Leng Xiao's troubled little lover

Zhan Muchen looked at the two people who were hugging each other, there was no extra emotion in those eyes that could not be seen to the bottom.

His face was cold, but he didn't embarrass them. He just passed by them and strode towards a certain room behind them.

No need to think about it, he knew it was the girl's room. After he entered the door, he closed the door forcefully.

Looking at the closed door, Yuxi's heart was disturbed and painful, he couldn't use her to vent, so he went back to look for that girl, everyone knew what he wanted to do after he entered.

It's only been a month, why did he become like this?

She thought she was his only woman, but she didn't expect that everything was just her own extravagant wish.

Luo Ying also recovered from her daze, and patted her on the back lightly: "What's going on? Tell me."

She shook her head, reached out to wipe the corners of her eyes, and then raised her head from his arms and took half a step back.

Luo Ying's gaze accidentally moved away from her face, and landed on her body. After a quick glance, a gust of hot air shot up from under her body.

His heart was in a mess, he hurriedly turned his back to her, stretched out his hand to unbutton his shirt, took off his shirt and handed it to her: "Put it on quickly."

It was only then that Yu Xi realized that her clothes had been left open, and it was Zhan Muchen's forceful tug just now that directly tore all the buttons of her clothes.

She didn't say anything, took the shirt that Luo Ying handed over and put it on her body, after thinking about it, she still walked to Zhan Muchen's room.

All her things were left in his room, but she knew that from today onwards she could never live in that room again.

There, it is no longer her belonging.

With Luo Ying's help, Yu Xi quickly packed all her belongings from Zhan Muchen's room, and moved back to the room she lived in when she first arrived.

The door that was broken by Zhan Muchen had already been replaced with a new one. After putting the things in the corner, she took out a set of clean skirts and entered the bathroom.

When she was taking a shower, she was washed by the water from the faucet, and she didn't know whether it was warm water or her own hot tears that fell down. She felt sore and uncomfortable, but when she came out after washing, there was no sad expression on her face anymore.

In the past, she had been waiting for Zhan Muchen to get tired of her one day and let her go. Now that he finally has his new plaything, she should be able to leave here too.

Although there was some reluctance in my heart, when I thought of him being entangled with that girl naked on the bed, all the reluctance left was only deep disgust.

It's not that being handsome and charming can treat a woman like this, she doesn't care, whoever wants this man will take it.

Luo Ying had already packed her things when she came out of the bathroom, leaving only some toiletries on the table. After Yu Xi came out, he took the things back into the bathroom and put every little thing in its proper place. position.

Sitting on the bed, Yuxi kept looking at his busy figure, and suddenly remembered that she was inexplicably taking care of her like this when she was in Yuzhu.

As long as she doesn't have to worry about her own life for any reason, he will always do everything well and take care of her in every possible way, from food to clothing, there is nothing wrong with it.

Don't know what he's doing now.

She threw away the towel she was wiping her hair on, and when she saw the towel fall to the ground, she suddenly became irritable.

When Luo Ying came out of the bathroom, she happened to see her throwing the towel away with one hand. This behavior was like a child who was angry, so cute.

He walked over, bent down to pick up the towel from the ground, and looked at her: "what's the matter? Why did you lose your temper?"

"I didn't lose my temper." She grabbed her wet long hair, and the irritability in her heart became more and more intense.

In the past, when she washed her hair, inexplicable would always help her dry it, but now, although Luo Ying was also taking care of her, she was still not as caring and caring as inexplicable.

She didn't know what happened, but she became more and more irritable and angry, she kicked off the shoes on her feet, looked at Luo Ying, muttered and complained: "Why don't you help me dry my hair? Why don't you help me find my clothes? Why don't you wipe my feet? Why can't you do anything?"

Luo Ying stared at her for a while, then suddenly laughed dryly, turned around and went into the bathroom in a hurry, and came out with a hair dryer and a wooden comb in her hand.

He put the things on the dressing table, didn't say anything, went over and picked her up, carried her to the dressing table, put her on the chair, and then carefully dried her long hair with the hair dryer.

He didn't know who did all this for her in the past, maybe it was the inexplicable one, it could be seen that her mouth was pouting, and her heart softened, no matter what she asked him to do, he was willing.

This is a very wonderful feeling, which I have never felt in more than 20 years. Looking at her at this moment is like looking at a three-year-old child, and she is also my most spoiled and beloved child.

After blow-drying her hair, he took another hairpin and pinned her waist-length hair loosely behind her head, so as not to let them hinder her movement. Afterwards, she took a towel from the bathroom and squatted beside her. She went down, held her little feet and wiped them gently.

In fact, her feet have already dried up, but since she asked why she didn't wipe her feet, then he just wiped her well. Now, he doesn't want to upset her at all, he just wants to see her face Put on that happy and sweet smile.

After wiping her feet, he packed up his things before returning to the room, walked up to her and squatted down, looking at her eye level: "How is it? What else do you want me to do? As long as you tell me, I will do it for you .”

"I want you to beat him up for me, are you going?" Yu Xi pursed her red lips, staring at his face and snorting coldly.

Luo Ying felt a little embarrassed: "Sir is my savior, I will never do anything to him in this life."

Seeing disappointment and resentment flashing across her eyes, he laughed dryly, then suddenly grabbed her hand and waved it fiercely on his face.

With a "snap", the defenseless Yu Xi was led by him to slap him across the face.

Although her little hands were soft, even hitting him on the face would not cause much pain, but Yuxi was startled by his actions and screamed.

If she hadn't been forced to slap someone, she would never have dared to do it, just like what she did to Zhan Muchen just now.

"What are you doing?" She withdrew her hand forcefully, looked at his still smiling eyes, and pouted, "Why did you hit yourself?"

Luo Ying just looked at her, smiled and said: "You are angry with Mr., but I can't do anything to Mr., so I can only vent to you with myself."

He smiled and said in a gentle voice, "If you are not happy, hit me. I am made of copper and iron, and I can withstand your fists and legs."