Bo Xiaomo wanted to say something, but when he saw the man's condensed expression, he swallowed it back instantly.
Forget it, forget it, there is a pig teammate daddy, and he can't take him with him.
"Auntie, I'm going to take a nap. Goodbye."
After the child left, only two people remained.
Bo Zhanye originally thought that Lan Xixi would ask him something and question him for lying to her.
Without thinking, Lan Xixi walked directly into the kitchen, wrapped all the food in plastic wrap, and then said calmly and calmly:
"Heat it in the microwave for two minutes tomorrow morning and give it to Xiao Mo for breakfast."
Then, he turned around and prepared to leave.
What's even more bleak than questioning or getting angry is that the other person doesn't have any emotions, as if there's no need to be angry with him.
Damn it! In just a few days, he felt that she was far away from him, unreachable.
When she passed by him, Bo Zhanye raised his hand, grabbed her wrist, and pressed her against the wall:
"It's hard to even talk to me now?"
"yes."
Lan Xixi answered without hesitation and her voice was firm.
She had no extravagant hopes for him. When he refused to visit her in prison, he even sent her to death row, where she was as cold as ashes.
What did she have to say to him?
Even at this moment, when he was touching her, she didn't feel any nervousness or fear. On the contrary, she was very cold.
Her attitude, the word 'yes', was like a heavy stone falling on Bo Zhanye's heart, depressing and heavy.
He stared at her coldly and suddenly became curious:
"What's so charming about Bo Xilang? Where does it warm you? Huh?"
The voice was deep, with an obvious yin and yang aura.
Lan Xixi sneered and looked straight into his unusually deep eyes with calm eyes:
"What does it have to do with you? If Uncle Jiu is really curious about my relationship with Master Bo, why not ask your nephew. You two are closer. I think he will tell you in detail."
The implication is that the process between her and Bo Xilang was too much, the details were too detailed, and there was a lot to talk about?
Bo Zhanye's face was as cold as ice, and his thin lips were tightly pursed:
"Lan Xixi, I never knew you were so heartless and half-hearted." You are just a scumbag.
Ah?
Heartless? Half-hearted?
Who is it?
Lan Xixi was too lazy to chat with him: "Yes, that's the kind of person I am. Uncle Jiu, why are you holding on to me? Don't you think it's dirtying your noble and holy body?"
Quickly let go of me, I have to go back to sleep so as not to disturb Mr. Jiu Shu."
He has a gun in his mouth and a thorn in his words.
Bo Zhanye felt like he was going to be blown away by her, so he let go of her:
"Good.
But don't forget, as long as I don't let you go, no man will dare to marry you.
Go away, I want to see how long you and Bo Xilang can be together."
Lan Xixi was suddenly startled, there was another threat!
She stepped forward and blocked his way, as angry as a hedgehog with thorns:
"What do you want to do? Tell me, how can you let me go completely?"
"Let it go? Niece-in-law, tell me, you climbed into my bed and then married my nephew. How should I let it go?"
The man asked in an upward tone, with a cold sarcasm, and a hint of uninterested teasing in his words.
The Lanxi stream choked.
Why did she climb into his bed?
It was clearly Xiao Mo who arranged the match that time! He himself is also responsible!
Now use this to hold her and not let go?
Also, for a person like him who is aloof and extremely possessive, he naturally doesn't like the things he has touched appearing in his house and with his nephew.
She looked at him and said:
"Then Uncle Jiu might as well talk about it. He had a relationship with me and became my brother-in-law. How should I let him go?"