Seeing that Rong Yin drank a lot of wine, Duan Hanting frowned, and also picked up a wine glass to greet him, taking Rong Yin into his arms.

He protected Rongyin like a wall, helping her block all the wine.

Rongyin's alcohol consumption was not particularly good, so she said goodbye and asked Duan Hanting to stay, she turned around and walked in the direction of the bathroom, and saw Murong Yan and Fu Xin squatting in the corner and smoking.

Murong Yan still had tears on her face, looking at Rong Yin and turning her face away, Fu Xin nodded at her in a friendly way and said hello.

Rong Yin also let out a smile, bowed slightly at her, and entered the toilet.

This Lady Murong is also a legendary figure.

The background is ominous, the parents are ominous, and there is no good family background, but he has become a continuation of Murong Heng, from a little-known love. The woman became the hostess of the Murong Mansion.

Some people praised her for her good means, while others felt unworthy for the late Mrs. Murong.

Murong Heng married a woman, or the daughter of the Ling Army, Cheng Xuese, but died in the family struggle of the Murong family, became cannon fodder, and died a sloppy and tragic death.

Many people say that the current Mrs. Murong looks very much like the late Mrs. Murong, but they think it is unlikely, after all, everyone knows how much Murong Heng dislikes his original partner, how could he find a substitute for her?

After thinking about it for a while, Rong Yin came out of the toilet, went to the faucet to wash his hands, and turned around and bumped into Mrs. Murong.

Fu Xin met her eyes and smiled slightly, "Mrs. Duan, do you have time to talk to me a few words?" ”

Rong Yin's eyes shone slightly.

The two of them didn't have any friendship, and they didn't know what to talk about, but it would be rude to refuse, so they smiled and agreed, "Okay." ”

Murong Yan didn't wait outside, she should have gone back.

Fu Xin took Rongyin to the back garden, where there are Portuguese ~ grape racks, large bunches of purple grape ~ grape hanging on the shelf, looking very cute, and many guests are picking and eating here.

Rong Yin is the first time to see the Portuguese ~ grape rack, it is very strange, walking in is extremely cool, there are people to wash the Portuguese ~ grape up, Rong Yin picked one and fed it into the mouth, it is very sweet, the juice is very sufficient.

Looking at Fu Xin again, he had already climbed the ladder to pick up the master. The big string was shown to Rongyin, and I saw that the string of grapes ~ grapes were all crystal full, like dazzling purple gems.

And Fu Xin, wearing a purple dress, blended with Portugal ~ grapes, a pair of deer-like eyes smiled and bent up, indescribably playful and charming.

With such a charming woman, it is no wonder that she will capture the heart of Murong Dashuai.

Wash the Portuguese ~ grapes and put them on the tray, Fu Xin and Rongyin went out, found a shady place, and sat on the bench while eating Portuguese ~ grapes and chatting.

A body full of smoke and a body full of wine smell are just used to solve the problem with Portuguese ~ grapes.

Fu Xin was the first to speak and apologized to Rong Yin, "My fifth sister is used to being willful and offended Madame, and I hope that Madame Haihan will not be like her." ”

Rong Yin smiled faintly, "It's okay." It's just a few words of quarrel, so I don't take it to heart. ”

Even Deng Shiwen has experienced it, compared with Deng Shiwen, Murong Yan is already good, at least she didn't stick it upside down on Duan Hanting in front of her.

"Madame. Generous. I have also persuaded Ah Yan, the twisted melon is not sweet, and a married woman, no matter how much she loves, she can't love, there is no grass at the end of the world, why do you have to hang yourself on a tree? ”

Rong Yin was very heartwarming when he heard this, and sighed lightly, "Mrs. Murong is transparent, it's a pity that not everyone understands such a simple truth, and not everyone can do it." ”

"No matter how rational a person is, once he is contaminated with love, he will inevitably act rashly, and the so-called love is originally impulsive."

Fu Xin smiled bitterly, "There are those who can control themselves, and there are those who can't control themselves at all." The word 'emotion' itself is full of uncontrollability, and it is beyond human power to resist. ”

Rong Yin listened to this set of words, and asked with interest: "Madame is studying psychology?" ”

"What kind of mentality, I grew up in the countryside, and I haven't been to school for a few years." Fu Xin said ashamedly, "Let Mrs. Duan laugh." ”

Rong Yin said: "No, I admire my sister's opinion, you can publish a book, better than emotional experts." ”

"Sister, don't make fun of me, what an emotional expert, I'm just suffering more emotional injuries than others, and the lessons I have learned." Fu Xin laughed to himself.

