I can't get divorced from Alpha's ex-boyfriend

Chapter 17

Bo Xingze got up calmly, and picked up the mobile phone on the ground with a stern face, but his trembling hands betrayed his current mood.

[Sorry. ]

Zhu Chuan smiled, [I'm just kidding, you should be busy, we'll talk about it tonight. ]

Bo Xingze wanted to reply and chat for a while, but it seemed that he didn't want to talk anymore, so he had to type in the word [OK] and send it over, ending this hard-won topic indifferently.

Yan Xian: "You've chatted to death again."

Bo Xingze frowned in confusion, "...what's the problem?"

Yan Xian covered his head and hated that iron cannot be made into steel, "There are problems everywhere! I'm sorry for what you say, next time say I love you!"

Bo Xingze's brows twitched unconsciously, "...the meeting has started."

Zhu Chuan also heaved a long sigh when he saw the hung up phone, and it was almost time for the pheromone elimination once a month. Before he knew it, he and Bo Xingze had been married for a month.

Compared with the feeling brought about by the elimination of pheromones, it's actually a little better to do it with Bo Xingze. It's not that it doesn't hurt, and it's not very comfortable. In all fairness, this person's job is really bad.

Although he has never tasted other people's work, and he has only been such a man in this life, but this kind of pile driver-like recklessness, and the method of burying all the eggs in it is really not technical.

He wondered if this person had only his own experience, otherwise, no one would be able to stand his reckless way.

These eight years have been abstaining all the way, otherwise why has the technology not been updated for so long, but there is one good thing, he is a little better than pheromone exclusion.

Zhu Chuan thought about it, and it was really necessary to teach him what to do to make both of them happy.

Otherwise, he would have been killed on the bed before he divorced Bo Xingze.

How do you say that, marry a dog and follow the dog?

Forget it, he's worse than a dog.

After dinner in the evening, there was nothing to do. Yi Xian's face was injured and he didn't want to see anyone at home. Zhu Chuan called him to express his condolences: "It's just a scratch, and it's still being raised at home?"

Yi Xian muttered: "If I go out like this, others don't know what happened to me, so I don't bother to explain."

"Can you bear this breath? Otherwise, I'll help you find two people to solve those two robbers? Take off an arm or a leg? Or disfigure your face and avenge you?"

Zhu Chuan has a lot of industries under his hands, and he knows people from all walks of life, all kinds of religions, all kinds of people, and he can talk about it in any way. If he said to find someone to solve it, it might be that he really solved it.

"do not!"

Zhu Chuan: "Why do you react so strongly? Do you have any grievances with them?"

Yi Xian smiled, "No, no, you don't know who I am, I'm doing small businesses and relying on you to support me, what kind of grievances can there be. But to be honest, someday I won't be able to get along Just go to your eaves and sell yourself for the moon, and you protect me."

Zhu Chuan glanced at him up and down, "Is your level worthy?"

Yi Xian hung up the phone with a "snap".

Zhu Chuan raised his eyebrows and drank all the coffee he made. The coffee beans that Bo Xingze bought were really good. He didn't expect him to enjoy it, thinking he would just fool around.

Zhu Chuan didn't like to do things in the kitchen, so he threw the coffee cup in the sink and turned around to leave, when he suddenly remembered how Bo Xingze was washing dishes and cups here every day, he reached out to wash the cup with a "tsk".

He really didn't want to get wet, so he threw it into the cabinet after washing it in disgust, "Let him wash it next time."

It was still early, he turned around Moments, today is Qixi Festival, the overwhelming show of affection made his scalp numb, and the scrolling all the way down is endless.

Bo Xingze didn't post it. He clicked into this person's circle of friends and found that there was only one.

a month ago.

He sent a picture without text.

Two marriage certificates.

Zhu Chuan was taken aback. At that time, he only signed the contract, and didn't care about it anymore. Naturally, both marriage certificates were in Bo Xingze's hands. He had no mutual friends, and he couldn't see if there was any congratulations below.

He paused his fingers and nodded his praise.

Bo Xingze had just finished talking with Yan Xian, when he saw a dynamic reminder pop up, he entered and almost threw his phone away again, what does he mean by "like"?

Does he want a divorce?

I knew I wouldn't post this circle of friends, is it too late to delete it now?

Bo Xingze immediately called Yan Xian, "Yan Xian, he liked my circle of friends."

Yan Xian pulled out a bit of judgment from his busy work, "Huh?"

"Marriage certificate."

"Oh ah?"

"What does he mean?"

Yan Xian pondered for a long time, and pulled out all the reserves of countless TV drama routines he had read, "I think it may be handy, and today is Qixi Festival, he may have fallen in love with the scene."

"Touching the scene to make you fall in love?"

"Yeah, think about it. Everyone is celebrating the holidays. It is said that people are prone to depression in the middle of the night. He stays alone in an empty room in Pingzhou, and seeing other people showing affection must be... hello?"

