Ye Xinluo was speechless, what is this man crazy about today, first he broke what he bought, and now what is he going to do?

I wanted to struggle, but this man was like a piece of iron, and he couldn't move when he pressed on himself.

"Beichen Rui, can you not be like this, can we have something to talk about?" Ye Xinluo tried her best to keep her tone down, because she knew that she was undoubtedly looking for death when she was raising the bar with him at this time.

"No, you can't. "I don't want to answer......... He wanted to talk to her when the woman didn't tell the truth, and now ......... He didn't want to talk about it......

Looking at this unreasonable man, Ye Xinluo was about to cry, "Beichen Rui, can you let go, your hand hurts." ”

In desperation, Ye Xinluo had no choice but to take out Jingxi's set and sell her cuteness.........

Hearing this, he let go of her hand, however, the next second, grabbed it again.

Ye Xinluo: "........."

……… What to do, it's like a slap to kill this dead man......

"Who do you want to touch if you don't let me touch it?" Gong Shaoyu?" Beichen Rui's tone was cold, and when he thought of those photos, his anger rose uncontrollably.

Don't give her a chance to speak, kiss her lips, suck her lilac tongue, linger with it.

Ye Xinluo was forced to bear it, thinking that as soon as he came, he asked himself what he had done tonight, thinking of the things he bought for him, he said no, thinking that he waved his watch to the ground without hesitation and fell apart.

A trace of pain appeared in my heart, which instantly spread to all my limbs, and then rapidly expanded...

Ye Xinluo only felt that he was about to suffocate in pain, and tears were at this moment...... Uncontrolled flow down...

The palm of his hand touched something sticky, kissed her movements, and got up slightly, only to see that Ye Xinluo's small face at this time was already dissatisfied with tears.

His eyes stared blankly at the ceiling, like a doll, without a trace of life...

In an instant, there was no continuing nature, and he got off her, sat aside, whether she was there or not, and took a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

He doesn't usually smoke much, except when he's in a particularly upset mood.

Soon, a cigarette smoked, and when she turned her head to look, she still kept what she was doing, and she didn't know what she was thinking...

Pursing her lips, she didn't speak, got up and went to the bedroom, took a blanket and put it over her.

Ye Xinluo curled up in a ball, clasped his hands on his knees, and stared at the floor with blank eyes.

Standing on the side and looking at her condescendingly, I don't know how long I watched, then I withdrew my gaze and turned to leave.

As soon as I walked to the door, before I could close the door, I saw the elevator door open, and Beichen Jue... Mohan... The three of Steward Lin came out of it.

Beichen Jue came to him and scolded him, "Stinky boy, what are you doing?"

Without answering his question, he glanced sideways at Mo Han. The latter lowered his head and did not dare to look at him.

"Grandpa, why are you here?" asked Beichen Rui.

"Never mind why I'm here. Beichen Jue said angrily, "Xinluo, did you quarrel? Stinky boy, are you going to be angry with me?"

Beichen Rui rubbed his swollen and painful eyebrows, and let go of the way, Beichen Jue clearly saw the scene of Ye Xinluo curled up on the sofa.

A touch of distress flashed in his heart, he walked into the house, and before he could open his mouth when he came to the sofa, Ye Xinluo on the sofa opened his mouth, "Go out." ”

"Xinluo girl. The old man called softly, "Girl, that stinky boy from Beichen Rui is not sensible, don't be angry with him, I'll help you beat him." ”

After that, he was going to get up and beat Beichen Rui.

Ye Xinluo closed his eyes, his voice raised a few decibels, and his tone was a lot colder, "Go out..."