Situ Qinglang finished taking a bath, wiped off the water droplets on his body, and went out in a bath towel.

The sweetheart is still lying on the bed honestly, and her pious posture is almost like Song Jiang Zhao'an in "Water Margin".

He couldn't get angry at all, he was teased by this little girl, how could she think about it like this, and grind him out of temper.

He stepped forward and patted her on the head, "Get up." ”

"Aren't you angry?" Sweetheart immediately looked up, looking at him with big eyes and a fawn-like wetness.

Situ Qinglang was helpless, his tense face finally relaxed, he knocked on her head and said, "Seeing that you have been kneeling for so long, it can be regarded as a sincere apology, I don't know if you were lazy while I was taking a shower just now." ”

"That must not be!" Sweetheart rubbed her knees and slumped on the bed, "I knelt to my grandmother like you knelt when I knelt to my grandmother." ”

Situ Qinglang suddenly suffocated in his chest, almost choking to death by her.

Her knees were red, although she was kneeling on the soft mattress, she was still not spared from bleeding for a long time, seeing her rubbing, Situ Qinglang was a little distressed, so he pulled her leg and put it on his thigh, and said, "I'll help you live blood, you tell me what's going on." ”

“…… Can you not say it?" Sweetheart looked at him with a very weak heart.

"It's a secret again?" Situ Qinglang was helpless, "What did you promise people outside, why didn't you tell me anything?"

"Sue you are also on fire, and I don't want you to be angry about this kind of thing. The sweetheart's reason is full of the original intention of "the concubines are all for your good".

Situ Qinglang pinched his knee with his hand: "How do you know that I will definitely get angry?"

"You're already burning just when you see a text message!" Sweetheart shrank back in pain, really trying to pull his knees back, in fact, he wasn't massaging himself at all, he was torturing himself!

"I'm angry because you're hiding it from me. Situ Qinglang was slow and methodical, "If you tell me everything, I won't be angry." ”

"Really?" Sweetheart tilted her head to look at him.

"Really. Situ Qinglang said calmly.

Sweetheart blinked at him for a long time and shook her head: "No, I still can't sue you." ”

Situ Qinglang almost wanted to vomit blood! I really wanted to pinch her abusive bun face!

"You have to sue me, it's a matter of mine in my family. ”

"But I'm already married to you, and I'm also a member of your family. ”

"So you should sue me even more, you are marrying me and not marrying my third brother. Situ Qinglang looked at her, gradually increasing the force in his hand, and pinched his sweetheart and screamed.

"Tap, it hurts! You're torture!"

"I have other ways to torture to extract confessions, do you want to try them one by one?" Situ Qinglang narrowed his eyes and threatened her.

Sweetheart pitifully clutched her knees and said, "Actually, I'm really doing it for your good, because some things are inevitable even if you know about them." Even if things are the way you think, you can't beat the mandarin ducks. ”

Situ Qinglang's face suddenly sank when he heard this, and he said coldly: "You mean, Qingfeng and Meng Feng's bastard are indeed that kind of relationship?"

Sweetheart hurriedly shook her head desperately: "I didn't say anything, don't take it out of context!"

"It's disgusting enough to think about. Situ Qinglang's mood became more and more irritable, and he couldn't accept that the third brother who had been cared for all the time had a leg with a man, and what was even more unacceptable was that the man was still Meng Feng's shameless thing.