Sima Cheng went directly to Peony's room.

The two of them are going to play a play today, for the purpose? Naturally, he wanted to be angry with Sima Yang.

Sima Yang's current physical condition is very poor, like a balloon all the time, as long as he blows into it again, it will burst with a bang.

In the room, Peony was sitting in front of the dresser and grooming.

She was wearing sexy~ black lace pajamas, with a long drape scattered around her neck, and she combed it with a comb, and her posture was very sultry.

"I thought you wouldn't dare come." Peony looked at the man in the mirror, hooked her demonic ~ glamorous lips, and showed a beautiful smile.

Sima Cheng was shaken by the smile of the peony, she was worthy of being the woman that the old man had taken a fancy to, and she was really amorous.

"I really underestimate you, you are actually Xi Zun's person." Sima Cheng's gaze fell on Peony's belly, and he jokingly said, "The child in your belly won't be Xi Zun's seed, right?" ”

Many people have asked her this question, and Peony is really annoying.

One is that she is not sure who the father of the child is, and the other is that the mother of the child is her, does it matter who the father of the child is?

"If you like this child, I can make you a father."

Sima Cheng felt disgusted, he didn't want to be a father to Xiao Ye. If he had been a father to this child, his head would have become a green grassland.

"For better results, we'd better work hard, but can the child in your belly hold up?

I don't want to a child. Sima Cheng said with a hint of boredom.

The peony is beautiful, but he doesn't play with all women, at least the peony is so dirty, he doesn't touch it.

"Of course there is no problem." Peony got up and grabbed the clothes on his chest, she looked at him charming~ smiling, demonic~ eyes flashed with excitement,

"Have you ever played with a pregnant woman?"

Sima Cheng gritted his teeth, this~ woman!

"Let's have some exciting fun today!" Peony hooked him and got into bed.

……

Peony slept next door to Sima Yang.

Sima Yang has not broken off the idea of having a son over the years, so the women around him have been constant over the years. But not a single woman could live in.

Peony is also expensive for mother and son, so she has a room of her own.

Sima Yang fell asleep groggily, not sleeping soundly, and there was an ambiguous movement next door.

At first, Sima Yang thought it was his auditory hallucination, but when the cry became higher and higher-pitched, Sima Yang heard the voice of the peony.

Peony is very wave in bed, and when she is excited, she can break the roof.

Sima Yang went to the next door on crutches, and the door next door was not closed tightly, revealing a small slit, through which Sima Yang saw two lumps of flesh in Baihuahua.

Sima Yang's eyes widened, he slammed the door open, and shouted angrily, "You guys...... Brute! ”

Both of them were on the rise, and Sima Yang caught the rape in bed, but he couldn't make the two of them stop.

"Brute!" Sima Yang scolded.

He swung his cane and walked towards the two brutes, intending to beat the immoral man severely.

Sima Cheng's back was shorter, he snorted, and spread it on Peony's body, just now, it was too comfortable.

Sima Cheng was very satisfied with Peony's performance, and when Sima Yang, the old thing, died, he could take over this woman.

"Sima Yang, you are so old, do you really think you can still give birth to a son?" Sima Cheng said with a smile.

"What do you mean?" Sima Yang broke through the adultery between the two people, and began to wonder if this child was his son.

Sima Cheng turned over, got off Peony, began to put clothes on his body, and said to Peony,

"Peony, since he was broken by this old thing, tell him. He won't live long anyway. ”

Peony was lying on the bed with silky eyes, she was undressed, she was watched by two people, and she didn't feel shy.

"Old man, I don't know whose child it belongs to, maybe it's yours, maybe it's ...... Brother Cheng's. ”

“……”

"Whether it's you or Brother Cheng's, it's all surnamed Sima anyway." Peony said confidently.

Sima Cheng was choked by Peony's shameless words, where is this woman here, why is she so shameless.

"You ...... Slut! ”

Sima Yang only felt a stream of blood rushing to his head, and a wave of dizziness hit, Sima Yang's eyes went black, and he fainted on the ground.

Sima Cheng glanced at it, and saw that Sima Yang's face was flushed, and he looked angry.

The two looked at each other, and Peony asked, "Do you see if he's dead?" ”

"Sure enough, it's the most poisonous woman's heart." Sima Cheng said.

"How much better are you than me? You're still his son. The son with Lao Tzu's woman and Lao Tzu to death, you are really good. Peony said unforgivingly.

She put on her pajamas, yawned, and looked lazy, and said, "You get him next door, don't make me noisy, I'm going to sleep."

I'm tired, how long have you not touched a woman. ”

Femme fatale! Sima Cheng put a label on the peony.

He squatted down and probed Sima Yang's snort, his breath was weak, he was not dead yet, but he was not far from death.

He picked up Sima Yang, put him on the bed next door, covered him with a quilt, and pretended to be asleep.

He looked at Sima Yang and said, "Sima Yang, don't blame me for being ruthless, it's you who don't give me a way to live!" ”

was not the biological father and son, Sima Yang consumed the last friendship between the two for the sake of that cheap son.

Sima Cheng came out of Sima Yang's room and ran into Lao He.

"Did the old lady sleep?" Lao He asked.

"Sleep." Sima Cheng said coldly.

He bypassed Lao He, walked downstairs, took two steps, stopped, turned to look at Lao He, and admonished, "My dad finally fell asleep, so don't bother him." ”

"Okay."

Sima Cheng strode downstairs, Lao He stared at Sima Cheng's back for a while, he gently pushed open the door, and saw Sima Yang lying on the bed sideways, and sure enough, he was asleep.

Lao He turned around and went downstairs.

……

The next day, it was noon, and Sima Yang still didn't wake up. Peony went to Sima Yang's room to call someone.

"Ah......h

The bodyguard and Lao He rushed up, and a group of people entered Sima Yang's room, and Lao He and Sima Yang still maintained the posture of yesterday, motionless.

"What's wrong?" Lao He asked.

Peony pointed to Sima Yang who was lying on the bed, and said in a trembling voice, "Brother Yang...... He ......"

Lao He heard that she couldn't come for a reason, so he stepped forward to check, his hand touched Sima Yang's hand, and now his hand was cold.

"Old lady......" Lao He said sadly.

Peony pounced on him and cried, "Brother Yang, why are you so ruthless, just leave, what should I do with the child......"

Lao He didn't believe that Sima Yang was dead, and his trembling hands wiped the pulse on Sima Yang's neck......