It's a shame, it's a shame.
Bo Sijin had never been so embarrassed before. His handsome face was gloomy, and he could almost hear the sound of grinding his teeth.
His first love came to pester his current rival
Ah.
hehe.
Ye, Chu, Yan.
Fu Yue patted Sheng Yun's arm and signaled him to let go, "Of course I believe you, why would my little husband look at women other than me? What's more—"
As she said that, she glanced at Ye Chuyan, who was opposite her, and her red lips curved: "I don't think that Zhuyu is in front, and my husband will go to see a low-end version of the woman, there is no need."
Fu Yue's words are a little narcissistic, but they are indeed true.
Now she is wearing Wen Liang's body, blending with her own temperament, the original seven-point appearance of this body has also become nine-point.
Mo hair and snow skin, is the appearance of a traditional classical beauty, her eyebrows are delicate and graceful, her strokes and strokes are just right, her skin is as white as snow, which gives her a faint bookish look.
When she said this, there was a flash of hostility between the woman's eyebrows.
This Ye Chuyan hooked up with her little husband aboveboard.
When she is dead
Ye Chuyan didn't know if she was deaf or something, she didn't reply to Fu Yue's words, she just stared at Sheng Yun obsessively, the tenderness in her eyes was like water.
Fu Yue gritted her teeth: "..."
Is this woman an idiot
MMP, both of them want to rob her husband.
She turned her head and gave Sheng Yun a hard look.
"It's all your fault, what kind of love debts have you caused?"
Sheng Yun pursed her lips: "..."
He is so innocent.
He didn't know this woman at all.
Fu Yue thought for a while, and decisively pushed her little husband into the room, and then closed the door. She turned her head and stared blankly at a man and a woman opposite.
"Bo Sijin, take your woman away, her eyes are harassing my husband."
Bao Sijin's face was livid, and after he apologized to Fu Yue, he grabbed Ye Chuyan's wrist and dragged her out.
He was really ashamed and lost at home today.
Ye Chuyan still wanted to struggle, but she was no match for the tall and burly Bo Sijin as a woman, so she was dragged staggeringly outside.
"Si Jin, let me go..."
The door was closed, and it was completely quiet.
As for Sheng Yun who was locked into the room by Fu Yue, he waited inside the door with a cute face, with a faint sense of joy in the corners of his eyes and brows.
Madame was jealous of him.
Can you not be happy...
Fu Yue pushed open the door with a squeak, and when she entered, she met the man's smiling black eyes, and she glared at him.
"Xiaoxiaoxiao, why, you are very happy to be entangled by peach blossoms?"
Sheng Yun looked at her tenderly, "Of course not."
Fu Yue: "Then you still laugh???"
Sheng Yun took her hand, wrapped her five fingers with his slender fingers, walked slowly inside, and said: "Madam is jealous for me, I am so happy, I can't help it."
Fu Yue glanced at him, and subconsciously wanted to shake off the man's hand.
But Sheng Yun's next sentence made her pause.
"This is the first time Madam is jealous of me, but I have been jealous countless times..." When Madam didn't know.
Of course, Sheng Yun didn't say the second half of the sentence.
Fu Yue was taken aback.
She suddenly felt that the man in front of her was far away, as if he would leave her in the next moment.
Sheng Yun squeezed her hand, and said in a gentle voice, "I won't make Madam jealous again, I know, it doesn't feel good."