Although the appearance is not good, the taste should not be bad.
At this moment, there was a noise from the door.
Aunt Gui pushed Shang Yinran, "It should be Li Han who is back."
Shang Yinran smiled awkwardly, and had to walk out of the kitchen.
After walking a few steps towards the door, she suddenly stopped and looked ahead in surprise.
The one who came back was indeed severely cold, but there was another person with him.
The man was held in his arms gently and carefully by Severe Cold, and his pale face showed a weak smile when he saw her.
Jiang Xiaofeng...
Why is she here
She must be crazy at the time.
Actually, I wanted to see him eating that dish.
He would definitely be very critical and say that it was not tasty, but she had to find a way to ask him to eat it all.
But now, he puts his arms around his old lover and stands on the opposite side of her.
It's ironic.
Shang Yinran lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
Yan Lihan glanced at her, and finally led Jiang Xiaofeng towards the living room.
Gritting her teeth, she returned to the kitchen.
Aunt Gui didn't know the situation yet, and when she came back, she handed her a plate with sweet and sour pork ribs.
Shang Yinran took the plate, sneered, and dumped a plate of spare ribs into the trash can.
Aunt Gui exclaimed and rushed over and grabbed her arm, "Yinyin? What's wrong?"
Shang Yinran said softly, "If you don't do it well, don't eat it."
"Well, it's good."
"Aunt Gui, can you help me wash the dishes, I'm a little tired."
Shang Yinran smiled at her and turned to leave.
It was only this genius that Shang Yinran knew that Jiang Xiaofeng had a room of his own in Yan's house.
The innermost room on the second floor is her room.
She only knew that Xiao Dong would go in and clean every three days.
So, whose instructions did Xiao Dong obey
Shang Yinran didn't know why, his heart felt a little uncomfortable.
She went back to the room sullenly, and not long after the door was pushed open, Severe Cold walked in.
Shang Yinran was sitting cross-legged on the tatami and playing with his mobile phone. He did not lift his head when he heard the sound.
Yan Lihan finished smoking a cigarette, turned her head, and saw her wrapped herself in the quilt.
With a tuft of sword eyebrows, he said in a deep voice: "Don't sleep, I'll have lunch in a while."
Shang Yinran curled his lips under the quilt, and muttered, "I'm not hungry. I won't eat anymore."
Severe Han curled his eyebrows and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with you?"
"I'm fine." Shang Yinran sat up, "I'm fine, very fine."
At this time, the people came to inform Zhao Rui that he was coming, snorted severely and coldly, turned and went downstairs.
"Where is Xiaofeng?" Zhao Rui asked, looking at the severe cold.
Severely cold and angrily laughed, he walked up to Zhao Rui, without saying anything, directly punched.
Zhao Rui was also crazy, and he didn't even fight back, and let Severe Han fight like this.
At this moment, Shang Yinran ran down from upstairs.
Seeing the situation in the living room, she didn't even think about it, so she jumped up and hugged the severe cold.
"Get away!" Severe Han growled, holding Shang Yinran's arm and throwing her away.
Shang Yin staggered her thigh on the coffee table, and she burst into tears in pain.
The next second, she stood up, endured the pain, and rushed up again.
She wrapped her arms around Severe Han's high arm, and she shouted: "Are you going to beat him to death! You don't want to think about Jiang Xiaofeng!"
When she finished speaking, Severe Han turned her head and stared at her tightly.
Shang Yinran's forehead hurts and sweats, and her face is pale.
Lifting her eyes, she saw a flash of apology in her severe cold eyes.
Is he also sorry
With a sneer in her heart, she gently broke away from him and limped upstairs.
Severe Han stared at her, finally catching up, and hugged her sideways.
In the room, Severe Cold palms supported her ankles and looked at her knees.
"Hiss! It hurts!" He took a breath, and immediately exchanged his stare.
"Hey!" Shang Yin was angry.
"You hurt me! What happened to me calling out pain?"
"Who makes you nosy!"
Shang Yinran gritted his teeth: "Yes! I shouldn't care about your nostalgia! Just let you kill people! You... um..."
Before she finished speaking, he covered her mouth.
Severe cold suddenly felt funny for some reason.
Thin lips twitched slightly, and he whispered: "Stop the noise, sit down."
Shang Yinran curled his lips and looked down at his bruised knee.
Opening the medicine cabinet, Yan Lihan found the ointment and put it on her knee.
"Take it light! It hurts!"
"Tsk! You scream again!"
"pain!"
"Shang Yinliang, I'm too used to you, right?"
"Used? When are you used to me? You know you bully me!"
Speaking of this, Shang Yinran's grievances suddenly flooded with overwhelming grievances, and his tears were like running water.
Severely cold and dumbfounded.
His slender fingers stretched out, and he wiped away the teardrops from the corners of her eyes, "Does it really hurt?"
"Ok!"
"Okay, it doesn't hurt anymore." Jian eyebrows twitched, and he raised his hand to rub her knee.
Shang Yinran pursed the corners of her mouth, "Miss Jiang, did something happen to her? She had a quarrel with her husband?"
Severe Han's face turned dark immediately, "Xiao Feng had a miscarriage."
"Ah?!" Shang Yinran suddenly turned his head to look at him, "Why, how could this be?"