Obviously just a dispensable character, why did he have to ask Qin Tong to exchange her for Tang Nuan'er.

Do you think she's not miserable enough?

Wen Shiyu saw that Song Yixi was silent, and leaned back on the back of the chair proudly.

Dead woman, go sadly!

Let her like that garbage dog thing and dislike him, she deserves it.

The car was driving smoothly and the atmosphere inside the car was quiet.

Wen Shiyu gradually couldn't sit still and glanced at Song Yixi.

The woman leaned against the window, her eyes looking out and not knowing what she was thinking, a small ball, looking pitiful and fragile.

He pursed his lips.

How long will this dead woman be lost?

That dog thing is so important to her?

"Song Yixi!" He shouted.

Song Yixi clenched the seat belt, her fingers were tensed, and her weak voice was slightly choked: "I want to go home." ”

Wen Shiyu's back stiffened, his eyelashes twitched, and he looked at her.

She turned her head, and there was a glint of water in her eyes: "Wen Shiyu, let me go home." ”

"You have no home for a long time, you are not allowed to go back!" Her home has already been burned down by him, back to a fart!

"Then I'm going back too, stop, I'm going to get out of the car."

Wen Shiyu yelled at the driver: "Don't stop!" "She just doesn't want to be with him so much?

Song Yixi bit her lip tightly, and looked at him with red eyes.

He has Tang Nuan'er, what are he doing with her.

Wen Shiyu met her gaze and met her coldly.

After a while, Song Yixi rubbed his red eyes, turned his head, and stopped talking.

Wen Shiyu snorted coldly, she was still wronged.

He would never coax her!

In this stalemate atmosphere, all the way to the home of the Warm Time Domain.

The palace-like gorgeous building is located deep in the forest, and Song Yixi was stunned when he got out of the car and saw it.

Wen Shiyu walked in the forefront, and everywhere he passed, the servants all bowed down and respectfully called him young master.

"Arrange a room for this woman!" He said.

An old man who looked like a housekeeper walked over: "Young master, where is the arrangement?" ”

Wen Shiyu opened his mouth, and then shouted: "Whatever!" Just don't freeze to death! ”

The housekeeper was stunned, glanced at Song Yixi, and said, "Yes......"

In the end, the housekeeper arranged a small room for Song Yixi, although it was not bad, but compared with other rooms in this place, it was not a little worse.

Song Yixi sat on the bed and listened to the gossip of several maids in the maid's room next door.

"Why did the young master bring back a woman who looks similar to Miss Tang?"

"I don't know, this time Miss Tang came back, and the young master didn't suck her blood anymore."

"After all, Miss Tang is very resistant."

"The two of them are probably twins, Miss Tang's blood concentration is so high, her shouldn't be low, so the young master brought her back as a substitute to reduce Miss Tang's burden."

"Thinking about it this way, the young master still loves Miss Tang's ......"

"yes!"

The more Song Yixi listened, the paler his face became, substitute.

He refused to let her go back, because he wanted to continue sucking her blood!

He has so many adaptors, and he wants to find her, because he thinks she is very easy to bully, isn't it!

Anger jumped above his head, and Song Yixi grabbed the vase at hand and smashed it out.

"Bang-"

There was a shattering sound.

Wen Shiyu had just walked to her door and was almost hit by a vase, he took a step back, his face was ugly: "Dead woman, what are your grievances against me?" ”

How dare you drop him!

Hearing his voice, Song Yixi glanced at him expressionlessly.

Bastard dog man.

At this time, the little maids next door ran out of the room one by one, and their voices were crisp and in unison: "Young master! ”