Rongyin sighed to herself: "Some things do have to be experienced by yourself to know whether they are bitter or sweet, but listening to my sister's words, it is really a person who has experienced great sorrow and joy to have such a deep understanding, which is not easy." ”

Fu Xin looked at Rong Yin and heard the temptation in her voice, but he also said unabashedly: "If you have died once, you can more or less realize something, otherwise wouldn't you die in vain?" ”

Rong Yin's heart was heavy, and when he looked at Fu Xin again, his eyes darkened.

After chatting for a while, the man came over.

"I said I couldn't find you no matter how I looked for it, so I was stealing my mouth here."

Murong Heng walked over with a tiger face, looked at Fu Xin with some sadness, and then glanced at the big string of Portuguese ~ grapes, and asked in surprise: "Where did the Portuguese ~ grapes come from?" ”

Fu Xin raised his finger and pointed to the Portuguese ~ grape shelf behind him, "Blind?" ”

Murong Heng looked up, he really didn't see it just now, his eyes were focused on her bare feet with her high heels off, and she was wandering there lazily like this, not afraid of provoking sex. The wolf came to the door.

Small waves~

Rong Yin looked at Murong Heng, his body tensed for no reason, but he didn't dare to move, for fear that something that shouldn't fall would fall out.

Murong Heng was tired of Fu Xin and asked her to feed him a grape~grape, Fu Xin twisted his eyebrows and said, "Don't you have your own hands?" ”

"Hand hold."

His two hands were around her waist and the other on her left side, encircling her in his arms and blocking her feet from being seen.

Fu Xin was speechless and fed him one.

Rong Yin watched quietly from the side, his eyes caught a glimpse of a figure, Duan Hanting saw a scene of spicy eyes as soon as he came, and his face sank into disgust, "Well." Who thought I was showing affection just now? ”

Murong Heng was eating Portuguese~ grapes, very proud, and raised his eyebrows to look at Duan Hanting, "If you show it, don't you allow me to show it?" ”

Duan Hanting snorted lightly, "If we are jealous, let's just say it, why bother to follow suit." ”

Rongyin "tsk" and kicked him, whether he could speak.

Fu Xin also laughed at Murong Heng, "Isn't it Dong Shi Xiaofeng." This style of painting is not for you. Let's go, Mr. Dong Shi, let's not be embarrassed here. ”

She said goodbye to Rong Yin and Duan Hanting, and finally took a deep look at Rong Yin and dragged Murong Heng away.

Duan Hanting sat down beside Rong Yin, and also picked a grapevine~ grape and fed it into his mouth, "Well, this grape~ grape is quite sweet." ”

Rong Yin covered his chest. At the mouth, looking at the backs of Fu Xin and Murong Heng leaving, thoughtful.

"What's wrong? Disgusting? ”

Duan Hanting saw that Rong Yin's face was a little wrong, and wanted to help her rub it, but Rong Yin grabbed his hand, "Don't make trouble...... I'm fine. ”

"You don't look like you're fine."

Duan Hanting put down his hand and looked at her with staring eyes, "What's the matter, what serious topics have you been talking about with Madam Murong?" ”

Rong Yin paused his gaze on Duan Hanting's face, hesitated for a moment, but the words came to his lips, "Talk about Murong Yan, do you want to hear it?" ”

“……”

Duan Hanting suddenly felt that the Portuguese ~ grapes in his mouth were difficult to swallow, coughed lightly, and sneered: "It's almost time for the groom to come to toast, let's go back quickly." ”

As soon as he talked about this, he was weak-hearted, and his glory stopped at the point, and he was not aggressive, and when he returned to the banquet hall, he pushed the cup and changed the lamp.

Finally, the wedding ended smoothly.

Back at the hotel, Duan Hanting and Rong Yin were a little drunk, Duan Hanting was full of alcohol, and went to the bathroom to take a shower first, Rong Yin listened to the sound of the shower, sat up, and took out something from his chest.

One folded handkerchief was handed to her by Fu Xin in the afternoon in the garden.

Rong Yin opened it and took a look, his pupils shrank heavily, and what was drawn on the handkerchief was nothing else, it was the deployment map of the Hunan army!

Fu Xin's words echoed in his ears, "Cheng Xuese is dead, and it is Fu Xin who is alive now." Now that I have survived, I am bound to avenge myself. I want Murong Heng's life. ”