Yan Murong felt very aggrieved, he felt that Teng Xiangling's woman not only deceived him emotionally and made him excited for a long time, but also deceived his young, pure heart.

This untrained little man suddenly looked forward to the arrival of that moment, but he waited, waited, waited, and was indeed ruthlessly abandoned, and that hot, passionate heart fell to the bottom in an instant.

It's not terrible to fall to the bottom - it's terrible that he was 10,000 meters in the air before he fell.

Teng Xiangling didn't take him home, took him to the hotel, and only opened one room.

Looking at the envious eyes of the waiter, Yan Murong's vanity was satisfied like never before.

Unlike other hotels, the rooms here are warmly furnished and not cold like other hotels. The orange light gives people a sense of homely warmth - the only fly in the ointment is, why are there 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. "At night, 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 vigorously defended. "You said you wanted to be my woman."

Teng Xiangling said lightly. "I don't have a good memory, I said something during the day, and now I forget it all."

Then--Then Yan Murong cried, a pure little virgin who was deceived of his feelings and heart, threw himself into the quilt and shed tears of sadness.

"Yo, still angry?" Teng Xiangling looked at Yan Murong, who was sitting at the table and eating a basket of xiaolongbao, and said with a smile. "You can't blame me for this, you have dirty thoughts yourself, I haven't said anything about you yet."

“――”

Yan Murong ignored her and continued to vent her deep dissatisfaction and anger on the xiaolongbao in the cage drawer. It was as if that xiao long bao was Teng Xiangling--he had to bite it hard, then swallow it, and finally expel it vigorously, so as to relieve his hatred of being fooled-since he couldn't get on her, then bite her to death.

"Hey." Teng Xiangling patted Yan Murong's arm, looked at him and asked seriously. "You just want me to be your woman so much?"

"I don't want to." Yan Murong said angrily.

"Then why are you angry?" Teng Xiangling said with a smile, she suddenly found that it was quite interesting to flirt with Yan Murong.

"I'm not angry." Yan Murong argued.

"Okay." Teng Xiangling smiled and said. "Since you're not angry, how about we stay here tonight? I think it's nice and cozy. ”

"Smack!"

Yan Murong put the empty cage drawer on the table, stood up and walked out, Teng Xiangling looked at his back and giggled twice, before settling the account and going out.

Yan Murong was really angry? No, he wasn't angry, not angry at all, he made this angry look, but he started playing dumb again.

Just looking at his heartbroken, as if his wife had run away with someone else, many young girls who have just fallen in love, or young women who have been in love several times, will have the idea of coming over and pity him, even Teng Xiangling, he feels that Yan Murong's expression is so sad and helpless at this time, just like - uh, I want to be a homeless child who has been sold by human traffickers.

If I had known what was going on in his heart, I am afraid that any woman would have wanted to come up and kick him a few times in his rather handsome face - and wait until he had trampled his handsome little face into a big cake, and then spit on him and pointed at his nose and cursed. "Call you eggs cute, tell you to pretend to be innocent and sympathize."

I have to say that Yan Murong's acting skills, I'm afraid that the little golden man, the golden palm, the golden rooster and the golden horse can save enough for a drawer. His idea is very simple, that is, he can't be led by the nose by Teng Xiangling's woman - it was not easy for her to beg for herself, don't pretend to be an uncle at this time, will she still have a chance in the future? ――

"Whoa!"

Situ Jin looked angry, and his two little eyes were full of anger.

It seems that he was not lightly angry, and his chest fell together because of his anger, and the plates and forks on the dining table also suffered together, and they all fell to the ground and became pieces of pieces.

Perhaps because of the excessive force, some of the fragments were still beating restlessly, which made Situ Jin even more annoyed - he felt that even those plate fragments were laughing at him.

"You sit down for me." Situ Fan looked at Situ Jin, who was standing there panting in his chest, and shouted in a deep voice.

"What did you fall? Can you knock back what you said by smashing the plate? You're good, eclectic, outspoken, and say anything -- wait until someone carries you to the board and slaughter it, and then run home to ask for help, and let me wipe your ass, you can bear it, you can really do it. ”

Situ Jin sat down angrily, picked up the only remaining glass of milk in front of him and drank it with a clatter, even the brand-name casual jacket that was wet with spilled milk because he was too anxious, he didn't bother to care.

He hated Yan Murong, and his hatred was beyond words.

How can he have Teng Xiangling? Why would he win? Why did he want the Situ family?

These are not the ones that make him angry.

What made him most angry was what Situ Fan said to him just now.

Situ Fan said that Yan Murong would come to his Situ house to negotiate with them to settle this 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 doomed him to be unbearable - when did he Situ have to look at other people's faces and act? In the past, he used such an excuse to refuse others to come to the door, but he didn't think that one day, he would also be rejected by others.

It was unbearable for him.

"Now you'll listen to me." Situ Fan pointed to Situ Jin's nose and said. "From now on, you will stay at home for me, and you will not go anywhere - if you dare to step out of this house, I will break your legs."

"Why? It's not fair. Situ Jin shouted.

"Unfair? Hum. Situ Fan said with a cold snort. To tell you plainly, there is no justice in this world. Am I being unfair to you? Have you ever thought that what you say and do is unfair to our father-in-law? ”

After speaking, Situ Fan stood up, took the coat handed by the servant, and left the house without looking back.

However, he didn't notice the fleeting gloom that flashed in Situ Jin's eyes.

PS: Ask for flowers again, ask for collection!