In this awkward silence.
Sheng Ming silently bit off the powder in his mouth, and then quietly spit it into the trash can.
......
......
So embarrassing.
Why did Lu Jiayan appear at this time?!
At this moment, Sheng Mingzhi simply wanted to dig a crack in the ground and drill directly into it.
What could be more humiliating than last night's aggressive divorce from her plastic husband, only to be discovered by the other party in the morning that he looked the ugliest he had ever looked?!
In the fantasy, after the divorce, Lu Jiayan's appearance of regret was completely absent.
Perhaps, the other party saw that he was now like this ghost.
Most of them are still happy in their hearts, and it seems that they are quite lucky to divorce this kind of person.
......
To die.
Although Sheng Mingzhi was quiet on the surface, his mental activities were extremely rich.
In particular, his eyes slid down and he saw the snail powder on the coffee table, and the pot containing the snail powder was as big as his two faces.
...... More desperate.
Why did he cook two bowls of snail powder?
Why eat directly with the pot?!
As a result, just after Sheng Mingzhi thought that this matter could not be more embarrassing.
The mobile phone on the coffee table buzzed and vibrated a little, and Shen Ling's WeChat message came.
[Bao, I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you, your husband is going to see you later.]
[In order to express my apologies for betraying you, I sold you a miserable job at your husband's place! ]
Seeing this, Sheng Mingzhi already had a bad premonition.
Sure enough, the next message was:
"I said that you didn't sleep all night, your liver and intestines were haggard and heartbroken, and washed your face with tears.jpg]
[In a moment you remember to pretend to be weak Ha (the heart of a dog man has been pinched by you.jpg)].
When he saw Shen Ling say that he was heartbroken, Sheng Mingzhi's eyes were already black.
Not to mention the haggard look in the back, washing his face with tears.
He had never been so speechless in his life.
Sheng Ming is like a stone statue.
Until Lu Jiayan entered the door and turned off the TV in the living room, the variety show suddenly stopped.
Sheng Ming returned to God, like a cat whose tail had been trampled.
Fried: "Who let you in?!" That's right.
Teacher Xiaosheng's trick to resolve embarrassment is to stand on the commanding heights of morality and preemptively attack people.
The weaker the heart, the louder it gets.
Lu Jiayan sat across from him, his voice gentle: "Ming Zhi, let's talk."
The air still smelled of snail powder.
It seems to be aware that talking in this situation is somewhat out of place.
Lu Jiayan paused and changed his mouth: "Eat first."
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