Bo Feng listened.
Is this telling him that the man is in the past tense
The person she likes now is herself?
Sure enough, she was still obsessed with herself, very fond of him.
Xiaohua made a sound
"Ding dong, the hero's favorability value is increased by 2, and the current favorability value is 82."
Su Yan continues
"Is there anything else you want to ask? If not, this matter will be over."
When Bo Feng heard this, he couldn't help looking at her, with a cold tone
"Turn it over? Who said they liked me when we got married? In less than two months, it was revealed that there is still an old love. If you say a word, you plan to stop mentioning it?"
His tone was indifferent, with a sense of oppression on his expressionless face.
Su Yan lowered her eyelids,
"I do not like him."
"who knows."
When Bo Feng heard her say this, he became angry.
do not like
If you don't like it, you still draw a book?
Don't like to still call him a male god, and never marry?
She is just perfunctory him!
Bo Feng's inner jealousy was overturned again.
Heart bubbling sour.
He is her husband, and he has never painted a picture for her.
Su Yan saw that he didn't believe what he said at all.
He pursed his lips lightly.
shook hands
"You don't believe me, so what are you going to do?"
The tone is not as usual, and there are more other emotions.
"Do you think I like others, don't like you, and think I have another purpose in marrying you? Well, what do you want? Divorce?"
Her voice fell.
Bo Feng's blood pressure went up with anger.
"you!"
His face was getting colder and colder, and he pursed his lips tightly, unable to speak a word.
The blood pressure and pulse rate are still rising.
The machine is bright red and beeping.
It is enough to see how angry he is now.
Su Yan asked a question.
Bo Feng couldn't give an answer for a long time.
He stared at Su Yan firmly, like that, he wished to stare a hole in her body.
Su Yan pulled the chair beside her and sat down.
"Before I got married, I said that there is a three-month trial marriage period. If you think it's not suitable, you can divorce."
The more he said, the colder Bo Feng's face became.
The surrounding air seemed to condense and slag out.
She paused, and spoke again
"Since you think I'm not suitable, then we..."
Before he could say the word divorce, he was interrupted by Bo Feng's cold voice.
"I disagree."
Su Yan blinked.
"What's the reason?"
"There is no reason!"
His tone was tough, and he didn't give her a chance to refute at all.
The two looked at each other, and Bo Feng seemed very angry.
His face was cold, and his chest heaved obviously.
After the silence, Su Yan made a sound
"In the past few days, you don't want to talk to me, and you also show that you don't want to see me. You are cold and violent."
Bo Feng looked at her angrily.
He is cold and violent?
Finally, he, who rarely spoke these days, couldn't bear it anymore.
"You like that guy named Zheng Yao. Not only do you like him, but you also drew a book full of portraits of him. Who said that as long as I only want to marry me? You are lying!"
When Bo Feng mentioned it, his eyes were full of anger.
This time, the jar of vinegar was kicked over.
She spoke nicely when she got married.
What did you say that you only like him and only want to get him.
She lied to him, coaxed him to marry her, and then turned her face on him.
Not only did she keep that brochure, but she also called him the male god school grass husband.
Obviously he is her husband!
She lied to him so much, couldn't he be angry?
Besides, why did he neglect her these two days
He eats whatever she feeds him.
Didn't you swallow that damned nasty carrot?