Yan Murong felt very wronged. He felt that the woman Teng Xiangling not only made him excited for a long time after deceiving his feelings, but also deceived his young, pure heart.
This little man who was unemployed suddenly looked forward to that moment, but he waited for it, and he was ruthlessly abandoning it. The fiery and passionate heart fell to the bottom in an instant.
It is not scary to fall to the bottom----What's scary is that before falling, he was at a height of ten thousand meters.
Teng Xiangling did not take him home, but took him to a hotel, and only opened a room.
Looking at the waiter's envious eyes, Yan Murong's vanity was unprecedentedly satisfied.
Unlike other hotels, the rooms here are decorated very warmly, not as cold as other hotels. The orange lights give people a sense of warmth of home--the only downside is why there are two beds?
Not long after, Yan Murong completely understood why there were two beds in this room, which was why he fell.
Teng Xiangling pointed to the two beds seriously and said to him, "Tonight, you sleep on this one, I sleep on that one. If you dare to come over, I will cut you and send you to the palace to be a civil servant."
Yan Murong tried hard to defend himself. "You said you want to be my woman."
Teng Xiangling said lightly. "I have a bad memory. I have forgotten everything I said during the day."
Then--------- Yan Murong cried. After being deceived by her feelings and soul, a pure little virgin pierced her head in the quilt and shed tears of sadness.
"Oh, are you still angry?" Teng Xiangling smiled at Yan Murong, who was sitting at the table and ate a basket of small buns hard. "You can't blame me for this. You have a dirty mind. I haven't talked about you yet."
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Yan Murong ignored her and continued to vent his deep dissatisfaction and anger at the Xiaolongbao in the cage. It seemed that the Xiaolongbao was Teng Xiangling------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"Hey." Teng Xiangling patted Yan Murong's arm and looked at him and asked seriously. "Do you just want me to be your woman?"
"I don't want to." Yan Murong said angrily.
"Then why are you angry?" Teng Xiangling said with a smile. She suddenly realized that teasing Yan Murong was quite interesting.
"I'm not angry." Yan Murong defended.
"Okay." Teng Xiangling smiled and said. "Since you are not angry, how about we still live here tonight? I think this place is good and quite warm."
"Bang!"
Yan Murong buckled the empty cage onto the table, stood up and walked out. Teng Xiangling looked at his back and giggled twice before closing the bill and following him.
Yan Murong was really angry? No, he was not angry, not angry at all. He looked so angry, but he started to pretend to be stupid again.
Just looking at his heartbroken expression, as if his wife had run away with someone else, many young girls who had just fallen in love, or young women who had been having sex several times, would have the idea of coming to pity him. Even Teng Xiangling felt that Yan Murong's expression was so sad and helpless at this time, just like------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
If he knew what he was thinking, he would probably want to come up and kick his pretty face a few times according to his pretty face-----When he stepped on his handsome little face into a big cake, he would spit out his saliva and point at his nose and scold him. "You are told to be cute and you are told to pretend to be innocent and give you sympathy."
I have to say that Yan Murong's acting skills are probably enough to save a drawer for the Little Golden Man, the Palme d'Or, the Golden Rooster and the Golden Horse. His idea is very simple, that is, the woman Teng Xiangling cannot be led by the nose----it finally made her beg her for begging her. If you don't pretend to be a master at this time, will you still have a chance in the future?
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"Crash!"
Situ Jin looked angry, his eyes full of anger.
It seemed that I was very angry, my chest was slumped because of anger, and the plates, forks and other dishes on the dining table were also affected, and they all fell to the ground and turned into pieces.
Perhaps because of the excessive force, some fragments were still beating restlessly, which made Situ Jin even more annoyed----he felt that even the pieces of plate were laughing at him.
"Sit down for me." Situ Fan shouted in a deep voice as he looked at Situ Jin standing on the chest gasping.
"What are you falling? Can you throw the words you say back by throwing a plate? You are so ok, unconventional, outspoken, and say everything outwards-----I ran home to ask for help when someone was lifted onto the chopping board and asked me to wipe your butt. You are so capable."
Situ Jin sat down angrily, picked up the only glass of milk left in front of him and drank it down. He was too lazy to care about the brand casual jacket that was soaked by the splashed milk because he was too anxious.
He hated Yan Murong, and he hated him so much that he could not express his feelings.
Why can he have Teng Xiangling? Why can he win? Why should he want the Situ family?
These didn't make him angry.
What made him most angry was the words Situ Fan said to him just now.
Situ Fan said that Yan Murong would come to his Situ family to negotiate with them to resolve the matter, but he didn't have time now, and he would come when he had time.
So Situ Jin couldn't bear it anymore.
His arrogant and domineering personality was destined to be unable to stand such anger---- When did the Situ family act according to the expressions of others? In the past, he had always found such excuses to refuse others' visits, but he didn't expect that one day he would be rejected by others.
This made him unable to stand it.
"Now you listen to me." Situ Fan pointed to Situ Jin's nose and said. "From now on, you will stay at home and you are not allowed to go anywhere----If you dare to step out of this house, I will break your leg."
"Why? This is not fair." Situ Jin shouted.
"Unfair? Hum." Situ Fan said coldly. "I will tell you openly that there is no fair thing in this world. I am unfair to you? Have you ever thought about what you said and done to our Situ family?"
After saying that, Situ Fan stood up, took the coat handed over by the servant, and left the house without looking back.
However, he did not notice the fleeting gloom that flashed in Situ Jin's eyes.
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