His face was very ugly. He grabbed her hand and said, "you really want to fight with me for a Jiang Zhuo. I can apologize."

Tang Yaoding was there, a little stunned. For a long time, she finally calmed down.

She looked a little tired, gently broke away from him, and her voice was a little hoarse: "pan Yazhan, have you ever thought that you questioned me and Jiang Zhuo? Yes, I had a period with him, but that was over, and Nini was real. You should always quarrel with me for Jiang Zhuo. When Nini grew up, she understood what to do at that time?"

His eyes fixed on her and his anger was extinguished.

Tang Yao lowered her eyes: "I don't want to get angry with you or quarrel with you. You are very kind to me, but it doesn't mean you can treat me like tonight."

Then she silently took her clothes and went out. Pan Yazhan didn't stop her this time.

He thought about Tang Yao's words before and after, and he even agreed with them.

He reached out and wiped his face. He had to admit to himself that he was crazy with jealousy and lost his temper today.

He never did.

Never for a woman's gaffe, never for a woman to do such a rude thing, let alone care about women like this.

He used to enjoy the feeling of love, but he never lost heart.

He has good conditions, but some women will leave him, and he never takes it to heart.

For Tang Yao, she just talked to Jiang Zhuo for a while, and he couldn't stand it and was crazy jealous.

Will lose her manners and hurt her!

He took a long breath and stood alone in the master bedroom, looking a little lonely.

He lit a cigarette and poured himself a glass of red wine, but he didn't touch it much.

He always stood there, wondering if she would suddenly come back, suddenly hugged him from behind, and said to him that Yazhan, we don't quarrel, and we are reconciled, but this is really a daydream. His Yaoyao is very proud. He has been a little princess of Tang brick since he was a child. In fact, when he was a child, he half despised her and half thought she was so cute and beautiful.

It's a little too beautiful.

And now this beautiful little thing is his wife, which has worn him out.

Pan Yazhan stood alone for a long time. Almost late at night, she didn't come back.

By the way, how could she come back? She's angry with him now.

He stood there alone, remembering his childhood and thinking about tonight.

He felt that he was wrong and that he was not completely wrong. After a long time, he felt that his whole body was numb. He raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was already two o'clock in the morning. He actually stood alone for so long.

Slender and beautiful fingers gently put down the cup, and the subtle sound was particularly clear in the night.

Pan Yazhan tidied up his mood and walked towards the guest room.

The light in the guest room was off. Tang Yao had already slept. Although he could accurately find her in the dark.

He went in, sat down by the bed, sat down gently and looked at her sleeping face.

She slept heavily, probably because she was tired after a fight, or because she was pregnant.

Usually she is not like this. No matter how late he comes back, she will wake up, like a conditioned reflex.

Now think about it, maybe she has been waiting for him in her heart.

Thinking of this, he felt unspeakable and felt that he might have made a mistake. Tang Yao was right. They just talked and had nothing else.

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