My Wife Asks Ex-Boyfriend for a Public Kiss

At the swimming pool party, my wife's ex-boyfriend pretended to be drowning.

My wife did CPR on him in public. After saving him, they kissed each other for a long time.

Everyone looked at me with ridicule and sympathy in their eyes...

My wife said, "I'm saving him. Don't be so jealous."

"If the law allows it, I don't even care if the three of us live together," I said with a smile. "Sleep with me on Monday, Wednesday and Friday, sleep with him on Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday. I'll give you a day off on Sunday."

By the swimming pool, everyone looked at me as if they were looking at a damfool, because this was the line of his.

She was still holding her ex-boyfriend, who was pretending to be weak. Her lips were glistening with saliva, and her eyes were full of doubts and anger as she looked at me.

An old classmate smiled and saved me from embarrassment, " Alexander Green Alexander, don't take it to heart. After all, Queenie is just eager to save him."

I didn't look at him. Instead, I gave my wife a meaningful look. He immediately lowered his head. Maybe he knew how stupid he was to help me out like that.

Then I walked to Queenie Nelson Queenie and Bruce Sherman, squatting down in front of them. I said with a smile, "I'm serious. We three can live together. Or if you think we're an eyesore, we can get a divorce."

Queenie's rosy face gradually turned pale.

A slap sounded!

She slapped me. "Alexander Green, what did you just say? Who do you think I am? You want me to sleep with you two as my husbands?"

"Come on, why are you angry again."

I stood up with a smile and said, "I've told you that if you think I'm an eyesore, we can divorce first and then you can get married. We can go to the Office of the City Clerk together. I'll wait for you to take photos first, and then we'll get the divorce certificate."

Everyone looked at me with disdain.

In their eyes, I was a henpecked husband. Now that I had been cheated on the spot, they must think that I was so timid when I took the initiative to divorce.

But they had kissed in public. What else could I do but help them?

Did I choose not to see it and then let it go?

Or I was really going to live with them?

I thought I was far away from the rubbish.

Bruce continued to pretend to be weak and said, "Don't get me wrong. We just couldn't help it. In fact, there’s nothing going on between us."

"If you don't love each other, why can't you control yourself?"

"Since you love each other, why do you have to leave regrets?"

"Listen to me. I'll divorce Queenie first, and then you two can get married. That's good."

My face was still full of smiles and my tone was sincere.

Because that was what I wanted to do the most at the moment.

"You're being unreasonable!"

Queenie snorted and pulled Bruce Sherman away. "Alexander Green, calm down at home. I'll accompany him to the hospital first!"

"Take your ID card with you, or you won't be able to stay in a hotel. After all, Bruce doesn't even have a house."

"Well, by the way, if you want kicks, you can drive my Mercedes-Benz MPV. It's spacious and comfortable inside."

I reminded them out of kindness.

Bruce's face darkened. My words of "He doesn't even have a house" was close to home.

Queenie stopped and stared at me. "Alexander, I'm your wife, but how can you say something like that?"

"It doesn't matter. After all, you will be my ex-wife soon."

I waved my hand and said, "Go ahead. You've just kissed each other passionately, so you can't hold it in any longer. Don't let yourself suffer."