"Leave him alone." At this time, let alone the phone ringing, there was even a knock on the door, and he didn't bother to answer it.
The heavenly voice is still performing to its fullest.
"Yinzai..."
"Honey, you're so inattentive!" Even if you can ignore it, the ringtone that keeps singing is too disappointing.
Yinzai reluctantly let go of Murong Rong and picked up the phone. He wanted to see who did such an immoral thing.
Not many people know his personal mobile phone number.
Seeing the caller ID on his cell phone, Yinzai's brows twisted into a rope and then tied into a knot. "Hey, what's the matter--"
Athena's joking laughter came from the phone, "Dear, what's wrong? You look like you're not satisfied with your desires. It's not dark yet in China, so you're so impatient?"
Yinzai had been holding back a lot of anger and couldn't let it out. You can imagine how aggressive his tone was, "Nana, if you have something to do, you'd better say it quickly. If there's nothing else, hang up."
"Hey, you have a new love and you have forgotten your old love? You are impatient even to hear my voice. My dear, who said you can still be friends after marriage?"
Murong Rong had regained her senses, and when she heard Yin Zai calling the woman on the phone so affectionately, a trace of sourness quietly spread in her heart for some reason.
She packed up her messy clothes and quietly walked down from the bed.
Yin Zai grabbed Murong Rong's arm and motioned her to go back to the bed and wait for him.
Murong Rong smiled bitterly. At this time, she still wanted to lie on the bed and wait for him. After he finished talking about love with another woman, he would have sex with her again?
She's not a prostitute!
The sourness turned into inexplicable anger, burning in my heart.
Murong Rong grabbed Yin Zai's palm and bit it down hard!
Yinzai was in pain and threw away his hand, "What are you doing?"
Did he have the nerve to ask her?
Murong Rong was furious, with a hint of tugging heartache.
He picked up the pillow on the bed and threw it on him, jumped out of bed, picked up the pillow on the bed, and threw his shoes on him.
Smelly man! I let you eat from the bowl and then from the pot!
Yin Zai dodged again and again, not understanding that the woman who had been so submissive just now suddenly turned her back! "Ouyang Xiyu, don't be too much!"
Murong Rong was stunned on the spot, Ouyang Xiyu? Yes, his wife is Ouyang Xiyu, and the woman he loves is Nana on the phone. Who is she, Murong Rong? What right does she have to be angry?
"I'm sorry." She apologized to him in a low voice.