Qianxun, Qianxun, are you so slow that you don’t understand what’s happening in front of you? Or you never take the matter between two people to heart, just like she once treated Mr. Feng
What I said has nothing to do with her. When the time comes, she will naturally leave and fulfill the contract.
He didn't like her indifferentness and didn't care.
When he worked hard and thoughtfully for the happiness of the two, how could she be detached from the matter in an attitude that was completely unrelated to her, without giving a slight response?
"You are still sick, go back and rest." The voice suddenly became cold. There were still a few changes that were not introduced. He had lost his mind and pulled her forward vigorously.
Qianxun was pulled and almost fell down. The next second, he was angrily wrapped in his arms and bent down. Most of his body weight was hung on him and he was dragged away passively.
After a while, she simply stopped resisting in vain. She removed her strength and let him lead the direction softly.
I kept complaining in my heart, it was really a man's heart, and there was nothing wrong with the needle under the sea.
It’s anger to be angry, and there is no warning before, which makes people unpredictable.
Did she say anything?
Did she do anything?
He said nothing and did nothing, and he suddenly turned against him. That was not very strange.
Could it be that Feng Xing blamed her for not echoing the praise?
If that is the case, he would be a tough guy.
OK, OK, she compromised.
Since he wanted to hear good things, she would just follow his words, so what could it be?
Qianxun cleared his throat, passed the words he wanted to say in his mind, put on the most sincere look, and said in a slight voice, "Young Master Feng, your church is really unique, I think, Tang
If the young lady knows, she will definitely be very touched... Which woman doesn't want her wedding to be unique, a church specially built for her will definitely be very touched."
Oh no, she found that her voice was sour, envious, jealous and hated.
She immediately shut her mouth, not wanting Feng Xing to hear her strangeness.
He should be happy after praising so many words.
Who knew that the arm that was strangling her chest suddenly tightened, and the force almost broke her bones.
He raised his eyes and met his angry eyes. His eyes were full of accusations and anger, lit up his eyes. Deep in the blue and black pupils, something brewed into clouds, lightning and thunder.
"Shut up!" He stopped listening to her, the more he listened, the more angry he became.
"Oh!" The tyrant really couldn't understand what he was thinking. No matter how he said or how he was wrong, it was too difficult for him to coax him.
Gui's wife received the news first. When she was in the mansion, she saw Feng Xing and Qianxun coming in from afar. She quickly opened the door and welcomed the two masters into the door.
Feng Xing pushed Qianxun to her, "Take the young lady upstairs to rest."
The young lady? Qianxun's head buzzed, and the three words were blown up.
Is Fengxing referring to her? Why did she become the young lady? What was this moody man thinking? Aren’t he afraid of joking for a while, and he was really misunderstood by his sister-in-law?