Meng Xue sneered, "the road is still long!"

Then she went out.

As soon as she left, the servants in the villa came to defend her grievances: "I've never seen such a thing. My wife is pregnant. She came to the door to say these words. Don't pay attention to her, madam. She's talking nonsense. Now LAN Shao is paying attention to his wife. Where is it like what she said!"

Fu Mingzhu smiled: "don't worry, how can I be unhappy for this little thing."

But when she dropped her eyes, she thought of one thing Meng Xue said. Meng Zhiyao sucked that, and Su Lian also participated.

So what is the relationship between Su Lian and Meng Zhiyao?

These are all she wants to know, but she has no way to ask Lan Yu. Lan Yu should not know that her asking is tantamount to pushing him to Su Lian.

Fu Mingzhu now knows that Meng Xue plays with both hands. Indeed, the girls from the Meng family are not simple.

On this day, Lan Yu came back very late. Fu Mingzhu didn't come back until 1 a.m. under the crystal lamp in the hall, Lan Yu's face looked a little tired, but when he saw Fu Mingzhu, he frowned and went to sit down beside her, "why don't you sleep so late?"

As soon as he sat down, Fu Mingzhu was acutely aware of the perfume on his body.

Familiar Chanel 5.

She quietly moved aside and looked at him: 'have you gone out to socialize? The smell of perfume!

He frowned deeper and lowered his head and sniffed at his own taste. Then he smiled. "They were courtesy with the long wind and rubbed some perfume."

Fu Mingzhu didn't want to ask, but he couldn't help it for a while: "isn't it the smell of Su Lian?"

Lan Yu looked at her and breathed: "are you following me?"

When he said these four words, her face changed slightly. After staring at him for a long time, she gently spit out a sentence: "am I such a person in your heart? Or do you think you can continue to spend and play outside when I marry you? "

She said this without asking him to answer. Some words are meaningless when they are broken.

She didn't want him to explain. She only had a cold war with him.

After getting along with him for so long, in fact, she knew him more or less. If he hadn't met Su Lian, he would coax her rather than question her and blow her hair like being trampled on a painful place.

It's boring.

She went straight over him and headed upstairs. She wanted to calm down tonight.

Lan Yu grabbed her hand and said in a low voice, "what do you mean, Fu Mingzhu? What do you mean to continue to spend and play after I get married?"

She threw away his hand, but he stepped forward and forced her to hold her. Fu Mingzhu was afraid of falling and did not dare to run. He was finally held in his arms. But she was held by him and did not feel the warmth on him. She only felt the smell of the perfume.

"What kind of situation will it rub on perfume and stay for so long time?" She turned her head and looked at him: "Lan Yu, don't say you can rub it in a room. I said I can't accept your hooking up with Su Lian. You won't know what she thinks of you. She sucks that kind of thing with Meng Zhiyao. Meng Zhiyao exposed you. Where's Su Lian? You not only let her go, but also comfort her?"

She smiled a little bleak: "holding comfort, blue bureau?"

He finally blew his hair: "Fu Mingzhu, how do you know this?"

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