The cold and ruthless man had already stepped away and stepped into the room.

Jiang Chuan paused beside the housekeeper for a moment, "Young master is in a bad mood, remember, be cautious in your words and deeds!" ”

The housekeeper nodded busily, he could see that the young master was not only in a bad mood, but also angry!

Back in the bedroom, Shangguan Lingjing went into the bathroom to take a bath.

Standing under the shower, letting the water rush over him, closing his eyes, what came to mind was Suf's face.

With a provocative smile, his eyes were stubborn and unyielding.

Shangguan Ling brushed his wet hair behind his head with one hand, revealing a full and smooth forehead, and he slammed his fist on the wall, and let out a low curse: "Damn it! ”

She hates Xu Xiaomin, didn't he send Xu Xiaomin to her and let her play?

She repeatedly asked where Pan Yu was and whether he had been punished, didn't he let Pan Yu appear in front of her and let her punish her wantonly?

That wasn't enough, what else did she want?

Xiang Zhiping has never been embarrassed, let alone hurt him, for what?

It's not her face, her baby's face.

When he was on a business trip, he learned that she had fled and returned to China with Lucifer, and Shangguan Ling tried his best to restrain himself.

Holding back the burning anger that rolled in his chest.

Until now, when I returned to the bedroom, I saw the bed on which the two of them used to linger.

All kinds of emotions came to my heart in an instant.

Angry, annoyed, disappointed, speechless

The intertwined emotions have derived another kind of unspeakable discomfort.

Choked in his throat, he was extremely uncomfortable.

Leaving the bathroom, Shangguan Ling fastened the belt of his nightgown and wiped his ink-colored hair with a towel in one hand.

Harry didn't know when he came in, ran to the end of the bed, curled up in a ball and fell asleep.

Shangguan Ling came to the end of the bed, leaned over and carried it by the back of the neck, and carried it in mid-air.

Harry, who was awakened in his sleep, looked terrified.

After seeing that it was the owner, he meowed pitifully, kicked his limbs, and begged to be let go.

"Useless stuff." Shangguan Ling's eyes were condensed, and his deep voice was even more displeased.

Harry tugged at his front paws to hold his hand, screaming weakly, trying to please his master.

Shangguan Ling's cold eyes narrowed dangerously, "You say, what do you want?" When she goes, won't you go with her? ”

Damn it!

God knows how much he wants to know if Sove, the conscienceless white-eyed wolf, is now with Lucifer and has done anything to be sorry for him.

Did she kiss Lucifer again, did she hug Lucifer again without shame or irritability!

"Meow."

His beard was pinched, and Harry let out a wail.

The small bell hanging around the neck is particularly eye-catching.

Shangguan Ling threw it on the sofa with one hand, "You still want to sleep in the bed?" Oh, this month's dried fish is gone! ”

Harry's chubby body rolled twice on the couch before he stopped, and he rolled over and sat up, wailing for the dried fish, "Meow! ”

Turn off the lights and go to bed.

Lying on the bed, Shangguan Ling slept in Su Fu's position, and there was still a vague smell of her on the quilt.

With a hint of body fragrance, but more seductive than any big-name perfume.

In the dark night, smelling the breath of Su Fu, Shangguan Ling tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

This bed, they have lingered on it countless times.

Her delicateness, her moisture, her firmness are all fatal temptations.