I wasn't so scared just now.

Mo Huaiyu wondered if Song Yiran, a woman, would change her face, especially when she saw Huo Chenyan.

That pretentious look is really unappetizing.

"Your wife?" The corners of Mo Huaiyu's mouth hooked up with a hint of mockery, "When did you become so intimate?"

"What does it have to do with you?"

Huo Chenyan protected the person in front of him, and Song Yiran was pretending to be obvious at this time.

She also looked up at Huo Chenyan from time to time.

I'm afraid that Huo Chenyan will be angry.

"Let's go." There was a coldness in Huo Chenyan's voice, "Don't think I'll let you go like last time."

"You give me back the fog, and I promise that I will never appear in front of you again in this life."

Mo Huaiyu said humblely, but unfortunately the man didn't care at all.

Song Yiran got up and pushed Huo Chenyan's wheelchair outside.

"You know everything, don't you?" Huo Chenyan lowered his voice, in fact, he didn't want to talk to Song Yiran about Sang Wu.

But this is not the first time, and there will certainly be many more after that.

Sang Wu is just like the imprint in Huo Chenyan's past, and he can't erase it at all.

"I know, but it doesn't matter." Song Yiran was quick, "I'm putting myself in the right position, the third master doesn't have to worry."

She pushed her wheelchair outside.

Huo Chenyan actually wanted to say something, but after hearing Song Yiran's remarks, he didn't say anything more.

On the way back, Song Yiran had already changed her skirt in advance, and for her, this skirt was too high to climb.

"It's for you, how comfortable and how to wear it, there's no need to hold it like that."

"But." Song Yiran was a little surprised that Huo Chenyan suddenly said such a thing, obviously it was prepared for Sang Wu, she didn't want it, so she gave it to herself, right?

Thinking about it this way, Song Yiran's heart is not a taste.

"You've worn it all, and if you give it to me, you will throw it aside, after all, no matter how precious this kind of thing is, it is a dead thing to me."

Huo Chenyan didn't look like he cared.

Song Yiran hugged the skirt and didn't say anything, this is definitely a work of art, the most classic design of Xiangfeng.

"What are you thinking?"

Huo Chenyan wrinkled his brows, a little puzzled, and looked preoccupied.

"I wonder if Xiang Feng would be angry if he knew that you disposed of his skirt at will."

「？」 Huo Chenyan furrowed his brows, and his body suddenly pressed over.

The distance between the two people was suddenly shortened.

The skirt was separated between the two recognitions, and the streamer of the gem reflected Huo Chenyan's entire face.

"Why, it's as if you've seen Xiangfeng and know him well?"

Huo Chenyan landed at her, his gaze falling on her lips.

"No, Xiangfeng has never shown his face, how can I know him."

"That's it, you're not a roundworm in his stomach, how do you know what he's thinking?"

Huo Chenyan didn't have the patience to argue with Song Yiran about this boring topic.

He bowed his head.

The lip flap gently brushed Song Yiran's lips, and Huo Chen extended it, gently and gently.

Holding people in their arms, they can't take care of that dress.

His kiss was unusually tender.

The voice is slightly hoarse.

"What did Mo Huaiyu tell you?" Huo Chenyan clasped the back of her head and asked.

The woman's thoughts were dragged back in an instant, her face turned crimson, and she whispered, "I didn't say anything, I haven't had time to say it yet."

"Really? Are you a fool to me?" Huo Chenyan's eyes were full of suspicion.

Song Yiran thought for a moment, but he didn't understand the strange operation of the Mo family's father and son.

So without thinking, she told Huo Chenyan about Mo Yi going to the wrong room, and Mo Yi staring at her and being dragged away by Mo Huaiyu for questioning.

"The old immortal of the Mo family, shouldn't he have taken a fancy to you?"

Huo Chenyan was silent for a long time, and suddenly said this shocking sentence.

Song Yiran was frightened by him: "Don't talk nonsense, he just went to the wrong door, and I will have a shadow in my heart if you do this."

"Do you know Xu Youyou?"

Huo Chenyan suddenly changed his tone and asked.

"Bai Shaocheng's original match?" Song Yiran thought that when he was in Haicheng before, he heard them talk about Xu Youyou.

said that her face looked like the dead Xu Youyou.

Song Yiran only heard a few words, and she didn't ask about the specific details, it was really Bai Shaocheng's sudden intrusion that night.

It made her heart palpitate.

Song Yiran is very repulsive to everything related to the Bai family in his heart.

"Hmm." Huo Chenyan said softly, "That Xu family's eldest lady Xu Youyou can be said to be the white moonlight in the hearts of many people, including this one, Mo Yi has had a crush on Xu Youyou for decades, but he has not been able to get Xu Youyou to treat him squarely."

"Tsk."

When Song Yiran heard this, he made up a powerful crush literature in his brain.

After all, most people like Mo Yi are perverts at heart, or they don't raise a pervert like Mo Huaiyu.

The love and hatred of the previous generation is really wonderful.

"I'm afraid he'll see your face and sink in." The corners of Huo Chenyan's mouth hooked up a light smile, "Good, don't move."

Of course, Song Yiran didn't dare to move.

Outsiders only think that Huo Chenyan is a cripple and sits in a wheelchair all the year round, and that aspect is definitely not good.

But only Song Yiran knows that this flexible person is to death, and his energy is infinitely good.

Maybe all the energy that has been hidden for so many years has been spent on her.

"That's why I want you to stay away from him."

"I don't know him." Song Yiran was very nervous. c

"It's not okay to meet in private, otherwise, I'll tell you that my marriage is only widowed."

「？」 Song Yiran grew his mouth in horror, "You want to kill me?"

"You can try it."

Men threatened.

Song Yiran didn't dare to say anything, she was really a little scared, but she started on the night she married Huo Chenyan.

She has already been caught up in this game, but the situation is too passive.

The car drove smoothly on the road.

The Mo family's dinner ended late.

Mo Huaiyu still decided to go to his father, he faintly felt that his father was a little strange.

"Why do you want to pick the lock, or do you know Song Yiran?" Mo Huaiyu was very excited.

Mo Yi had a cigarette in his hand, it had been many years since his wife died, and there had been no turmoil in his heart for a long time.

Never remarried.

But when he saw Song Yiran today, those past memories were hooked, and he thought of the smart and outgoing Xu Youyou.

It was a strong color of Haicheng.

It's a pity that Xu Youyou never seems to have given him a good look, she will only let Mo Yi go, and will only scold Mo Yi for being a hypocritical bastard.

"I don't recognize it, it's an accident."

"Can ......"

"What, you've had time to worry about my business lately?" The corners of Mo Yi's mouth hooked up a sneer, "With this idle time, you might as well go find that mulberry mist."

Mo Huaiyu was speechless.

"Don't find her then, the children are all on the ground."

"What?" Mo Huaiyu was excited, "You mean Ah Wu she's pregnant?"

"Hmm."

"Damn, Huo Chenyan, this brute!"

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