Falling in love with his bed

Fan Zheyun's mouth, calling fan Zheyu's name, pounces on fan Zheyu, but she doesn't notice. At this time, her sister is kicking hard at herself.

"Look out!" Ding Yi's heart is also full of emotion. Seeing the appearance of fan Zheyu, who had long thought that he was dead, is also a look of excitement. However, standing behind fan Zheyun, he can see the kick that fan Zheyu just kicked out. At this time, fan Zheyun is not on guard.

Ding Yi is so close that he can see the sneer on fan Zheyu's face. He quickly dodges and pours at fan Zheyun. His two hands tightly embrace fan Zheyun's waist. Holding fan Zheyun in his arms, he rotates in the same place. The foot that fan Zheyu kicks just kicks at Ding Yi's body. Fan Zheyu's foot has too much strength. Ding Yi was kicked in a sharp pain and stabbed into his body.

"Ah With a cry of pain, Ding Yi's body rushes toward the ground. When he falls, Ding Yi's two hands quickly move fan Zheyun to his body and let fan Zheyun overwhelm his body. His body falls heavily on the ground.

"Husband!" Fan Zheyun cried heartily and quickly got up. He helped Ding Yi up and raised his head. He saw his sister fan Zheyu shooting a pair of cold eyes at him and quickly lowered his head. "Yi, are you ok?"

Fan Zheyun is not at ease. It seems that he feels like a thief under his sister's gaze. Ding Yi and Zizai should belong to his sister, but he snatches everything that originally belonged to her.

"Don't make out in front of me, don't disgust me here!" The intimacy between Ding Yi and fan Zheyun makes fan Zheyu feel upset. His mouth is filled with a cry of hatred. He speaks with disgust.

"Sister ~!" Fan Zheyun called fan Zheyun, but his face was flushed. He didn't know how to talk to his sister.

"Don't call me, I don't know you!" Fan Zheyu said impatiently, but his hands were even tighter. "I'm here today to take back everything I lost. Of course, this man, I won't want any more. I'll let him accompany you all the time until you two go to the dungeon together!"

Fan Zheyu said vicious words and raised a hand. All the people behind her raised their guns. The black barrel locked fan Zheyun and Ding Yi!

"Wait!" Ding Yi stood up, gave a big drink, pulled fan Zheyun behind him and protected him tightly, "Zheyu, tell me why? Why do you aim at us like this as soon as you come back? " Ding Yi is suppressing her anger. In the past, when she thought fan Zheyu was dead, she was heartbroken and didn't know how long she had been looking for her. But now, with fan Zheyun's care, she managed to get out of the pain in her heart. At this time, she suddenly came back, and this return brought about tit for tat hostility, And the black barrel! Once relatives, so relative, Ding Yi's heart side, how can bear it?

"I'm aiming at you? Ha ha ha ha Ding Yi's words made fan Zheyu laugh wildly. In the laughter, the scarred face was full of ferocious and twisted words, "I'm aiming at you? Why don't you think about what you've done to me? "