She didn't mind, turned off the faucet, and instead pulled out two tissues and pressed her cheeks before taking out the lipstick touch-up, she was very close to the mirror, and she was quite calm in the mirror, at least she was calm in her gestures.

Directly opposite the mirror was the door of the bathroom, Tang Luoran did not close it, leaving a thin slit, just covering it up.

Now that the slit was stretched, Fu Ziya was standing at the door in a goose yellow knee-length dress, she lowered her head, her eyes widened, and she looked up at her, and a hint of pride appeared on the corners of her mouth.

As a younger sister, Fu Ziya's appearance is not inferior, but her temperament is too arrogant, which is very different from her eldest son Fu Zichen.

Looking at Fu Ziya reflected in the mirror lightly, Tang Luoran retracted her gaze, she straightened up, put away her lipstick, and turned around to bypass the other party, but who knew that Fu Ziya was blocked at the door.

Fu Ziya!

shouted in his heart, his patience had reached the limit, but Tang Luoran was still silent on his face, and he was so deadlocked.

Actually, she is not afraid.

From now on, she didn't want to tolerate everywhere, she thought that as long as she tolerated it, she would get a trace of Fu Zichen's favor, but now it seems that she thinks too much.

The disappointment that piled up little by little turned into despair.

She was already very disappointed in the Fu family.

Is it? Fu Ziya hooked the corners of her mouth, still provoking her self-esteem, she said, "I wonder how long you have to stay here before you are willing to leave?" Don't you see that? You are not welcome in our family at all, and even my brother hates you. ”

"So what, what do you want to express?" Tang Luoran raised his eyes, his fair and pretty face was even paler in the dim light, and his arrogant eyes were unpleasant.

How dare you look at her like this, how old is she!

has always been pampered, Fu Ziya can't tolerate anyone's contempt, not even a look.

Approaching Tang Luoran, the more she retreated, the closer Fu Ziya became, until she was forced back into the bathroom, Tang Luoran's waist was against the edge of the washbasin, and the marble made her bones hurt.

Grabbing the edge with both hands, Tang Luoran lowered his head slightly, staring at the girl in his early twenties in front of him, exuding a penetrating aura.

If it goes on like this, sooner or later it will be the second Yin Zi.

"I've talked about it, you can still be indifferent, you are really shameless." Fu Ziya sneered, looking away from her face, her pearl earrings glowing pink.

Swallowing his saliva, Tang Luoran gritted his teeth and endured.

Her face was tense, and her chest was a little undulating, obviously a little unbearable.

was so angry that her legs were a little weak, she had to hold on hard, and she had to be distracted to deal with Fu Ziya's lip and tongue attacks, "You'd better speak clearly, I'm still your sister-in-law, how can I tolerate you being so presumptuous." ”

When it comes to upbringing, Tang Luoran obviously knows etiquette better than her.

But if you want to blame the Fu family's status is too high, even if Fu Ziya is arrogant, she is also a child born with a golden spoon, not a wild child like Tang Luoran can compare.

raised his hand and pinched Tang Luoran's chin, revealing her appearance.

"Sister-in-law? Are you kidding? When did I have a sister-in-law, and you are too skillful, with a little posture to seduce my brother, a lowly woman-" Unceremoniously humiliated, almost mercilessly.

"Smack-" Something broke in my head.

Just like the strings were torn apart, Tang Luoran's reason was completely broken, since he couldn't bear it, he didn't need to endure it anymore.

Without waiting for Fu Ziya to finish speaking, she suddenly raised her hand and slapped down on that pretty face.

That's right, she slapped Fu Ziya.

The crisp sound echoed in the spacious bathroom, and the girl in front of her widened her eyes, and immediately covered her stinging face, looking at Tang Luoran in disbelief, "You actually dare to hit me?" ”

"I said it, I'm still your sister-in-law, don't talk too much, you can't blame me." Tang Luoran breathed heavily, her chest rose and fell heavily, because of anger, still unwilling, she didn't care anymore.

The tingling pain in her right hand was so clear, a reminder of what had just happened.

It's a pity that even if it is impulsive, Tang Luoran does not regret it.

Hanging her hand weakly, she shrugged her shoulders, her wandering gaze wandered, and finally landed at the door inadvertently - I saw Fu Zichen standing at the door, I don't know how long he had been standing here.

But judging from his indifferent expression, Tang Luoran knew that he must have seen that scene in his eyes.

The inky black pupils contracted, all the thoughts in his mind were disrupted, Tang Luoran suddenly felt dizzy, his eyes blurred and became clear, and his gaze was always indifferent.

His appearance was like a raging storm, sweeping away her heart with recklessness.

"Zichen......" she muttered, and couldn't help but raise her hand to cover her heart, her chest blocked in panic.

How did he end up here?

Fu Ziya also discovered her sight at this time, and immediately dismissed the intention of scuffling with her, she turned around, stared at him with tears in her eyes, she ran to him as if fleeing and whispered softly, "Brother, you also saw it just now, sister-in-law, she bullied me, my parents were reluctant to beat me, she actually beat me." ”

She burst into tears, if it weren't for her own experience, Tang Luoran might have thought she was telling the truth.

didn't admit her just now, but now she is so affectionate, Fu Ziya is really the same.

Knowing that he had no chance of winning, Tang Luoran simply did not refute, lowered his head and smiled bitterly, his hand supporting the marble platform turned white, and the dim light hit her back, casting a faint halo on her.

Quietly taking her beauty in his eyes, Fu Zichen retracted his gaze as if nothing happened.

Looking down at his sister who was already crying, he raised his hand and rubbed her hair as a comfort, but when he opened his mouth, it was not the same thing, "Ziya, you really shouldn't say that about your sister-in-law." ”