Seeing that Concubine Ye didn't mean to reject herself positively at all, it made Su Mohan, who had always wanted to make her accept her again, feel very uncomfortable.

Originally, he thought that if she didn't love him anymore, he would try to make her fall in love with him again.

And she has always rejected and alienated him.

But now, is she relieved?

Or do you want to accept him?

After working hard for so long, he finally made progress, and it seemed that things were also developing in the direction he was expecting, but he was inexplicably blocked and couldn't be happy.

Concubine Ye glanced at Su Mohan, who had an unkind face, the corners of her mouth hooked a very shallow arc, and she got up with the food and walked to the kitchen.

"Why are you still here? Sick and don't know how to go back to bed? When Concubine Ye packed up the dishes and chopsticks and came out, she found Su Mohan sitting on the sofa and couldn't help frowning.

Go back to bed......

Back to bed!

She even let a strange man go to her bed and lie down!

She's really getting bolder!

Su Mohan looked at Concubine Ye and sneered and said, "It seems that you have slept with a lot of people in your bed?" ”

Concubine Ye was slightly stunned, and when she met Su Mohan's mocking gaze, not only did she not get angry, but she felt funny.

Before thinking about it, she finally understood why this man named Song Yichen always sneered at her.

At that time, she would always be angry, thinking that a person who has nothing to do with each other has any right to accuse her like this.

But now it's different, after knowing that he is Su Mohan, Concubine Ye knows that this man is jealous.

"It's not much, there are still seven or eight." Concubine Ye took the fruit to the kitchen, planning to wash some fruit for him to eat, after all, the aggrieved Su Mohan was sick under such difficult conditions, how could she take care of it.

Su Mohan on the sofa was stunned again, as if he didn't expect her to answer like this.

Seven or eight?

I can't bear it!

Concubine Ye was carefully washing the apples in her hands, but she noticed a shadow blocking the door, and before she could speak, Su Mohan had already taken the initiative to ask, "Seven or eight?" ”

Concubine Ye reacted for a moment, and then realized that he was asking about the seven or eight men who had slept on the bed he casually said just now, and she couldn't help but feel funny in her heart.

I'm afraid that anyone can hear that he is just a casual joke, but this man with an extremely high IQ takes it so seriously, but she really doesn't know what to say.

"Yes, there is no way, I am a single woman with children, and my husband is not around, so it is inevitable to be lonely, so sometimes I have to find two men to make a date." Concubine Ye opened her mouth indifferently, looking at the green tendons on Su Mohan's forehead, a touch of happiness appeared inexplicably in her heart.

"Really? Can you tell me about your identity? Su Mohan leaned against the door and pretended to speak calmly, asking Concubine Ye as if he was gossiping.

Concubine Ye thought about it seriously, and then said: "One is an engineer, in his thirties, more mature, but mature men are attractive, and they know how to take care of girls' feelings, and the other is Xiao Xianrou, a few years younger than me, a little jerky, easy to blush, and always like my sister to call me." ”

Su Mohan pursed his lips and looked at the woman in front of him, his two fists clenched tightly, and he resisted the urge to strangle her to death.

Engineer?

Little fresh meat?

How he hadn't seen it!

This woman really dares to say it!