How to divorce the Prime Minister MTL

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The good mood was completely gone.
　　She lingered for a long time in the name of dressing up, and then she finally went to the garden under her umbrella.
　　Chu Ling was sitting in the pavilion.
　　Jiang Wu looked at his back and paused for a moment before walking over. After climbing the steps of the pavilion, the servant took the umbrella in her hand and retreated.
　　Jiang Wu was left to salute the man: "Sir."
　　There was a blank chessboard in front of Chu Ling, and he was holding a white piece between his fingers. When he heard her voice, he raised his eyes and looked here. One glance.
　　"Play a game of chess with me."
　　Jiang Wu agreed and went to the opposite side of him, but saw the man leaning back slightly: "Sit here."
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　　Jiang Wu's heart felt extremely heavy for a moment. It was probably because he had been living more leisurely these days, but now when facing Chu Ling, the weight on his heart was so heavy that it made him breathless.
　　The man's eyes darkened.
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　　"Don't make me say it a second time."
　　This time, his tone was much darker.
　　Jiang Wu didn't dare to disobey him after all, so he sat down as he was told.
　　Chu Ling lowered his head and looked at the silent woman in his arms. As soon as he moved, the woman's body became as stiff as the first time they did it.
　　The memory of the body has become unfamiliar, and it is time to become familiar with it again, so the man just paused his movements for a moment, and then reached out to the woman's belt.
　　This action made Jiang Wu panic all of a sudden, and he quickly grabbed the hand that was about to do something wrong.
　　"Sir." She was so frightened that she stopped him repeatedly.
　　She originally thought that being in such a posture was a deliberate embarrassment for the man. She didn't expect that Chu Ling would dare to do something more extreme, and this was outside the house.
　　When Chu Ling met the shocked and angry eyes, she continued her actions without frowning.
　　"I said, I don't mind the kitten stretching out its claws to scratch me."
　　That careless voice was like thunder, exploding in Jiang Wu's heart. Did he already know what he said? So if he appears here safely, does that mean Qingyang has failed? Even the princess can't do anything about him? Jiang Wu felt despair in his heart.
　　"But," Chu Ling's voice was still ringing, "if you scratch me, you should be punished, right?"
　　While Jiang Wu was dazed for a moment, half of her clothes had been taken off, and the man's %e5%90%bb fell on the smooth shoulder, Jiang Wu felt cold, and her whole body was cold.
　　She looked over there. The servants were all standing in the corridor not far away from the pavilion. They couldn't see clearly through the hazy drizzle, but they all had their heads lowered.
　　As long as they looked up, they would be able to see their naked appearance.
　　The man behind him was neatly dressed until the last step.
　　He%e4%ba%b2 was biting the %e5%94%87 corner because he was afraid of making a sound. Jiang Wu turned her head and said, "We agreed to play chess," even though she was doing it For this kind of thing, except for his breathing being a little heavier, it seemed that his tone of voice didn't even fluctuate for a moment, "Madam, hold the black piece, move first."
　　Jiang Wu didn't have the energy to play chess.
　　Seeing that she didn't move, Chu Ling said again: "If you win, I'll tell you good news. If you lose, I'll tell you bad news."
　　It was like teasing her own pet. Perhaps it was because after so many days, he finally had an excuse to break the commandment he had set for himself and punish the disobedient kitten. He was in an inexplicably good mood, and he was particularly patient.
　　Under his constant urging, Jiang Wu finally made a mistake at random.
　　The person behind her leaned forward, as if torturing her, and followed her slowly, holding a white flag.
　　Jiang Wu didn't know how long she had been tortured like this. Finally, the chessboard was so messed up that she lost the entire chessboard. She heard Chu Ling say something.
　　"You lost."
　　Jiang Wu was already in a trance. She was tortured by him and also tortured by the shattered hope. Her eyes were sour and astringent, with warmth, and she was about to cry.
　　Yes, she lost, not only in this game of chess, but also in the confrontation with Chu Ling, she lost completely, even hitting the stone with an egg.
　　She was picked up by Chu Ling and placed on the chessboard.
　　The cold touch made her whole body tremble, and the man in front of her finally lost his composure, and his face full of lust became slightly distorted.
　　Jiang Wu probably lost control of his emotions the moment he said Qingyang was grounded, and that was probably the bad news he told.
　　Chu Ling stroked her face.
　　"You don't have the courage to fight to the death, and you can't completely soften your bones in front of me. Jiang Wu," his voice sounded like a sigh, "If I didn't like you so much, it's up to you, what should you do?"
　　He used to talk about interest, but this was the first time he said he liked it. Even he himself was stunned for a moment.