This host can handle it, let her be the villain, she is the real deal

As a very gentleman and well-cultivated person, Jiang Bainian did not refuse.

Xia Qiong couldn't help secretly laughing, endured Sang Fan's tingling gaze and got into the car.

Sang Fan didn't make any move until the car passed in front of him.

This made Xiao Yansheng heave a sigh of relief and at the same time feel a little strange, because according to Sang Fan's strong and domineering character, it is impossible to just watch the person he likes get into someone else's car without doing anything.

He observed Sang Fan's face carefully, and said worriedly: "Brother, you won't be so mad, will you?"

Only then did Sang Fan glance at him as if giving charity, as if he didn't understand what he meant, "What are you talking about?"

"No!" Xiao Yansheng couldn't understand, "Lao Sang, the girl you like got into another man's car in front of you, the problem is that she still treats you like air, so she didn't show it?"

Sang Fan was stunned for a moment, pondered for a while, and seemed to think that the words were very reasonable, so he was not ashamed to ask: "Then what do you think I should do?"

The dog-headed military immediately put on airs and pretended to cough a few times, "I think this matter needs to be discussed in the long run, if you really want to get Xia Qiong, you have to act, or you will be cut off by others. "

What he said was so earnest that he wished he could do it himself.

Sang Fan had no expression on his face, he glanced at Xiao Yansheng, raised his brows slightly, his fear was visible to the naked eye: "In the long run, how long will we have to wait?"

Xiao Yan vomited blood angrily, and felt that the villain would complain first, "Brother, you still come to ask me? Do you look like you are chasing someone? People who don't know think I am chasing someone. You just have to be more active." , it won’t be reduced to this, okay?”

Sang Fan pursed his lips and silently clenched his fingers, "I don't know how to chase people."

"Ha!" Of course Xiao Yansheng knows that Sang Fan has been chased by a lot of people since he was a child. Of course he won't chase people, otherwise what's the use of him as a dog-headed military adviser?

"Of course I know, don't be angry, isn't it Xia Qiong who hasn't got the Jiang surname yet? What about you, get the Shen surname first, let Jiang Bainian fall into a big somersault, you are taking advantage of the situation , that's all right!"

Sang Fan is more indifferent than normal people, and has a weaker sense of morality, but Xiao Yansheng's method always makes him feel a strange sense of panic, and the furrow between his brows deepens, "The surname Shen...what's his name?"

"Oh! How do I know the name of Shen? I've never seen her before. Why do you care so much about a sick child?"

Sang Fan's eyes could not help but turn cold, quite piercing, "Can you speak well?"

Xiao Yansheng shuddered when he saw it, and begged for mercy, "My fault, my fault, it's not like you don't know, I'm just a cheap person."

Sang Fan turned his head and did not speak.

-

Shen Yue is doing something big today.

That is - cooking!
After all, living in someone else's house, eating and sleeping for free is not good after all, and she wants to help if she can do her best.

When I was in the small world before, it was all from the original owner's own memory, so it was not so unpalatable.

Thinking of this, perhaps because she has experienced too much and is too fantasy, it still gives her a very unreal feeling.

Shen Yue went to a nearby supermarket to buy some vegetables and fruits, washed them one by one, tied up her apron, and was ready for a big fight.

Taking a deep breath, he picked up the kitchen knife, when there was a movement outside the door.

Shen Yue hurried over to have a look.

It was Sang Fan who came back.

He must be in a bad mood. After changing into his slippers, he frowned and tore off his tie, opening the neckline to reveal his collarbone.

He unbuttoned his neckline, his chin raised subconsciously, the jawline was as smooth as a machete, sharp and sexy.

From the corner of the eye, he accidentally saw the girl coming out of the kitchen, and his cold eyes paused.

The girl wore a pink apron with a big star pattern on her body. She was full of girlishness. Her jet-black and beautiful hair was simply tied with a headband, and a few strands of hair hanging down added gentleness and beauty to her snow-white face.

Like a good wife and mother, waiting for her husband to come home.

Shen Yue was a little surprised, "Come back so soon?"

Sang Fan saw himself from Shen Yue's black jade-like pupils, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, his eyes looked at her deeply, and it took a long time to squeeze out a low syllable from his throat.

Shen Yue wondered if the date was messed up, that's why Sang Fan was so unhappy.

Thinking of this, Shen Yue didn't ask in a considerate manner, but said softly, "What do you want to eat? I just went to the supermarket to buy some food, and there should be a very sumptuous dinner today."

It feels like bragging, after all, my cooking skills are not that good, Shen Yue added in a low voice, "Perhaps, the taste may not be very good."

Sang Fan looked at her opening and closing lips.

He has been independent since high school, and moved out of the family. He is very precocious, and his parents travel abroad all the year round, so they don't take care of him for free.

In his concept, home is a very strange and fragile relationship, which is no different from strangers except for the ties of blood.

But now, Sang Fan feels the taste of home in Shen Yue.

It seems that no matter how tired and bitter you are outside, or when you encounter unsatisfactory things, when you get home, someone is waiting for you, leaving a lamp for you, and cooking a meal for you with your own hands. The child disappeared.

Sang Fan's heart trembled, as if he drank a sip of warm warm wine on a frosty winter solstice. The warmth rolled all over his body, making his heart feel hot and itchy.

He pressed the back of his neck, and his tone became hoarse and softer, "I can do anything."

Shen Yue said yes, turned around and went into the kitchen.

Sang Fan was sitting on the sofa outside, just about to turn on the TV, but before he could find the remote control, there was a sudden sound of broken porcelain in the kitchen.

Sang Fan, who was looking for the remote control, was taken aback, and ran over quickly, his heart pounding in his throat.

The scene he saw as soon as he entered the kitchen made his eyes tear up.

The girl squatted down and was about to clean up the sharp and broken porcelain on the ground with her bare hands.

"Don't touch!"

The deafening whisper made Shen Yue's whole body tremble.

Before he could raise his eyes, he was torn away by a strong force, and his wrist hurt a little from being clenched.

Sang Fan's face was ashen, and his tone was very aggressive, "Are you stupid? You don't want these hands anymore, right?"

Shen Yue just wanted to quibble: "No, I..."

Sang Fan's breathing became heavy, and his eyes became fierce, "What are you? If you don't want these hands, you might as well chop them off quickly."

Shen Yue had nothing to say.

There is another chapter, maybe an hour late, soon~~