Phytolacca doesn't like this feeling of being manipulated emotionally.

After thinking carefully about getting to know Qiao Qiao, his emotional self-control became worse and worse.

I hate this feeling.

After striding in, Qiao Qiao was standing in the room in a daze.

Hearing the footsteps, she turned around.

When she saw Phytophthora chinensis, she couldn't help but avoid his cold gaze, lowered her eyes and lowered her head.

"I'm sorry, I didn't want to break into your room. Aunt Zeng pushed me in."

Shang Lu frowned, "There are your clothes packed in the box, I didn't have time to throw them away. Just in time, I took them to change the clothes."

He has packed up all the clothes and wants to throw them away?

Qiao Qiao, who lowered his head, felt even more upset.

Not only does this man not want to see her, he might even be bothered by the things she left behind.

That's why I had to throw her clothes away cleanly.

"No, I'll change it when I get back."

Not wanting to make himself so sad, Qiao Qiao simply raised his head.

"Now that you've packed everything, just ask someone to throw away the things I left behind.

Then he said, "I'll go through the back door. Tell Dad later that I've already gone back."

This is not the place she should stay.

This man is not someone she should look up to.

She passed by Phytolacca.

Shangluca grabbed her arm and said, "Go and change your clothes. I have something to tell you."

"Isn't it okay to say so?" Qiao Qiao turned her head and looked at him, whose face was always dark and had never given her a smile.

He pursed his lips.

Staring at the dirty cream stains on her body, she frowned again.

"Okay, I'm going to change clothes." Qiao Qiao knew that Phytolacca didn't want to see her dirty.

Probably seeing her like this, I wasn't even in the mood to talk to her.

Turning around, she went to the cloakroom and found the box where her clothes were packed.

I picked up a random set and prepared to change out of my dirty clothes.

The cream is sticky.

It soaked into the clothes, leaving a layer of oil on the thighs and stomach.

Qiao Qiao stopped by the bathroom to take a shower.

The bathroom is filled with memories of her and pokeweed.

When I first met Shangluca, I thought he had quite a lot of self-control.

He had always been restrained and self-possessed when it came to matters between men and women. He had been married to her for several months before he started touching her.

I thought he was really not interested in that aspect of things.

But after we had sex together, we realized that this man was actually wild, crazy and promiscuous.

The bathroom was full of shadows of him pestering her for kisses and love, which she couldn't get rid of.

Qiao Qiao couldn't take a proper bath.

When the water from the shower fell on her body, she felt uneasy, so she had to rush in and put on her clothes.

Get out.

In the bedroom, Phytolacca sat on the sofa at the end of the bed, waiting for her.

Whether it was because of irritability or boredom, he picked up a cigarette in his hand and took a puff.

Thick smoke and light mist blew past his handsome face.

Reflecting his dark complexion.

There was a depressing atmosphere in the whole room.

When Qiao Qiao came out, she smelled the smell of cigarette smoke and saw him sitting on the sofa at the end of the bed. She couldn't help but frown and walked over.

"Smoking is bad for your health."

Phytolacca held the nearly burnt cigarette butt between his fingers and put it out, "You have no right to interrupt now."

Yes, she is not qualified to care about his affairs.

She carried the dirty clothes she had changed from her body and planned to leave after talking to him.

Then he said simply and neatly, "It's not convenient to take a taxi here in the villa. I ordered a taxi online in advance and went down to take the car shortly. Don't you have something to tell me? Go ahead and say it. You still have five minutes."

Phytolacca did not respond.

He stood up and had a panoramic view of Qiao Qiao after taking a bath.

She probably didn't have time to wash her hair, so it was half wet from the rain and tied into a bun at the back of her head.

The slender and white neck was exposed in such a white way.

A gray cotton casual dress was worn under her neck, making her figure more slender.

That thin waist looks like it will break if you pinch it.

The provoked Phytolacca couldn't help but clear his throat, as if he was restraining something, and said:

"It won't take five minutes."

He knew exactly what he was restraining now.

He also admitted that Qiao Qiao was beautiful and had a good figure.

attractive to him.

But only physically.

But it was because he had been divorced for a few months and his physical needs had not been relieved, so he had the thought of crushing her into pieces in his arms.

Even if I beat him to death, he wouldn't admit it, it's because of love.

He doesn't want to be influenced by this woman anymore.

He wanted to return to his previous sense and composure, and said, "You should know that before my father forced me to marry you, there were two parallel lines between you and me that would never intersect."

Qiao Qiao asked simply, "What do you want to express? Why don't you say it more directly."

"After the divorce, you and I are also on two parallel lines. I don't want to have any intersection with you again."

"Please also keep a good distance from my father. Be more sensible and don't have any more relations with our family."

Qiao Qiao didn't respond immediately.

She thought briefly for two seconds, not even allowing herself the slightest time to feel sad or painful.

He responded very simply and wisely, "Mr. Shang, please don't worry. From now on, you can take your Yangguan Road and I'll cross my single-plank bridge."

When we first met him, we felt strange and alienated from him.

I can only call him Mr. Shang in a distant manner.

alright.

Now it's back to square one.

Very good, not sloppy at all.

This is her preferred style of doing things.

Carrying her bag and the dirty clothes she had changed into, she walked out of the room decisively and went downstairs.

Left through the back door.

Shang Lu didn't waste any time, went downstairs and said goodbye to Shang Zhongbo.

"You asked me to come back to celebrate your birthday with you, and I did it. The cake has been cut, and it's time for me to go back."

With that said, he went to tell the driver, "Xiao Chen, go and drive."

"What kind of car are you driving? It's already dark. Where are you going?" Shang Zhongbo was still looking forward to something happening between him and Qiao Qiao. "Where is Qiao Qiao, has she changed her clothes?"

Shangluca: "She has left."

"Leave?" Was this brat too indifferent to others, which made the little girl feel uncomfortable, so she quietly left through the back door?

Shang Zhongbo was about to be pissed to death, "Qiao Qiao came here specially to celebrate my birthday. She made me a cake and bought clothes for you. She also bought clothes for you. She was so well-intentioned, but you just pissed her off like that?"

"What clothes?" Shangluca asked.

Aunt Zeng hurriedly took the white T-shirt Qiao Qiao bought for him and handed it over. "Third Master, my wife bought this for you."

The clothes merchant only glanced at it, then stepped forward decisively, saying as he walked, "Throw it away."

Seeing that Shangwei had walked several steps away, Shang Zhongbo casually grabbed a cup on the coffee table and threw it at it, "You mean to make me mad, right?"

The cup hit Phytolacca on the lower back.
Chapter completed!