Since he had forgotten everything before, Leng Fu Xiao's current memories related to Yan Muye were connected after he faked his death.

Yan Muye didn't have the slightest impression of Leng Fu Xiao before, but he had a vague feeling in his heart, feeling that he had some kind of connection with this man. And now hearing Leng Fu Xiao say it to himself like issuing an order, Yan Muye suddenly felt like laughing, this man is really too naïve, as if he is rarely her woman.

Seeing that Yan Muye just looked at him quietly, as if he was looking at something funny, but he didn't get closer to his side, Leng Fu Xiao twisted his eyebrows unhappily: "Are you deaf, don't you hear me talking to you now?" ”

Yan Muye: "Huh? Are you talking to me? What are you talking about, why can't I hear me? ”

Yan Muye deliberately pretended to be deaf in his ears, and his whole little face was twisted together. It's like a constricted marshmallow, and it looks awkward.

Leng Fu Xiao knew that she was pretending: "Are you sure you can't hear it?" ”

Yan Muye: "??? ”

"I counted to three. If you don't dare, I'll dismantle you. ”

Leng Fu Xiao had a cold face, his face still had some injuries from the sky, and the corners of his mouth had been beaten with blood. Despite this, he still raised his right hand, and on the wrist of his right hand, there was an extremely shocking strangulation mark: "Three. ”

Yan Muye still stood motionless. She really wanted to see what this man would do, or what little tricks he would play with herself.

I didn't see him for a while, and when I saw him again, he really had a slight change compared to before.

For example, when I was at the Château de Chambord Solon. This man always has a stinky face and puts on a look that no one is close to. And now, this man is as naïve as a three-year-old. I'm afraid that Xiao Baozi is not as naïve as him.

"Two."

Leng Fu Xiao was already a little anxious at the moment. I don't know if this woman will give herself steps, if she doesn't give steps, then he will ...... Leng Fu Xiao directly clenched the fingers that were originally stretched out together, and then formed a fist with green tendons on the back of his hand.

He gave himself steps!

"One!"

Bai Yuxiao stood aside and watched this scene quietly. If Leng Fu Xiao really did something unforgivable to his little girl, then he was by no means a good person. Leng Fu Xiao is very likely that just a second before he is about to do something unforgivable, he will lie under Yan Muye's feet.

"Humph! But if you don't come, the husband can bend and stretch, so Lao Tzu doesn't have the same knowledge as you. ”

As he spoke, Leng Fu Xiao walked directly towards Yan Muye. Then he pitifully stretched out his hand, raised his arm, and looked at the person next to him.

"Look at it, no matter how we say it, we are also the one who has had a skin-to-skin relationship, it is him, he beat your son's father like this, and your previous husband like this, can you bear it?"

Yan Muye really couldn't understand Leng Fu Xiao's operation. Leng Fu Xiao's words were all dissatisfied with Bai Yuxiao. He seemed to be blind, and he only knew how to accuse Bai Yuxiao of hurting himself, but he completely ignored his own harm to others.

"What, Mr. Leng has also started to pretend to be pitiful?"