The yard is not very bright.

Under the hazy street lamp, the man has a straight posture and a cold breath.

Even if he couldn't see the emotions on his face clearly, he felt an aura of suppressed danger.

"You...... How are you in the yard? ”

Lan Xixi's voice was worried, I don't know if he saw the picture just now.

Bo Zhanye's sharp eyes like a falcon stared at her, and he said coldly: "Shouldn't you give me an explanation for the phenomenon just now?" ”

Questioning, getting angry.

Apparently heard!

Lan Xixi was stunned.

What to do? Tell him about Lan Jiao and Bo Xilang?

No, with his noble and cold character, if he knew that the green grassland above his head, the Bo family and the Lan family would definitely be turned upside down, and Lan Jiao would definitely not let her go when she woke up.

Also, she who caused this crisis will never end well.

It can't be revealed by her.

Her hesitation fell in Bo Zhanye's eyes, and she directly became a void of heart.

He stepped forward and grabbed her wrist, and his voice was cold:

"Can't tell? Still don't have the face to say?

Lan Xixi, I didn't expect you to be so bold, with the identity of Mrs. Bo, hooking up with three and four, Lan Jiao will not be as ignorant of self-respect as you. ”

What the?

Lan Jiao won't hook up like her? Don't know your own weight?

He has such a high opinion of Lan Jiao and so low for her?

Lan Xixi thought it was ridiculous,

She looked at him with three parts anger and seven points sarcasm:

"Yes, that's what I am! Lan Jiao is so good, why don't you stay by her side and wake her up with love? What are you doing here? ”

She was prickly and sharp.

Like a rose, like a hedgehog.

So, is she admitting to seducing Bo Xilang?

Bo Zhanye's face sank to the ground, colder than the ice and snow of the wax moon in the depths of winter.

He dragged her upstairs and threw her on the bed.

The weight of strength is not gentle.

His tall body stood on the edge of the bed, which was even more dangerous.

Lan Xixi's face turned pale with fright, and he looked at him in panic: "What are you doing?" ”

"What to do? Shouldn't you be clear? ”

Bo Zhan Ye threw out his words coldly, his slender hand unbuttoned his blazer, and then pulled his tie and threw it aside.

A series of movements are elegant and charming.

On the contrary, countless terrifying breaths arose.

Lan Xixi probably guessed what he was going to do, was afraid, resisted, and stood up:

"I'll see if Xiaomo and Yaya have come back."

It's an excuse, and it also wants to remind him that he is the father of the child and should be sensible.

Correct.

Bo Zhanye thought of the picture of her and Bo Xilang's intimacy, and his heart was full of anger.

He grabbed her thin wrist and pulled her back, his gaze was unusually deep, and he stared at her unusually coldly:

"Run for what? Even Bo Xilang seduces, aren't you just short of men? Well?

That being the case, I don't mind satisfying you. ”

As the words fell, he grabbed her chin, lifted it, and locked her lips fiercely.

"Hmm! Uh-huh......"

Lan Xixi's eyes widened suddenly, struggling desperately.

What does he do! Crazy!

Even if she and Bo Xilang really had something, why did he do this to her!

She hit him hard with both hands and beat him, but where did the angry man give her a chance?

She is like a stranded fish, the meat on the board, and she has no power to resist.

What to do?

Is that terrible thing going to happen again?

Just when Lan Xixi was helpless and desperate.

"Daddy."

"Mommy."

"Are you in there?"

The innocent voices of the two cute babies sounded outside the door.

The night of the Bo War finally stopped.

Only then did he realize that the eyes of the people under him were red, tears were streaming down their faces, and their little faces were dyed with endless fear and nervousness.

Damn it!

She deserves to be punished for making a mistake, but seeing her like this, how can it seem like his fault?

Lan Xixi took advantage of the moment and pushed him away: "You go out quickly!" ”

The voice was hysterical, trembling and choking.

Bo Zhanye twisted his sword eyebrows, stared coldly at her pitiful appearance, and finally got up:

"Let you go this time, if there is a next time, I will let you taste what is really cleaned up."

Dropping the words, he pulled the quilt over her and threw it on her, turned around, and strode out.

When he opened the door, he was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and his face was dignified, and he was still the same man who stood tall, and he was very different from the angry man before.

However, the breath on his body was still very cold.

When Bo Xiaomo and Lan Yaya saw him, they asked curiously:

"Daddy, what were you doing in the room just now? You didn't even hear when we came back? ”

"Uncle, did you see my mommy?"

Bo Zhanye lowered his gaze and looked at the two children who were only up to his knees, and his lips opened:

"It's a bit of a deal. Your mommy is asleep. ”

"Oh! Hush! Then let's leave quietly and don't wake up my mommy. ”

Lan Yaya naively believed it, gently took the door, and pulled Bo Zhanye and Bo Xiaomo away.

With the sound of their footsteps, the air quickly became quiet.

Inside the house.

Lan Xixi was lying on the bed, covering the quilt, and tears couldn't help but burst out of her eyes.

She has always felt that she replaces Lan Jiao, plays his wife, and solves the problem for him temporarily, and they are in an equal relationship.

But the humiliation and bullying he gave just now was like a hammer to break her ridiculous cognition.

In front of him, she is just a substitute, a negligible existence, as long as he is slightly dissatisfied, she will mercilessly clean up and insult.

Tears, drop by drop.

Wet cheeks, wet neck, wet pillow towels......

The long night seemed to have no end.

The next morning.

It was nearly nine o'clock.

The two little guys have already gone out to play, and Lan Xixi has not yet gone downstairs.

Bo Zhanye finished his morning exercises, read the newspaper, and dealt with some work, but he still didn't hear any movement.

He couldn't help frowning, he made a mistake, and he didn't have the attitude of admitting his mistake? Still snooze?

He stepped upstairs, pushed the door open, and was about to get angry, only to find that—

In the large bedroom, it was empty and quiet, where was there a shadow of someone?

The sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, and on the bedside table, there is a piece of paper fluttering.

Bo Zhanye walked over, his slender fingers picking up the paper.

Then, his complexion sank instantly!