Chapter 996: Out of Control 7

"Lost company." Tian Yuan took a few steps back and turned around to leave, she didn't want to get involved in the matter of father and son.

"After the banquet, I will ask Rong Yi to send you back, tell that woman, and if I talk to you these words again, there will be no place for her in the castle." Shang Rong stretched out his hand and quickly grabbed Tian Yuan's arm, but when he opened his mouth, he said these words to the child, and when he saw the child standing still, he roared slightly angrily, "Get out!" ”

The child was only eleven years old, and in the face of his father's attitude and anger, he was so frightened that he cried, but he still scolded Tian Yuan for robbing someone else's father, and then he cried and ran away.

Tian Yuan shook off Shang Rong's hand and rubbed his brows, sighing, "I don't want to get involved between you and the child, but you shouldn't treat him like this, no matter what, he is your son, he is still young, only eleven years old." ”

"As long as I want, there are so many people who give me children." What he means is that there is not much more, and he wants an obedient son, not a son who needs him to guard against small movements behind his back.

His patience is very small, only enough to deal with Tian Yuan alone, where is there still the patience to coax this suddenly extra son, if it weren't for the blood lineage, he wouldn't even take care of it.

"You're still just as cold-blooded and ruthless." Tian Yuan had a slight hint of sarcasm, even his own son could say it lightly, how cold-blooded should such a person be?

"Little one, for me, you are just as cold-blooded and ruthless, we are all the same." Shang Rong didn't laugh angrily, the light laughter looked a little cold and weird in the corner where no one was around, "Yuanyuan, have you had enough?" Come back when you've had enough. ”

Shang Rong's tone was very light, like persuading a playful child, as if his side was her most reluctant belonging, and it was her territory.

His tone was so light that he revealed the past of the two, as if they were stuck in the interrupted time they spent with each other, and she just left him for a moment of playfulness and flew to the outside world, and sooner or later she would return to his arms.

Such words made Tian Yuan sound a little harsh, and even felt that no matter where she was or what she was doing, she had never been out of Shang Rong's control.

For her, Shang Rong is like the five-fingered mountain of the Buddha who presses Sun Wukong, no matter how far she climbs, it will always be in the palm of his hand.

This feeling almost made her feel like she was about to suffocate.

almost blurted out, wanting to draw a sentence with Shang Rong.

"I have a boyfriend."

Six words, a short sentence, made Shang Rong's expression change immediately, "Is that Luo Chengjun?" Or the man who was in the army? ”

"It's none of your business." Tian Yuan turned her face and didn't want to be Shang Rong, his eyes were sharp and ruthless, she was afraid that she would not be able to resist the pressure to say something about Xia Shang to persuade him to let go, in that case, it would probably bring trouble to Xia Shang.

The simple thing is that Shang Rong still doesn't know about her and Xia Shang, as long as she doesn't say anything about her and Xia Shang, Shang Rong won't know about it, after all, Xia Shang is in the special forces with the first secrecy, so the troops will not leak this news, and Ning Yueling will not say it.

"No matter who it is, Tian Yuan, listen! You can only be mine! Shang Rong roared angrily, and Tian Yuan's action of turning his face sideways angered him, and just one action made him think like an angry lion.

A few steps forward, stretched out his hand and dragged Tian Yuan into his arms, Shang Rong's arm strength was amazing, Tian Yuan was imprisoned in his arms and couldn't move.

And in the next second, his kiss fell with his body heat, and he accurately grabbed the red lips that he missed already.

Plunder, her mouth, at this moment, is the battlefield he wants to plunder, his domineering, even if he is scarred, but he still endures the pain and blood and has no intention of letting go.