Top husband doesn't want to divorce me [wear book]

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The most embarrassing thing is not this, but when Xijiang Yu stopped his hand, he accidentally touched it.

When Xi Jiangyu turned around and received the bottles and cans into the drawer, his whole face turned red.

After that, she put away the ointment, and did not dare to look back at Zhang Junze, but just turned her head and went to the bathroom to take a bath.

After Xijiang Yu left, Zhang Junze also lowered his head and glanced at the place, he scratched his head, and his mood was complicated.

He thought to himself, "If I hadn't been hurt, I would have been able to make love to my wife tonight."

But turning his head, he thought that if he hadn't been hurt, his wife wouldn't have stayed at home to take care of him like this.

Fish and bear's paw, you can't have both.

He comforted himself that it was fine now. His relationship with his wife seems to be one step closer.

The injuries on his body healed so quickly, and thanks to his wife. My wife's massage technique is so good, so gentle and meticulous. He could still remember the temperature of her palm, the way she leaned over to anoint him, and he could secretly savor it for a long time.

Thinking of this, Zhang Junze couldn't help but laugh. The days with my wife are incredible.

When Sheng Lang's call came, Xi Jiangyu was still taking a shower in the bathroom.

Her mobile phone was still on the bedside table, and Zhang Junze could reach it as soon as he reached it.

If it's someone else's call, he won't answer it.

But that number, when it turned to ashes, he had to remember.

Just this morning, he deleted text messages from this number.

Zhang Junze hesitated for a moment and pressed answer.

As soon as the phone was connected, Sheng Lang was pleasantly surprised: "Jiang Yu, are you willing to answer my call?" I've always wanted to explain to you well, you give me a chance, let's find a place to have a good chat, okay? I heard that you are also planning to make a drama, and we can cooperate. In the past, didn't you always wish you could make movies with me?

It wasn't until Zhang Junze on the other end of the phone snorted and laughed that Sheng Lang realized something was wrong.

"Who are you?"

Sheng Lang originally thought that the man on the other side was her husband, although Sheng Lang didn't know who her husband was, but he felt that with Xijiangyu's identity, if he was arranged by his mother to get married, the other party's family lineage must be good.

Maybe, it's still a bad one.

Sheng Lang was a little nervous, although there was nothing between him and Xijiang Yu, but at this moment, he still had the shame of being caught.

After all, he genuinely wanted to dig into people's corners.

Until Zhang Junze opened his mouth and asked him: "Do you have anything else?"

This voice, Sheng Lang heard it.

"Zhang Junze? How are you? How did you answer Jiang Yu's call? You give her the phone.

Zhang Junze's face sank: "If you have anything to say, it's the same with me." But I feel that you have nothing to do with her. Since you chose to leave, you should have rolled clean. Please don't contact her again in the future. 

Sheng Lang was about to open his mouth to curse, when Xijiang Yu's voice came over.

Xi Jiangyu raised his voice: "Zhang Junze, that black wide bottle in the bathroom is all foreign letters, it's shower gel, right?"

 Xijiang Yu's toiletries bag was outside, she had just experienced an embarrassing scene, and she was a little anxious when she rushed into the bathroom.

However, shower gel shampoo these things, occasionally use Zhang Junze's, she does not care.

And the sound of Xijiang rain, Sheng Lang really heard it.

Sheng Lang gritted his teeth and said, "You live with Xijiang Yu?" She's taking a shower? What is your relationship? Can her husband accept your appearance like this?

Zhang Junze laughed, he returned to Xijiang Yu first: "Yes, that is shower gel, if you don't like that taste, there is a blue bottle in the cabinet."

Xijiang Yu replied to him: "Okay, I see."

Sheng Lang roared even more fiercely on the other end of the phone: "Zhang Junze, you are really capable." I'm not by her side, but let you take advantage of the void.

Zhang Junze really wanted to tell him that we are a legal couple.

However, the matter of his hidden marriage with Xijiang Yu cannot be casually exposed. Not to mention that it is necessary to report to the company in advance and prepare a public relations plan. Moreover, Xijiangyu may not be willing to make it public.

Zhang Junze said, "Don't come to harass her again, she doesn't want to see you."

Sheng Lang roared out at the end: "Zhang Junze, I want to listen to her, you fcker give her the phone and let her answer it!"

Zhang Junze's tone became cold in vain: "Sheng Lang, what are you?" Xijiang Yu's affairs, it is also your turn to manage? Please, how far to roll, no one will take care of you.
After that, Zhang Junze directly hung up the phone, and then he deleted the communication record and blocked Sheng Lang's number.

In fact, after hanging up the phone, Zhang Junze was still a little unhappy.

Sheng Lang still doesn't know that he is Xijiang Yu's husband, if he knows, Sheng Lang's face must be very wonderful.

Zhang Junze really wants to open his relationship, he wants the world to know that Xijiangyu is his wife. Especially I want Sheng Lang, the dog man, to know.

When Sheng Lang and Xijiang Yu were together, Zhang Junze could only watch dryly.

But now, he is the main palace!

When Zhang Junze put the phone back, he couldn't help but slander him: "Choke me." Can't 
let Sheng Lang know his identity, he is really going to die of depression.

When Xi Jiangyu walked into the bedroom with a hair hat and a bath towel, he also happened to hear his sentence.

She didn't know about Sheng Lang calling her, and she thought that Zhang Junze said this because he was angry...

If it weren't for Zhang Junze's injury, Xijiang Yu wouldn't mind having a time with him.

But now this situation is not okay, he can't hold it anymore and has to endure it.

Xi Jiangyu coughed lightly, approached and asked in a low voice: "Then I, can I do it with my hands?"