Ye Ting snorted lightly: "Do you really expect that this matter alone can put Concubine Ye in prison again?" However, it was a bit surprising that her suspect charges were cleared. ”

"This scumbag has harmed me so far! I will never let her go! ”

"That's it! I haven't settled accounts with you before you framed her and imprisoned, but don't think that you can always kill the heirs of my Ye family like this by pinching my handle! Ye Xiaodong opened his mouth with some dissatisfaction.

Psychologically speaking, he really doesn't like Concubine Ye very much, firstly, because Concubine Ye's mother is Song Lingwei, the daughter of the Song family.

Back then, the Ye family was in danger, and the Ye family could be said to have relied on the Song family's snort to turn around, so when he mentioned the Song family, he always had a sense of humiliation, and even disliked Song Lingwei and Concubine Ye a little more.

In addition, Concubine Ye is not well-behaved and very difficult to handle, coupled with the fact that she is unwilling to contribute to the family when she falls in love with a man like Su Mohan, which makes him dislike her a little deeper.

But no matter what, she is still Ye Tiancheng's bloodline after all, and coupled with her current identity, he doesn't want to tear his face with her.

Hearing Ye Xiaodong's scolding, Jiang Huiru stopped her mouth a little unwillingly.

However, she knows very well that even if she does have a handle in her hand, she can't do too much in everything, otherwise, Ye Ya will be her end, because a dead person, no matter what handle she holds, is in vain.

For fear of arousing suspicion, the three of them dispersed after a short time.

On the other side, after Su Mohan helped Concubine Ye dry her hair, she began to feel a little restless, and leaned against Concubine Ye's ear from behind and whispered, "Daughter-in-law, give me another monkey." ”

Concubine Ye's cheeks were slightly red, and she pushed his handsome face aside: "Don't make trouble, let the children see it again in a while." ”

Su Mohan persevered, leaned into her neck socket again, and kissed her gently, a little itchy, which made Concubine Ye feel crispy and numb, and couldn't help but want to avoid it.

"Baby, I want you." Su Mohan spoke in a deep voice, his voice as if it had magical power.

Concubine Ye's cheeks turned red like dripping water for a moment, and she quickly got up from a distance, sat on the other side of the sofa, stayed away from him, picked up a magazine on the side of the sofa, and began to look through it.

Seeing her sit opposite her, Su Mohan raised his eyebrows slightly, got up from the sofa, directly snatched the magazine in her hand, threw it aside, and then directly picked her up.

He knew that the psychological pressure of these **** must be very great, so it was better to let him help her relieve it.

"Ah--! let go of me, let the child see how bad it is!" Concubine Ye lightly pounded Su Mohan's chest and looked at the direction of the child's bedroom with some nervousness.

Su Mohan hooked his lips and smiled: "Don't pay attention to them, they are having fun." ”

But as soon as he spoke, Concubine Ye had already been carried back to the bedroom by him and gently placed on the soft big bed.

"Hmm......" Su Mohan leaned over and dropped a kiss directly on her cherry lips, sucking and biting gently, thinking in his heart that the two little ghosts would finally not come to make trouble today, and they could finally enjoy their married life.

But just as the two of them were going to Wushan together, there was a knocking sound outside the door, and a rough shout sounded again: "'Open the door--! ''Open the door'! ”

Su Mohan buried his head in Concubine Ye's neck with some dejection, but Concubine Ye couldn't help but giggle while holding him.