Chapter 937 is ridiculously sad
(Cat pounce Chinese is a military dog trained on a dusty grass every day, this body of dog hair, full of dust and parasites, just like this, spoiled his room like this, and let himself not sleep in bed?
Seeing it happily take the pillow over, Luo Xi faintly felt uneasy. v o d t . c o m
She doesn't know which one will be done again today, but no matter which one it is, she is like a lamb to the slaughter, without any ability to resist.
Here, in the face of these two people, except for Jing Mohao, no one can save himself.
But now, where is he ...
Outside the door, at a corner, a sassy figure stared coldly at the scene at the door.
As if he understood what kind of drama it was at a glance, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he turned around, climbed over the window, and walked away.
Su Heng looked at the hound and took out the pillow as if he was asking for merit and reward, and smiled slightly.
It seems that this Luoxi is bound to be planted in his own hands today.
Even if someone wants to frame her, she can't escape being convicted, after all, now that everyone has stolen goods, no one can say anything.
Although he doesn't have the habit of wronging good people, Tang Tang is too kind, so he can only take action by himself and get rid of Luo Xi before he takes the position.
For the sake of the Su family's century-old foundation, what Tang Tang didn't dare to do, let him, who was an elder brother, do it, and let her bear all the things she felt pity and guilt for.
Su Heng stepped forward without anyone, bent down to pick up the pillow in the hound's mouth, and glanced at Luoxi meaningfully.
Luo Xi glanced at him coldly and did not make any resistance.
The current situation couldn't be clearer, people are coming for you Luoxi.
Everything is ready, just waiting to come to the door to grab the bag.
Su Heng was even more eager to verify it, and tore the snow-colored pillowcase into pieces with his bare hands.
In an instant, a purple crystal pendant rolled to the ground, rolled a few times, and stopped at Su Tang's feet, refracting a dazzling light.
Su Tang exclaimed, immediately squatted down, held his family heirloom in the palm of his hand, and looked at Luoxi with sadness.
"Sister Luoxi... This.. Did you really steal my family heirloom? ”
Luo Xi glanced at her disdainfully, feeling that the expression on her face was fake and disgusting, and she didn't bother to talk to her.
The sitcom she directed and acted in like this is ridiculously sad in the eyes of her, a victim and insider.
A person who puts his life into acting is really pathetic.
Although Luoxi is not a courtesan, she is quite comfortable with people.
It's rare for her to hate someone to this point, and even look at her so unbearable.
Maybe it's because this person is a woman who is about to become the queen of Jing Mohao, and such an identity makes her even more resistant.
She once pretended that if one day Jing Mohao suddenly brought a woman back, how would she react.
Will it become paranoid and radical like Ye Qingjiao.
As it turns out, it is.
She can now fully understand Ye Qingjiao's mood at that time, just like the flowers she carefully cultivated were once broken away, and the paper airplane she folded with her heart was snatched away and torn apart.
The fruits of the deep feelings were torn up by his own hands, and the mood was a dead silence, followed by a squirting explosion.
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