Well, she couldn't help but think that if she was sincere, Rong Xun was really a man who satisfied all aspects of a woman's fantasies.

"Jiuge, I'll want to go back to the Wen family later." Just when Su Jiuge was quietly out of his mind, Wen Yihuan's voice rang out.

Su Jiuge opened his eyes and looked at Wen Yihuan, who only he could see, with a calm gaze: "What's the matter?"

"Thank you for helping me get the bracelet back last time, and this time I want to get back some of the things I have lived in the Wen family for more than ten years." Wen Yihuan's figure was a little light, and he looked at Su Jiuge pleadingly.

Su Jiuge's eyes flashed, with an indiscriminate smile: "Huanhuan, do you think that you are a little impatient that I haven't helped you avenge you now?"

Wen Yihuan was startled, and immediately shook his head: "I didn't, Jiuge, your willingness to let me live in your body is already the greatest gift to me."

"Don't be nervous," Su Jiuge slightly collected his own watery light: "It's not impossible, wait a while, you and your scumbag sister's affairs will be solved by yourself."

Wen Yihuan was pleasantly surprised, with tears in her eyes, a little surprised and overwhelmed, as if she couldn't believe that Su Jiuge would be like this: "Jiuge, really?"

Su Jiuge nodded, raised his head and closed his eyes, the autumn breeze was blowing on his face, it was very comfortable, and the smile on the corner of his mouth slowly rose.

It seems that 100 million years have passed, and in such comfortable years, she seems to have returned to the comfortable days with Nange.

There seemed to be some movement around her, and she didn't open her eyes, and it didn't take long for her to feel a new movement.

Su Jiuge opened his eyes: "Rong Xun, ...... you" Su Jiuge looked at the elegant face in front of him, his head thought about it, and his eyes sank: "Song Jinyan, why are you?"

Song Jinyan, Wen Yihuan's fiancé.

Song Jinyan's elegant face was as light as ever, and Wen Yihuan was at least in tune with Wen Yihuan in appearance, and her voice was a little hoarse: "Huanhuan, I saw you and Rong Xun together a few days ago."

"Oh." Su Jiuge responded without emotion, carelessly.

"Huanhuan, Rong Xun is not suitable for you." Song Jinyan looked at her cool face, but couldn't help but speak.

Su Jiuge heard this, and the corners of his mouth raised a faint mockery: "Then who is suitable for me, you, don't tease."

Listening to Wen Yihuan, she once needed Song Jinyan, but this man chose to turn a blind eye.

Since this is the case, now that she Su Jiuge is protecting Wen Yihuan, there is no need for another man to intervene.

Song Jinyan swallowed a mouthful of saliva hard, and her Adam's apple rolled up and down: "Huanhuan, I can."

Su Jiuge hid arrogance in his eyes, regarded himself as Wen Yihuan, and stared at him indifferently: "Song Jinyan, I am past the age when I need a safe haven," she lightly stated a fact: "You have long refused to be my shelter, don't come to pretentiously now."

Su Jiuge hated this kind of man, and he really didn't bother to say another word to him.

Su Jiu Gehuan got up from the bench and was about to leave, when Song Jinyan took her hand.

The woman frowned tightly: "Let me go!"

Song Jinyan's voice was even more hoarse, revealing a faint weakness: "I've always wanted to be your safe haven, but I couldn't help myself in those years."

Su Jiuge only felt ridiculous, and also laughed: "It's a good body that can't help yourself, then you continue to be involuntarily, don't come to harass me."

Recently, she has committed a rotten peach blossom, and there are always men who come to annoy her, and now she is not immune to Wen Yihuan's identity.