I just want to be a group pet

Chapter 1824 Lie Yan: I go, can I?

Ah.

A sarcastic smile overflowed Murong Yan's sexy red lips.

"Then what about you?" Murong Yan's charming and elegant eyes focused on Dugulie's arrogance for a moment, and Hei Yao's eyebrows and eyes: "At least, Bai Mosi carried a big sedan chair eight times, and Shili Hongzhuang married me in, and gave me a real card." Mrs. Bai's title, he has no other women, and he puts all his heart on me, so what about you? What did you give me? Your real wife is Pinellia, and you give all of your eight-carried sedan chairs, wedding candles, etc. Pinellia, what did you give me? You gave me endless harm."

Murong Yan looked at Dugulie accusingly: "Dugulie, you are the least qualified to say such words!"

There were crystal teardrops on her eyelashes, she flapped her eyes, her eyes were full of water, and her jade hands were tightened in her palms: "So, what qualifications do you have to talk about my family's affairs? Messina's concubine is my willingness." .”

"Are you willing?" Dugulie asked in a murmur.

"Yes."

"This only shows that you don't love him." Dugulie said firmly.

"I love him."

"what about me?"

"do not love."

It's a good one not to love, really a good one not to love.

Dugulie rolled his Adam's apple, and almost said that he didn't touch Pinellia.

"You can go, this is my home after all, Dugulie, you are sitting on the bed where Bai Mosi and I are sitting." Murong Yan stroked her hand inch by inch: "He and I rolled over on this long bed, kissed..."

"Enough." Dugulie grabbed her neck: "Stop talking, stop talking, I'll go, I'll go, okay?"

With a flip, he disappeared again.

Murong Yan stared at the window in a daze.

*
The next day.

The dowry has been delivered to Zhipei's home.

Zhipei was very excited, very excited because she finally got her wish and married Bai Mosi.

This man she has always loved.

Because accepting a concubine is different from marrying the main house, there is no exaggerated ceremony, but a red sedan chair is simply carried to the gate of the White Mansion.

The old lady Bai couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear. She seemed to have seen her grandson running around.

Zhipei was wearing a festive skirt, and her black hair had been pulled into a neat bun. Although she was not born to be an all-powerful woman, she was a very ladylike, virtuous woman, making people look very comfortable.

Like a sunflower.

A sunflower growing toward the sun.

Bai Mosi didn't like Zhipei, so he left her alone at the door.

The housekeeper stood at the door and looked at the lonely Zhipei with a perplexed expression, and said, "Master...he's a little busy, and he's still...still in Dali Temple."

"It's okay." Zhipei's little face collapsed, she may be the most embarrassing woman, that man didn't love her, and even abandoned her on such an important day.

"I'll take you to your room." The butler said, thinking, what a poor person, the young master's heart is obviously not on her.

Zhipei nodded, and came to his room alone and helpless.

The rooms are not fancy but neat.

She sat there peacefully waiting for Bai Mosi to come back.

After making arrangements for Zhipei, the housekeeper went to Murong Yan's room after a while: "Ma'am, Zhipei has already entered the door, very quiet and there is no disturbance."

"En." Murong Yan lowered her eyes in deep thought, she hoped that Zhipei was a kind and good girl who would treat Bai Mosi sincerely.

A whole day passed, and Zhipei sat there motionless.

Suddenly, the door opened.

(End of this chapter)