His Sunny Wife

There is a coherent light on him, which can't help but fascinate everyone's mind.

But there was only one person, standing in the crowd, as if she had been stabbed in the back, as if she had been pierced by a thousand arrows, as if she were roasting in the fire, frying in the oil pan. She was Yang zi'er standing behind Nangong Yaoling.

She watched the man she loved throw his anger at another woman, but he was burning the light of love in his anger. She listened to him scold her and "scold" her, but the curse was like a knife, cutting her heart one by one.

Let her whole person be ashamed of herself, want to find a what ground to crack to drill into at random.

She had never been so humble and miserable in her life.

And at this moment, looking at the strange eyes cast by others, the taunting eyes mixed with fun but deliberately hidden.

Yang zi'er's hands and feet are shaking.

Xia xiaonuan is also nervous and trembles. She grabs Nangong Yaoling's arm. She feels embarrassed and feels a wonderful feeling in her heart.

He said in public that she was his

He is scolding her, but she knows that he is actually telling everyone that if he dares to hurt her, it is tantamount to challenging the authority of Nangong Yaoling.

She widened her eyes and looked at Nangong Yaoling. He looked really terrible. His face was gloomy, his eyes were pressing, his chin was tight, and his whole body was cold and pressing.

If she didn't know his true face, she would be scared by him.

But she was still shocked by his inherent noble temperament. She even lowered her head and said weakly: "I I... "

"What are you doing!? Do you understand? " He said aloud.

"Listen I understand... "

Yang zi'er's hands and feet are cold. In front of everyone, she feels that she has lost all her face. She knows that this time, he completely angered emperor Shao.

But his temper is a little puzzling.

She couldn't figure out why, but she couldn't think about it any more. Her brain is blank. Although she knows that he has no her in his heart, she once held a trace of hope humbly. After all, he gave her hope.

She even thought that she was his woman, but never thought that from heaven to hell, it was just a man's eyes, a look, a word.

She couldn't stay any longer. Tears came out of her eyes. She covered her lips, pushed away the crowd and rushed out.

Small warm eyes, looking at the direction of Yang zi'er.

There was a lot of noise. At this time, Nangong Yaoling bent over and picked up Xia xiaonuan.

"Stupid woman, take care of yourself first!" He said aloud, hugging her and strode out.

Small warm low voice, has been submerged in the crowd of bursts of low voice.

When she was put into the car, Nangong Yaoling's face was still not very good.

Xiao Nuan sat in the co driver's seat of the car, watching him pull open the door, get into the car, and start the car skillfully.

Xiao Nuan looked at him askew.

He ignored her.

Xiaonuan noticed something was wrong and asked in a low voice: "what's the matter with you today? In a bad mood? "

Nangong Yaoling glanced at her.

"You'd better leave me alone." He said coldly.

Xiao Nuan's face is half black.

She snorted. Don't open your face. She looked out of the window at the neon street.

She didn't hurt on purpose? He made a fire in the crew, but what is he doing now?