Yan Feifei saw that Orlando was really angry, and immediately coaxed, hugged Orlando's waist with a smile, and said coquettishly. "Alright! Not to mention, you manage a lot. ”

"I'm your husband!"

Can't take care of you anymore? Orlando's face finally softened. "Can you be angry with me a few times?"

"No, I like to see you angry, it's cute." The heavy-tasted Yan Feifei said with a smile.

Several other people looked at Yan Feifei like a ghost, when Orlando was angry, where was it cute, it was simply the king of Yama from hell, and others were afraid to die when they saw it, that is, she thought it was cute.

Not long after Orlando lifted the table, Grandma Lu and Lu Huotong's shoes jumped out like rockets, and Yan Feifei dared to hug him in all kinds of coquettishness.

It's still useful to be coquettish at Orlando, and I don't continue to be angry, but looking at Kenny's face, it's still very bad.

"Orlando."

"Shut up."

Kenny called out his name when Orlando snapped him off.

"Yo! Orlando, the eldest cousin can ignore you is tolerant of you, you actually murder him, if I were him, I wouldn't have anything to do with you, the person who killed my mother. ”

Lu Yan's voice fell, and the surroundings instantly fell silent.

The air pressure around Orlando dropped sharply, and the face that was finally soothed by Yan Feifei was as black as the bottom of a pot again, and even his hands trembled violently.

But he didn't get angry, he didn't burst out of his anger, and his real emotions were low, and his blue eyes shining like stardust were bottomless.

The first to get angry was Grandma Lu, who roared angrily at Lu Yan. "Lu Yan, what nonsense are you talking about, get back to the room for me."

"Lu Yan, what are you talking nonsense, I don't blame my brother for this." Kenny also came out to speak for his brother, a rare look of displeasure on his gentle face.

Lu Yan pursed his lips, waved his hand and left, and before leaving, he didn't forget to say another ugly word to stimulate Orlando. "I didn't wrong him."

Yan Feifei, who was holding Orlando, looked at Grandma Lu, who was pale, and Kenny, who was worried about his brother, and Orlando, who was repeatedly lowered.

Although she didn't know exactly what was going on, she was very distressed to see him like this, and she wanted to comfort him, and she knew that not to say too much at this time was the best comfort.

She could only comfort him with a harder hug.

Everyone looked at Orlando with concern, and Orlando seemed to have lost attention to everything around her, immersed in her own thoughts, pushed away Yan Feifei, who was hugging her, and walked towards her bedroom.

Yan Feifei looked at Grandma Lu and Kenny, and immediately followed.

Entering the room, she saw Orlando holding the picture frame in his hand, staring at the frame without blinking.

Yan Feifei walked over, just glanced at it, and guessed that the woman holding a cute and cute little boy in the photo frame was Orlando's mother, and the little boy was Orlando's child.

For the first time, she didn't want to gossip at all, she just wanted to accompany him and hold him from behind.

"Don't you ask me?" Orlando asked in a low voice, hoarse.

"Don't ask."

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Don't be afraid!"

"Didn't you hear Lu Yan say that I killed my mother?"

"I don't know, I just know that you love me and you won't hurt me."

Everyone has their own story, and she has it, and Orlando has it too.

Emma, according to the number of recommended votes today, I'm afraid I can only have three changes, do you want four changes? Hurry up and give the referral ticket! Today, when it reaches two thousand, I will add more~