Sweet Wife, be Good!

"Xiao Yao..." Lan Feng's voice became serious and extremely magnetic, as if his handsomeness was often occupied by publicity, and his voice was also mistaken by usual flying. It sounded exceptionally different at this moment.

"Huh?" Xiao Yao was a little stunned for a while, not knowing what he was going to say.

Lan Feng whispered: "Since we are married, let's try and accept each other."

Xiao Yao was stunned for a while, but she never understood why Lan Feng had said so firmly that she wanted to get married.

But both left and right are just those two reasons. He needs someone to stop the peach blossom. He feels guilty about what happened to her.

Xiao Yao never thought that there would be love in this, and that was the thing she didn't expect.

Who doesn't know the whole Jingyuan, Lan Feng likes Fu Meirou, likes it for more than ten years, crazy for her, crazy for her, and done everything for her.

And Xiao Yao, it was only because he was drunk once and accidentally conceived his child that he had an intersection with him.

"Master Feng, you don't actually need to force..."

"What if I said I didn't force it?" Lan Feng turned her head over and looked down at her eyes.

Xiao Yao grasped her fingers tightly, to Lan Feng, she had never forgotten.

How can someone who really likes it be forgotten so easily?

But when she has a career, she doesn't care so much about emotional matters, and doesn't treat her feelings as all of her.

He said so now, causing Xiao Yao's heart to jump suddenly.

She concealed her feelings and whispered: "Master Feng, I know you have other people in your heart. We are married, and for me, I am not wronged. You can get a divorce anytime you want. But others, You don't need to say much, I never thought about it that much."

"Xiao Yao, actually I..." Lan Feng wanted to say that he actually liked her very much, but when he spoke, he couldn't say anything when he looked at her extremely clear eyes.

It seems that I only like her now, it is a blasphemy against her.

Xiao Yao stood up and smiled: "Since the Portuguese West can't live there for the time being, I will temporarily stay on your side for a few days. When there is a suitable place, I will move out."

She took all these things indifferently, and her feelings for Lan Feng were also taken lightly.

It doesn't matter who he has in his heart.

"Okay." Lan Feng replied dullly.

Everyone thought he liked Fu Meirou, so Xiao Yao was no exception.

Sometimes even he himself would doubt whether he really came out.

But every time he sees Fu Meirou, he has a clear answer in his heart. He no longer feels the same for her. Those feelings that have been depressed for many years seem to be replaced by something suddenly and disappear without a trace. .

As for Xiao Yao's belief or not, he can only hand it over to time.

At noon, an aunty worker came over to cook lunch.

When she saw Xiao Yao, she was stunned for a moment: "Master Feng, are you cooking for two people?"

"Well, don't put green onions, Xiao Yao doesn't eat green onions." Lan Feng confessed casually.

The aunt smiled: "I remember, I won't let it go from now on."

Lan Feng's parents died early. He used to live alone a long time ago. Before, when his grandfather was still there, there was still a place to go. Later, he lived here for a long time.

The aunt has been helping here for many years and is familiar with everything about him.

Except for Chu Ning, it was the first time that Auntie saw a girl staying here for dinner.