Yan Xi's eyes were cold and pitiful. In front of Yan Rong, he didn't even pretend to be his true nature. "Second brother, if you don't want to be tricked, there is only one way."
Without saying anything clearly, he lifted his legs and walked away. He knew, and Yan Rong understood what he meant.
Sure enough, Yan Rong felt sad, nodded in agreement, and said to himself, "If you don't want to be tricked by others, you have to trick others first. Alas, when will I learn how to do evil things quietly? Or is it too much?
Be public and be a good person
I have to keep a low profile and try to sell someone else, and the other person will happily count the money for me. This is the highest level of sinisterness. Compared with my seventh brother, as the second brother, I am always lagging behind. No, still
You have to practice.”
Zhuye Tong walked in with Yan Rong's breakfast, and just in time to hear his murmurs, she couldn't help but laugh out loud, and said, "Husband, you are doing very well like this. If you continue to practice, you will become a success."
It’s so demonic.”
With a slumped face, Yan Rong followed his wife with his hands on his empty stomach, half-closed to the bamboo leaves, restless hands groping up and down, and eating soft tofu crazily.[
Both hands were occupied, and Zhuye Tong couldn't push him away. He glanced at the sleeping Yun Yan with a blushing face and said reluctantly, "There are others, don't be like this."
"I'm just proving to you that I'm still a human being, and I'm still a long way from becoming a demon." Taking advantage of her unpreparedness, Yan Rong quickly touched the corner of Zhu Yetong's red lips, then took the tray in her hand,
Bring it to the table and put it away.
All kinds of snacks are the ones that Yan Rong likes to eat on weekdays, and the portions prepared are very generous, as if his wife has long seen the hunger in his belly.
"Husband, who is this person?" I held my breath until now and asked, Zhuye Tong was very patient.
Who would have thought that when Yan Rong heard this, his face immediately changed several colors uncomfortably, and finally he gritted his teeth and said truthfully in embarrassment, "He is Yun Yan, the leader of the Vulcan Sect."
Zhuye Tong suddenly understood, and the corners of her eyes were full of narrow smiles, "Don't you wish we could meet each other before we were married?"
Yan Rong vented his anger with fried dumplings. The food clicked with his big white teeth, and his face turned red suspiciously.
"Husband, I'm not jealous. Why are you so embarrassed that it makes it hard for you to take him seriously?" It was rare for such a stupid person to embarrass Yan Rong. Zhuye Tong smiled so happily.