Yan Xian's phone was cut off suddenly.

She thought it was a bad signal, so she dialed again and was hung up immediately, sending a "?" as an inquiry.

Bo Xingze replied by typing: [He called me. ]

Yan Xian: Oh, I'm just a tool person.

After Zhu Chuan finished washing the cups, it was still early, so he made a video call to Bo Xingze when he couldn't sleep for a while. At noon, he looked a little unwell, as if he was sick.

Bo Xingze answered quickly, as if he was guarding.

"Busy?"

Bo Xingze said "um", "It's okay, how about you?"

Zhu Chuanxin said that it was really hard to chat with such a person, but luckily he was a talkative, and friends around him, from Lu Xianzhou to Professor Fu, all had such a quiet temperament.

"What can I be busy with? The small workshop is managed by someone. Apart from eating and drinking, there is only entertainment, but you really have something to do when you say that." Sheng Huai has a new variety show recently, and in the pre-heating event, he will shoot a visit to the class.

"Are you going too?"

The boss still needs to take care of the visits in person?

Seeing him frowning, Zhu Chuan said with a smile: "The whole team is eating chaff and swallowing vegetables in the mountains. If I don't go to appease them, I might be forced to pick someone up. By then, I will be bankrupt for liquidated damages."

"Ah."

Zhu Chuan felt that the topic was almost over here, so he didn't say a word of more than ten words, probably because he was really busy, even if he wasn't busy, he wouldn't be able to say anything unless he was in a hurry.

"...Okay, you can be busy."

Bo Xingze glanced at the mountains of documents, and said, "I'm not busy, I'm ready to rest after I'm done." After speaking, he felt something was wrong, so he made up for it, "But I'm not sleepy now, are you going to sleep?"

"I'm not sleepy either." Zhu Chuan had just taken a shower, his hair was still wet, and the neckline of his pajamas showed a small piece in the camera. Bo Xingze's mouth was a little dry, and his throat was slightly moistened when he rolled his Adam's apple.

"Your clothes... put on well."

Zhu Chuan looked down and saw that the tie of the silk nightgown had been undone at some point, and he kept talking to him nakedly, all of which fell into his eyes.

"...Why didn't you remind me earlier?" Zhu Chuan got up and winked at him with a smile, "Mr. Bo, are you addicted to watching? Then why remind me to get dressed again?"

Bo Xingze's voice was dry and hoarse, "I'll catch a cold."

In fact, he had already reacted, the white and looming haze was simply rubbing his reason on the ground.

"Did you catch a cold?" Zhu Chuan not only didn't dress properly, but even gently hooked the left side of the nightgown with his fingertips. Move rocks.

Bo Xingze's eyes were very red, he lowered his eyes but was reluctant, opened them immediately, and unconsciously swallowed his throat again.

The thin silk material is particularly eye-catching. Thin Xingze put down his pen, raised his hand to take off his glasses, closed his eyes and opened them quickly, quickly making up for the missed second.

The soft silk is like red wine spilled on the skin, and also like the clothes on which the red wine was spilled, making people reach out to wipe it, and want to absorb the wine with their own mouths.

"Brother Bo, to be honest, you reminded me to put on my clothes. Is it because you are afraid that I will catch a cold or you... have...?" Zhu Chuan raised his eyebrows, his slender peach blossom eyes contained the spring color, and he was even more blurred under the warm light .

Bo Xingze was about to stop breathing. Whether it was words or actions, he completely stepped on his reason, like a willful and proud peacock.

He understands too well how to make him want to stop and cast it completely in his hands, but he is a Beta and cannot be marked, no matter how ruthless he is, he will not be contaminated with his scent.

Looking at him like this, Bao Xingze was so painful and anxious that he almost wanted to give his life to change the way of marking, but Zhu Chuan fearlessly tried to tear his reason through the screen.

This peacock enjoys it very much, watching him in pain and madness, absolutely controlling him, stepping on his reason and watching him suffer, knowing that he is working but deliberately acting so capriciously.

"Don't tell me?"

Bo Xingze gritted his teeth, wishing he could rush into the screen, drag him out and tear him apart, so that he could no longer make trouble.

"the latter,"

"What? I didn't hear clearly, please speak clearly."

Bo Xingze's ears were red. He could be cold and intimidating when facing others, but this person was Zhu Chuan, so he could only retreat step by step and jump into his trap willingly.

"I'm hard...you put on your clothes and stop making trouble."

Zhu Chuan could hardly hold back his laughter. He stretched out his hands to grab the clothes and tied them up in a few moments.

Bo Xingze frowned.

"Angry?"

"……no."

"I won't quarrel with you. By the way, my mother called today. After the Mid-Autumn Festival, she will come to Pingzhou for a meal." Zhu Chuan thought for a while, and felt that it was necessary to explain to him: "The matter of the fake marriage She also knows, but when the time comes, you will pretend to be fond of me, and the way you love me will make her look at ease."

