"Actually dare to come back ... Si Kong listened to the song, you're brave."
The cold tone sounded in the second in the second in the second in Sikong's listening song.
Si Kongling frowned, raised his head, and saw Fang Yiren sitting on the sofa.
The blue -and -white strip's illness, the hair is scattered, the face is extremely pale, as if saying a word, you will fainted the past.
But his eyes were as angry as arrows, and he stared at Sikong's singing song fiercely.
If the eyes can be killed, Sikong Lingge may have been killed how many times it has been killed.
"Your life is also very hard, so many blood flows in the gun, and there is no regular hospital, you can still live alive."
After speaking, Sikong turned around and walked upstairs.
She has more important things to deal with, and she has no time to quarrel with Fang Yiren.
"Si Kong Lingge, you are a cheap*woman, stand for me — cough ..." Fang Yiren struggled to get up, grabbed the tea cup and threw it to Sikong Linge.
Unfortunately, she is suffering, and she has no strength.
The cup "咚" fell on the long hair carpet outside half a meter, without any broken cracks, good ending, rolled back to the feet of the Fang Yiren.
Damn!
Even a cup dared to ride her head!
Fang Yi was so popular, his body was trembling, his breathing was short, and he was fainting on the spot.
She struggled, grabbed the cup, and walked towards Sikong step by step ...
Si Kong Lingge stopped, waiting for Fang Yiren-
It seems like a person who is going to die in one step ...
Si Kongling snorted, and wanted to see what Fang Yiren could have any tricks.
Mrs. Feng was afraid that the two would have a conflict again, annoying the officials and actions of Shangguan, and the son's legs really did not treat it. He quickly stopped, "Yiren, don't make trouble, you just finished the operation, you need to rest."
Speaking, the North Korean servant glanced at it.
The servant immediately understood, and stepped forward to hold Fang Yiren, "Miss Fang, let's help you return to the room to rest."
"Let go! Who is allowed to touch me?" Fang Yiren roared, but unfortunately there was no deterrence at all, and it couldn't stop it. The maid took her away.
"Let go! Let go! I told you to let go! Don't let go, I kill you!" Fang Yiren roared hysterically and said he would not leave.
She couldn't accept it. She was actually shot by Si Kong's stupid woman, and she couldn't accept it. Just now, she did not find that Si Kong's gun in the singer had no bullets long ago, letting her bring the person in vain
Go, now come back high again!
"Yiren, go back to the room to rest first, what's the matter, wait for your body, and let's talk about it." Mrs. Feng persuaded all the way.
Mrs. Feng never had a positive contact with the fire group. The news about the official family learned from Fang Yiren.