it?!"

Quite a few!

Shen Yu sat on the seat and spat in his heart.

"Where to?" The driver's brother turned his head and asked.

"Go home." Shen Yu said depressedly.

You have to get a good night's sleep, otherwise you will be scared out of a mental illness by Feng Si Rui!

Don't look at him as a scumbag, and there are not many sources of income, but the accommodation conditions are good.

When he married Feng Sirui, the old man of the Feng family gave a villa as a dowry gift, and the owner's name was naturally Shen Yu.

After the divorce, if you can keep this villa in the city center, it is not a loss.

Shen Yu said goodbye to the driver's eldest brother, walked into the married property, couldn't wait to get off on his own site, and then got into the bathroom, intending to take a beautiful bath, perhaps because he was too nervous, he fell asleep unknowingly. on.

What happened in the past two days was so magical that Shen Yu felt it was unreal. In a daze, he actually saw Feng Si Rui's paralyzed face.

"Where do you want to escape?" The paralyzed face slowly approached, trapping him in the corner, his fingers with long joints strangled his neck, "Do I have to break your legs and lock you up?!"

Shen Yu's face was full of horror, and she said with difficulty, "Mr. Feng, you can see clearly, I'm not Yan Ruiqing..."

"It's his leg that you should have broken!"

Mr. Feng Xiemei smiled, his fingers slightly hard, "Baby, what are you talking about, I don't understand!"

Feeling suffocated for a while, Shen Yu cried and shouted, "I will divorce you, I will make room for you, can't I divorce?!"

As soon as Feng Si Rui opened the bathroom door, he saw Shen Yu lying in the bathtub with claws and claws, shouting hoarsely, "I want to divorce you!"

Before he could appreciate the spring, Feng Si Rui's face darkened, he turned his head away with suppressed emotions, and slammed the bathroom door shut with force.

A "bang" sounded.

Shen Yu was frightened and woke up with a confused face, "Who? What's going on?!"

Wrapped in a bath towel and carrying a toilet brush, he was about to look for the thief who sneaked in, but he looked up and saw Feng Si Rui, who was full of anger.

- "Why did the dog man come?!"

"Did he not long ago declare that he would never step into this villa? Did he want to rob me of the divorce property?!"

- "It's said that the richer you are, the more stingy you are, but it's so true!"

Feng Si Rui, "..." This guy is all about money? !

Before the affectionate models were set up really like!

"Brother Rui, why are you here?" Shen Yu finally reacted, squeezed out a sweet smile and walked over, as if afraid of disappearing, and tightened the towel around her waist.

Feng Sirui snorted coldly, his eyes fell on the flat and thin waist and abdomen, his mood fluctuated slightly, and he didn't even notice it.

"Can't I come and see my own wedding room?"

The curvature of Shen Yu's face froze, and suddenly she was a little frightened, not knowing what to say,

The spit in the dark is wonderful,

- "Dog man, you know this is the wedding room?!"

- "My husband's responsibilities have not been fulfilled for three years, but now he wants to come and **** it from me?! I tell you, there is no way!"

"That's not right, as long as the divorce will cost tens of billions, what kind of villa can't be bought, what does I have to rob him?!"

- "Fafa sent you with kindness!"

Feng Surui twitched the corners of his mouth and gritted his teeth, "What the **** are you thinking about?!"

"If you want to get a divorce so much, it's just as you wish!"

"Uh..." Shen Yu almost didn't laugh, "Brother Rui, what are you talking about? I don't have this idea at all..."

"Could it be that Yan Ruiqing fell ill again?"

Thinking of this, he slumped down on the bed, tears welling in his eyes, choked for a long time before he said, "If that's the case, then I'll choose to help you all."

- "Fuck, such a good opportunity must be seized, and can't be sloppy!"

- "I will shoot with you all the way the day after tomorrow. Before the divorce, the whole Internet has to know that I am a marriage, and it will be even more difficult to become popular!"

- "Leave quickly, and then kick this pair of dog boys and boys off the screen and out of my sight!"

Feng Si Rui felt that he would easily suffer internal injuries if he stayed any longer, so he stood up and walked out with his long legs.

The miserable little white lotus rushed over and hugged his strong arm, and the temperature passed over and brought a burst of electricity.

Feng Si Rui hated contact with people, and subconsciously wanted to pull back, but turned his head and slammed into Bo Guang's glittering eyes, involuntarily stunned.

Shen Yu was ready to be pushed down, but he didn't think that the tolerance of the sickly boss was greatly improved this time, and even the expression of disgust was hidden.

- "Damn, forcing me to be ruthless?!"

So, he whispered, "Brother Rui, I regret it..."

"What I just said was angry. I don't actually want a divorce. I really love you. I'd rather die without you!"

-"vomit-"

This nausea made Feng Surui laugh angrily, "Really? That's right."

"I don't want to leave either."

"You're going to prepare. You will join the group to shoot a variety show the day after tomorrow. I'll go back to the company to deal with it first."

Under Shen Yu's stunned gaze, Feng Sirui left the bedroom smartly, with a straight and sturdy back, as if he was silently expressing his joy in winning a round.

Sitting in the back seat of the Maybach, the corner of the president's mouth twitched in an imperceptible arc.

The personal assistant turned around and asked, "President Feng, are you finished talking about rejecting variety shows?"

"No." Feng Sirui looked out the window, "I decided to participate."

That's right, he originally wanted to dispel his impulsive thoughts and re-determine matters related to divorce.

But now...

Feng Sirui regretted it.

He wanted to see what tricks Shen Yu was playing.