The cold young man carried the bun lantern in his hand with one hand, and wrapped it around Qinghui's neck with the other, and there seemed to be a trace of stubbornness on his cold and beautiful face.

The pitch-black pupils were half-closed and half-closed, and the long black curly eyelashes trembled slightly.

Making such an action, he seemed to be a little uncomfortable, but he didn't hesitate at all, as if he was also going to do it to the person who was still a thief just now and coveted Qinghui.

Swear sovereignty to all.

The person in front of him is his.

Don't covet it.

It can only be his.

The lips of the two were so close to each other, and then the tip of Sheng Moyuan's tongue gently rubbed Qinghui's lips, and a pair of eyes carefully observed Qinghui's expression.

Naturally, he saw the scene where Qinghui threw sugar.

The depression in my heart just now dissipated, and I even wanted to laugh a little.

Even the candy can be thrown out to beat people, which is probably not light.

really made Qinghui angry, and he could still leave a life under Qinghui's men.

But it's really unusual.

But if he hadn't come up and stopped him, it is estimated that the two of them would really have no way to live.

Of course, he didn't have a heart attack.

It's just because of Qinghui's relationship with that person's mother.

I heard that warlocks pay a lot of attention to this aspect of things, just like Zhou Zilin's mother said just now, if you deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors, most people will not end well.

Although he felt that Qinghui was a minority in his heart, this kind of thing was not allowed to gamble.

This is his wife, and this is the rest of his life.

That naturally needs to be carefully protected.

Do what he can.

So it's okay to teach a lesson, if you really want to take the lives of those two people, forget it.

There are disadvantages and no advantages for Qinghui.

Feeling Qinghui huff and bite his lip, he wanted to push him away and chase him.

It really looks like he wants to cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

Sheng Moyuan couldn't help but be a little funny.

Slightly withdrew his head, licked the place where he was bitten by Qinghui, the corners of his lips pursed slightly, looked at Qinghui's face, and said in a low voice, "She has broken off relations with you, is it good to counteract this time, if there is a next time, I will definitely not stop you." ”

And this is no longer a case of severing ties and severing ties.

It seems that Zhou Zilin is going to break a leg, and Zhou Zilin's mother's arm doesn't know if it can be taken back under Qinghui's violence.

When the two of them go back, I just don't know if they will feel remorse when they think of all this.

It's just that Qinghui's appearance just now is a little too terrifying.

I don't know how a person who is usually so lazy and fairy, and doesn't want to deal with others at all, can have such a violent mood.

And the emotions are too strong and paranoid, and that feeling doesn't make Sheng Moyuan feel good.

There was always a way for her to disappear in pursuit of this kind of collision, although he felt that Qinghui himself might not think it was anything bad at all.

But as long as he thought about the feeling that Qinghui had given him just now, he had an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

It's like some bad mood is rising, and you want to destroy everything you see in front of you.

The corners of Sheng Moyuan's lips pursed slightly.

Looking at Qinghui's expressionless little face.

Her cheeks seemed to bulge slightly, and her eyes were lazy, as if she was still sulking.

Sheng Moyuan lowered his head slightly, his forehead rested on her shoulder, and the corners of his lips lifted slightly.