God of War's Love: Forced to Marry a Cute Wife

Chapter 15 015 is more evil than the evil man

Walking into the courtyard, it is a two-story villa.Completely different from the solemnity of the front yard, the layout here is more like a children's room.Even the pillars are engraved with cute Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck.

Luo Zhan seemed to have heard something, walked quickly, and rushed into the hall in a few strides.

Song Feiyu could only continue to chase in with the hem of the skirt that was in the way, Yaya, look at this big night, what tricks are you doing?Is it easy to make some money?Just acting like a crazy person in a big drama, playing Cinderella who is not loved by her grandma, not loved by her uncle, and whom the prince hates to death.

Weeping blood, wiping away tears, taking money, leaving... Suddenly, there was a feeling of being blocked, and I was afraid that I would have to be led by the nose by this bird in the future.She will be his assistant in the future. The so-called assistant is doing chores. This guy has a lot of chores at first sight.Aww, her good life for Song Feiyu is coming to an end.

Like her brother's operation, the craniotomy, maybe it will take a long time.

In the hall, the lights are bright.A room full of toys, even building blocks, is piled up in piles, it is completely a children's room.

In the living room, on the luxurious sofa, a man was sitting in a strange posture, with his face facing the back, sitting on his back, swaying like a tumbler.

Standing beside him was a woman in her fifties, holding a jade-white porcelain bowl, bending over and coaxing the man flatteringly: "Third young master, eat something, you can't do without food..."

Luo Zhan frowned deeply, his eyes darkened: "Zi Yu!"

When the man on the sofa heard the shout, he quickly turned his face away, but he still didn't say a word, he shook his head and muttered something.

The corners of Song Feiyu's mouth twitched violently, his eyes almost fell to the ground in surprise.If I had to use one word to describe how she felt right now, it would be "amazing".

Yes, stunning.A kind of stunningness that is more enchanting than a monstrous man, and a kind of beauty that is more delicate than a beautiful woman.

Song Feiyu's little sister was instantly confused.Those eyes are clearer than the water in Jiuzhaigou, the nose is straight, and the lips are rosy... The skin is smoother and more delicate than that of a girl... Well, she admits that the creator of this world is eccentric.

As far as facial features are concerned, the three brothers are indeed similar.The difference is that Luo Ziao's edges and corners are not so sharp, and he is as gentle as jade; Luo Zhan is full of energy, full of ruffian and cold air, as if everyone owes him and everyone should listen to him.

And the third Luo in front of him, even though he was equally tall, was a boy, a real boy, and a boy with a questionable IQ.

Song Feiyu quickly lowered his head, lest his creditor accuse her of flirting with someone.She looked like she had nothing to do with herself, and retreated into the corner.

Luo Zhan didn't bother to talk to her, squatted down on the edge of the sofa, and said softly, "Ziyu, why don't you eat today?"

Song Feiyu's stomach growled, please, she didn't eat yet.The more you talk about food, the hungrier you get.What she wants most now is a bucket of instant noodles, hula hula, even soup.She swallowed her saliva, and the flying fish, which was all-powerful by Qian, couldn't even crawl, let alone fly.

Chest to back.

I only heard Luo Zhan's order to go on: "Cook some dishes, and I will accompany the third young master for dinner."

Song Feiyu's small appearance was wrinkled into a ball, oh, he never thought that she didn't eat, did he?This damn man!Oops, this contract is over, don't have anything to do with it anymore, not even a little bit.

Soon, the dishes came.Sure enough, the damned man didn't think of her at all, and dragged his younger brother's wobbly body to sit on the dining table: "Zi Yu, have a dumpling." He was very attentive and caring, and the lines on his face were inexplicably softer.

(End of this chapter)