Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 4 Ironic Betrayal 4
The scalp was numb and painful, Song Langyin let out a cry of pain, let go of the hand that restrained Feng Nuanyang, and stretched out his hand to struggle.

Feng Nuanyang got the chance, and his other hand was not idle, he dragged Song Langyin back.

Unable to avoid it, Song Langyin stretched out his hand to scratch her face. Her finger painted with bright red cardamom quickly left several bloodstains on her face.

But Feng Nuanyang didn't care, she only had one thought in her mind, she wanted to kill this bitch, to see if she still seduced the man.

The two of you pushed each other, neither would let the other, in the end it was Feng Nuanyang who had the upper hand, she ruthlessly pressed Song Langyin to the ground, grabbed her hair tightly, and the other hand did not hold back. Mercilessly, he slapped Song Langyin's delicate face hard. It took ten layers of strength, and Song Langyin couldn't care less about Xiang Yuchen, screaming like a pig in pain.

"Bitch, I asked Yuchen to seduce him, I asked you to seduce him..." Her eyes were red with anger, and she straddled Song Langyin with her fat body, slapping the woman under her.

Xiang Yuchen turned off the shower switch and leaned against the wall, but after the surroundings were still, the wailing outside was especially clear.

He frowned, dissatisfaction spread in his eyes, he casually took the towel to cover his body, and walked out.

What he didn't expect was that the room was in a mess, and there were two women fighting on the ground. After he saw the situation clearly, he was also shocked, and hurried forward to pull Feng Nuanyang up.

"What are you doing here?" His tone was unconsciously stern, his eyes fell on Song Langyin's pig-headed face, and disgust flashed in his eyes.

Feng Nuanyang was still angry, and suddenly saw the culprit. This man had a good figure, but the scratches on his shoulders were so conspicuous, he really betrayed her.

She sneered twice, looking at the face that had fascinated her in the past, she couldn't stop the nausea in her heart, and pushed his hand away fiercely.

Xiang Yuchen looked at her strange eyes and the disgust in her eyes, feeling uncomfortable, "You are crazy, what is this place, you came here to fight?"

Song Langyin got up from the ground, feeling very unwilling, but seeing the man close at hand, felt aggrieved again, stepped forward to hug Xiang Yuchen, leaned into his arms, and sobbed softly: "Yu Chen Chen, Nuanyang, she's crazy, she's going to kill me, I'm so scared." In a place where Xiang Yuchen couldn't see, she winked at Feng Nuanyang triumphantly, although her face hurt, her heart stopped. She couldn't help but hate, but she was very happy to let Yuchen see the real face of this woman, and thought it was worth it.

Feng Nuanyang looked at the man and woman across from him in disgust, and she couldn't vent her anger. She suddenly saw the fruit knife on the coffee table next to her that was shining with cold light. The cold blade crossed her indifferent and hurt eyes, and she walked towards them slowly.

Song Langyin was startled, and flinched into Yuchen's arms: "Don't act recklessly, killing people is against the law!"

Xiang Yuchen was also surprised, feeling the warmth in his arms, and seeing him cuddling with her ambiguously, his heart tightened suddenly, and he quickly knew the reason for the great change in the warm sun.

He stretched out his hand to pull Song Langyin out of his arms, with anxious and flustered emotions flashing across his eyes: "Nuanyang, it's not what you think, listen to me to explain..."

Her familiar tenderness flashed across his dark eyes, as if he really cared about her, bitterness flashed in Feng Nuanyang's heart, thinking of his deception, her heart hardened, and she pressed the fruit knife against his chest, eyes There is determination in it: "I said that I hate being cheated the most!" The best girlfriend and the man I love the most, hehe~ Is there anyone more bloody in this world?

He looked at the hurt in her eyes, and felt very uncomfortable. His throat tightened, but he didn't know how to explain it. He could only squeeze out three words: "I love you."

But Feng Nuanyang was not happy. These three words were what she wanted to hear most in the past few years, but he never said them, and now she doesn't want them anymore.

Uncomfortable tears flowed from the corners of her eyes. When both of them were immersed in each other's eyes, jealousy flashed across Song Langyin's eyes. He carefully walked to the tea table next to him, picked up the red wine she had prepared, and then Walking up to the two of them, while they were relatively speechless, he picked up the wine bottle and slammed it on Feng Nuanyang's head: "Bitch, go to hell!"

At that moment, no one expected that there would be a dull pain in his head, warmth across his forehead, and with a heart-piercing cry, Feng Nuanyang fell into darkness.

(End of this chapter)