The male god is sick: the only favorite sweetheart wants to leave home

Chapter 272 I'm Angry
At this time Tang Shaojue was flipping through a stack of documents, and when he saw Mu Xiaoran coming in, he gracefully closed the folder.

Mu Xiaoran stood still in front of Tang Shaojue, her posture was perfect, her expression was domineering, and she was full of Yujie style.

But the next second she was dumbfounded, because at this critical moment, she actually lost the chain.

What should she say?

It seems...it seems...something...

Nima, I forgot all about it!

After holding it in for a long time, Mu Xiaoran still didn't say a word, and the aura she had finally pretended to have gradually faded away.

The preparations were all fed to the dogs, and she left nothing behind.

"What do you want to say?"

Tang Shaojue raised his eyebrows, and there was a little flame beating in his deep eyes.

Mu Xiaoran was so excited that Lan Yuze's hand was shattered. The only answer he could think of was that Mu Xiaoran was still thinking about Lan Yuze!
Mu Xiaoran cleared his throat, and asked in a lack of momentum: "You... When did he come?"

In the seconds before walking through the door, she had a lot of questions on her mind.

But when things came to an end, she didn't know what mentally handicapped question she asked.

"Should a stranger tell you?" Tang Shaojue said disapprovingly, is this necessary?

What is Blue Yuze?
Mu Xiaoran retorted angrily: "He is not a stranger!"

She guessed that Shaojue Tang must think that her old relationship is unforgettable, but in fact, Shaojue Tang really thought so.

Very well, Lan Yuze is not a stranger, that is her old lover!
Mu Xiaoran's lips moved, she said that what she just said didn't go through her brain, I was wrong.

But admitting mistakes like this is too disrespectful!
"Am I not good enough for you? Or did I not feed you enough to make you miss your old lover so much? What am I in your heart?" Tang Shaojue narrowed his eyes and asked.

Almost out of survival instinct, Mu Xiaoran took two steps back.

Now there is a low air pressure centered on Tang Shaojue. Standing beside him, it is very difficult to breathe.

Damn, this... the way to open it is wrong!Why is Tang Shaojue so angry?
She is the one who should be angry!

"Don't talk about those things that are useful or not, just say why you didn't tell me?" Mu Xiaoran asked through gritted teeth.

If you don't even have this trust, what's the point of being together?
Tang Shaojue snorted lightly: "If you continue to provoke, I don't mind disabling his other hand and turning him into a waste."

He was never merciful to his rivals.

Mu Xiaoran pursed her lips, and the arrogance that had just raised her head was extinguished again.

She sat down on the sofa dejectedly, obediently like a little sheep.

But will Uncle Tang be satisfied with this?

If you know that the uncle is so easy to serve, can he still be called the uncle?

Tang Shaojue snorted, compromised for Lan Yuze?

Sure enough, that wild man still has a place in his heart, maybe even more important than him.

This recognition made Tang Shaojue's anger even stronger, and there was a strong sour smell mixed with it.

In fact, a man's heart is also a needle in the sea, which is also difficult to guess.

This is not right, that is not right, what should she do?
Mu Xiaoran was very depressed. What should she do to please Uncle Tang's complicated heart?

This... is really not an easy task.

Mu Xiaoran glanced at Tang Shaojue secretly, and saw that the man's nose was not a nose, and his eyes were not eyes. Now Mu Xiaoran was really angry.

It's reasonable for a man to be so arrogant, right?
Hmph, I won't play with you anymore!
(End of this chapter)