Bo Xingze frowned, and said in his heart: I love you so I don't need to pretend.

Zhu Chuan guessed that he still had work to do there, so he said in a "uh" voice, "You go to bed early after work, you don't look very good, are you sick?"

"No."

Bo Xingze resisted the urge to cough and swallowed back the fever so that he didn't worry.

"That's good, go to bed early after work, and I'll sleep too." Zhu Chuan made a gesture to hang up the phone, but was stopped by Bao Xingze, thinking that he had something to say, but he still didn't speak after waiting for a while.

"how?"

Bo Xingze quickly thought of words in his mind. Even his decision-making of a billion-dollar case had never been so fast. It took him more than ten seconds to conceive, "Just sleep like this, and I'll hang up when you fall asleep."

Zhu Chuan: "?"

Bo Xingze's expression was unnatural, thinking of Yan Xian's words, he twisted into a sentence for a long time, "I...I want to see the moon over there, is it round or not?"

"...?" Zhu Chuan felt that there was something wrong with him. His bed was not in the wild, nor was his house in the open air.

After Bo Xingze finished speaking, he also knew how embarrassing his reason was, and said with some frustration: "Forget it, good night, I have to read the documents too."

"...wait a minute."

There is a bed on the balcony. Bo Xingze said that he gave a bed when he bought the furniture. If there is no place to put it, he put it on the balcony. There is also a light gauze mosquito net covering the outside. It is as delicate as a little princess. Four layers of silk quilt.

Zhu Chuan walked over barefoot, opened the veil and climbed up.

"It's getting hot, next time you install a cooling fan or something here." Zhu Chuan lay down and said casually, and turned the phone's camera to the rear, and the starry sky was immediately transmitted to Bo Xingze's eyes.

The stars are flowing, but the moon is quite round.

Bo Xingze saw the stars from his mobile phone, and there was a soft and gorgeous voice humming softly in his ears, "There will be thousands of evening stars in the future, brighter than the moon tonight".

The last time Bo Xingze heard him sing at Luozhutai, he found this song and played it in the car when he went back, but he preferred the next line, "So it's all about you, making my thoughts long".

Files piled up and the clock ticked.

Bo Xingze reached out and pulled off the tie that was like a shackle, and unbuttoned two shirts. Looking at Qianqian Evening Star on the other side of the screen and humming in a low voice, he felt that the work was actually so hard and so tiring.

He has his thousands of evening stars, free and willful, not staying for one person and cannot be caught by others, but he himself is trapped there, only he can rescue.

There are thousands of evening stars in Zhu Chuan's world, but there is only one Zhu Chuan in his world.

A slight sigh sounded, followed by the sound of flipping paper, Zhu Chuan looked at the man in the picture, his eyes were cold and handsome, even though he was serious, he was still very charming, and even his frowning brows seemed to hide a hint of sexiness.

The camera on his side was looking at the sky, and Zhu Chuan looked at the other party unscrupulously, watching the reactionary documents he was concentrating on, and his eyelashes were black and long.

He looked better than he did eight years ago, with a more stable masculinity, and his brows were full of bottomless schemes, but he still couldn't stand being teased like that.

Zhu Chuan looked down at his silk nightgown, he didn't expect his body to be so attractive to Bo Xingze.

"Hey."

Hearing this snort, Bao Xingze stopped his pen, and stretched the sharp end of the word Ze for a long time. He frowned and wanted to ask him what's the matter, but he was afraid that the hard-won peace would be disturbed by the noise.

He lowered his head and continued to read the documents. It was already midnight when he raised his head after flipping through all the documents on the table.

The screen is still full of stars, but the moon has moved to the west.

Bo Xingze took off his glasses, pinched the bridge of his nose to relieve his sore eyes, the fever made him a little drowsy, and his head ached a little, but listening to the sound of sleeping peacefully on the phone, it seemed that all his fatigue was relieved at once.

He felt a little regretful that he couldn't see his face, but he felt very satisfied listening to his breathing, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

He leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes for a while, the sound of his breathing touched his memory, and he reappeared when he was wearing a silk nightgown, his eyes were blurred, his lips were bright red, and his soft voice seemed to be broken.

Bo Xingze opened his eyes. He didn't know when the other party touched the phone, and the camera captured half of his sleeping face.

Staring greedily at the screen and refusing to move away, his lips moved slightly when he was dreaming, his eyelashes trembled when he was unsteady, and the silk pajamas slipped off his shoulders, Bo Xingze was breathing hot.

He had a fever, but he felt that the fire in his heart was getting hotter, almost consuming all his reason.

The smell of sake made him unconscious, leading him to crush his rationality and sink into his instincts. When his fingertips touched the place that was hot because of that person, he gently closed his eyes.

The sound of breathing is like a beautiful voice at a certain moment, leading him to climb to the top.

……

Bo Xingze breathed a sigh of relief, temporarily suppressed the desire to possess, and said in a hoarse voice, "Good night."