After crying for a long time, Du Jiaying slowly stopped crying, her pretty face tightly pressed against Yao Ze's arms, and she slept steadily. Yao Ze sat on the sofa and did not dare to move around, for fear of waking up the exhausted Du Jiaying, so she had to lean on the sofa in a comfortable position, then reached out and gently brushed the bangs on Du Jiaying's forehead, looked at her pretty and quiet face, and sighed secretly.

I don't know how long it took, Yao Ze woke up from the hazy and found that he had fallen asleep without realizing it. He opened his eyes slightly and looked at Du Jiaying's sleeping position at this time. A trace of hazy consciousness that had just woken up was also shattered.

Yao Ze found that he could not do Liu Xiahui at this moment, because at some point Du Jiaying's pretty face had already slid down to her. Between her legs, her charming face was pressed against Yao Ze's most sensitive area. What's even more terrifying was that her quiet face was accidentally rubbing against Yao Ze's most sensitive area, touching Yao Ze's heart.

Because of the sleeping position, her legs were slightly curled together, and her skirt was unintentionally lifted up a lot, and the hem of the skirt reached the bottom of her thighs. If you go a little further, you may be exposed in the spring in the group.

Looking at Du Jiaying's white thighs and extremely perky buttocks, Yao Ze's throat choked and his lower body inadvertently raised his head to Du Jiaying.

Maybe she felt something hard and Chrome's face was a little uncomfortable. She frowned slightly and reached out to touch the hard and touched the thing. The "hiss" was held by Du Jiaying's soft little hand. Yao Ze's trousers became more unscrupulous. A numb feeling hit her whole body. Yao Ze couldn't help swallowing her saliva, resisting the urge to vent her heart.

Maybe it was because Du Jiaying was holding a hard thing in her hand that she couldn't take away no matter how hard she looked, so she turned her face slightly, and her consciousness slowly woke up. Suddenly, she felt something was wrong. She opened her eyes slightly, and her eyes slowly looked at Yao Ze's red face, looking extremely uncomfortable. When she saw that what she was holding, she suddenly widened her eyes, and she screamed in her 'ah', quickly let go of the hard thing, sat up from Yao Ze's legs, a pretty face that was so ashamed that it could drip out of water, and her heart was pounding.

She looked like a little girl who had done something wrong. She lowered her to look at Yao Ze, and her fair little hands kept rubbing her. She rubbed the corners of the hem of her skirt. From her movements, she could see how nervous and shy she was at the moment.

Yao Ze was also embarrassed by his shameless look on his lower body. He coughed gently, sat up straight, and said guiltily: "Just... you fell asleep just now, and I dare not wake you up, so...so..." When he said this, Yao Ze could not continue to talk about it. No matter what, he should not take advantage of others in such an occasion. "I'm paralyzed, you're the most fucking futile." Yao Ze couldn't help but scold his 'fire hydrant' in his heart.

Yao Ze wanted to explain, but his over-the-top explanation made each other feel even more awkward. Both of them fell silent and didn't say anything. After about three minutes, Du Jiaying raised her head slightly, with a trace of red glow remaining on her face. She secretly looked at Yao Ze. Seeing that Yao Ze was also looking at her, she was so scared that she quickly turned her eyes. Her hand brushed the bangs between her forehead to cover up her embarrassing expression. After a while, she sighed quietly and said softly: "Thank you for coming here to accompany me."

Yao Ze shook his head with a wry smile, reached out to touch the cigarette in his pocket, and remembered that the cigarette had fallen on Song Chuchu, so he pulled his hand out of his pocket and said in a gentle tone: "Don't say thank you to me, it's because of me that you have suffered so much grievance. If you didn't look for you, maybe..."

"No, Director Yao, you don't have to blame yourself for this matter." Du Jiaying interrupted Yao Ze's words, bit her red lips gently, and said sadly: "This matter will happen sooner or later, it's just a matter of time. I know Chen Jiaxing. As long as he decides, things will not change, and he actually... actually let that man..." When she said this, she burst out with tears again with a look of dismay.

Yao Ze quickly took out his handkerchief from his suit pocket and handed it to her, and said softly: "After everything is over, don't think about it anymore, it will get better in the future."

Du Jiaying said thank you, took the handkerchief handed by Yao Ze, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, then shook her delicate little nose, and said with a sad look: "In the past few years of marriage, I always thought he had just some minor problems. He liked gambling and was fooling around outside. I endured all this, but he actually let that man..."

"This marriage must be divorced"

Yao Ze nodded with a heavy face, and said with anger: "This kind of person is simply not worthy of living in the world. Du Xiu, it's not that I'm going to take the blame. It's often said that I'm not persuading me to do anything, but I think this man is really bad. I support the divorce you said. You are still young and beautiful. You will definitely find a man who is good to you in the future."

After hearing Yao Ze's words, Du Jiaying smiled in a formulaic way, then shook her head, and said with disappointment: "Marriage must be divorced, but I don't plan to find my husband again in the future. My heart is broken. I'm scared, afraid, so I'm afraid."

Today's things lingered in Du Jiaying's heart like a nightmare. Du Jiaying never expected that the man who had lived with her for four years could hurt her like this, just like a demon, tearing her whole heart apart. There was a shadow in her heart, and she dared not believe in men anymore.

After hearing Du Jiaying say this, Yao Ze just sighed slightly, showing a helpless and regretful expression. He knew that Du Jiaying was useless at this moment, so he stopped obsessing with this boring topic and turned around and said, "Chen Jiaxing was arrested, are you still moving out?"

Du Jiaying glanced around the house, shook her head, and said, "Move, there is nothing worth remembering here, and there are only nightmares. He bought this house before, so leave it to him."

As she spoke, she stood up and tidied her clothes. She accidentally found that Yao Ze stared at her chest with a weird look. So she lowered her head and found that there was a button on the shirt inside the suit that had been pulled off at some point. The collar was wide open, and the edges of the strapless breasts inside were vaguely exposed, and the waves that were about to emerge seemed to be stretched open at any time.

She turned around with a blushing face, covered her neckline, and said softly, "Director Yao, I'm a little scared. Please wait for me here, I'll clean up my own things."

Yao Ze nodded and agreed, watching Du Jiaying limp towards the bedroom, Yao Ze asked in confusion: "What about Du Xiu's feet?"

Du Jiaying had already walked to the bedroom door. After hearing Yao Ze's question, she paused and explained: "When she was pushing Chen Jiaxing just now, she accidentally fell to the ground and was crooked." After that, she gently closed the door.

Yao Ze was idle, so he picked up the newspaper on the coffee table and read it.

It took about half an hour before the door of Du Jiaying's bedroom was opened again. When Yao Ze heard the sound of the door opening, he put down the newspaper in his hand, turned his head slightly to look. Seeing Du Jiaying changing into a sexy casual dress, his eyes suddenly lit up.

The mature and charming Du Jiaying changed the O-suit suit at this moment and wore a cute and youthful outfit. She had a nice white cotton T-shirt with a few golden English letters printed on it. Although the T-shirt was Xu Song, it still could not hide the uprightness on her chest. She swept over the slender willow waist and was a snow-white frilled mini skirt. The hem of the skirt was straight to the thighs, revealing the slender and well-proportioned beautiful legs. Due to the weather, she put flesh-colored stockings on her beautiful legs. The stockings reflected a faint halo under the lights of the living room, making them look even more hazy and seductive.

Seeing Du Jiaying with different styles pursed her lips and smiled, she stood at the door of the bedroom with her suitcase in a daze, Yao Ze was so crazy about writing.
Chapter completed!