Mrs. divorced again

Chapter 133 Third Master ([-])

Chapter 135 Third Master ([-])
Bai Weiyang sweetly said to Wu Su: "Mother, I'm going to take a bath." She kissed Wu Su on the cheek.

Wu Su grinned happily from the corner of his mouth to his ears and said hello.

Wu Su watched the cheongsam girl go upstairs before turning her head and turning her face towards Feng Songjie.

Very fussy way.

"You are not allowed to be too harsh on Yangyang in the future, she is still young. How many years older than you are! I don't know how to let her go."

Feng Songjie: "..."

What, let him let her go!Who is your real son?

Feng Songjie was speechless to his mother.

Wu Sudao: "After a while, when your elder brother comes back, I want to assign Yang Yang to your elder brother. You are not allowed to interfere at that time."

Feng Songjie's face was dark: "Don't make it sound like I'm going to be jealous with big brother! I'm not interested in that kind of bumpkin."

Wu Su smiled and said, "It's just fine if you're not interested. As a brother, you should protect your sister more in the future."

"..."

Protect your head.

Wu Su hasn't finished speaking yet, just watch him go upstairs.

Quickly asked: "What are you doing?"

"Go upstairs and sleep."

"Go back to your Governor's Mansion."

"I'll go back if I'm happy, and I'll live here if I'm not."

"Humph!"

When Feng Songjie went upstairs flicking his sleeves, he still took a deep breath.Suddenly walking to the door of his previous room, when he saw the nameplate [Bai Weiyang] hanging in front of the door next door, his face turned dark, damn it, he still lives next door!Feng Songjie almost wanted to rush over, take off the name and throw it into the ditch.

With a dark complexion, she walked to the door of her room, reached out her hand to the nameplate with black background and silver border, Feng Songjie's hand paused.

Thinking of the friction with her that morning.His lips suddenly recalled the feeling of having something in his mouth, and his face became embarrassed.

Mother Hippie!Why did he think of that scene.

The hand came down from her nameplate unconsciously.If I want to eliminate her hostility and live in peace with her, I'm afraid I have to formally apologize to her for peace talks.

For this reason, Feng Songjie took a deep breath and knocked on the door, but there was no response from inside.He put his hand on the doorknob and turned it unconsciously, and the door opened.

Did the guy not lock the door?

Feng Songjie pushed the door open and walked in, taking a look at the room.Four-door French style white maple cabinet, exquisite white French dresser, dark gold box spring bed with pink bedspread, and white saron curtain!Full of girly wind.

Gee.

Just from setting up Feng Songjie, he felt that his mother really cared about Bai Weiyang, and it was definitely not a fake.

After he finished looking around, he sat on the spring bed and stretched, it was very comfortable.There was some sourness in my heart.As his own son, the bed in the room is an ordinary hard bed, but his mother prepared an imported German spring bed for this woman, mother Xipi!
Bai Weiyang took a shower in the bathroom, and carefully washed off the remaining makeup on his face.But looking at the bruises on her shoulders, she sighed, this body is really delicate and tight.Wipe off the water droplets on your body with a fine cotton bath towel, and walk out while wiping your hair with the bath towel.

"I love to take a bath, I take a bath to keep my body healthy, rub left and right, lu la la du lu lu la la la blah—" Bai Weiyang, who was rubbing her hair and humming a little song, sensitively sensed that there was a third person in the space , she subconsciously raised the towel to wipe her hair, and looked towards the source of her gaze.

It happened to meet Feng Songjie who was sitting on the bed.

(End of this chapter)