Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Sheng Zheng couldn't ask Jiao Yang, how did you meet that man, when did you meet, and where did you meet.

He is not qualified to intervene in her emotional life. I even feel that I am as despicable and shameless as if I have some kind of thoughts.

So he could only choose not to ask, and then told Sheng Cheng about it on the phone.

As for Sheng Xiao who was in the barracks? Sorry, he doesn't deserve to know.

Sheng Zheng ordered the servants to pretend to clean out the room and let Cheng Jue live in it.

He didn't even dare to meet Shang Jiaoyang's half-smile look when he looked over. That's right. How could she not know if there is any vacancy in Sheng's house.

Sheng Zheng laughed at himself.

At night, Cheng Jue, who was arranged to sleep in the guest room, came to the door of Jiao Yang's room as if oiling the soles of her feet, and knocked on her door.

What are you doing? Jiao Yang opened the door a crack, Cheng Jue hugged a pillow outside the door, and snorted, The bed is so hard, I can't sleep.

Then he walked in, as naturally as in his own home, lifted her quilt and lay down directly.

Jiao Yang was wearing pajamas, she raised her eyebrows, folded her arms on her chest, and walked over with a smile: My bed is also hard.

He turned around and looked at her with the corner of his mouth curled up like a demon. He pulled her over and put her under him.

Pulling down her shoulder straps, the kiss fell on her body.

You are soft.

Their voices soon sounded from next door.

Sheng Zheng's whole body was stiff, as if he had fallen into the coldest cellar. He was being tortured constantly, how much he wanted to run over and separate the two of them.

So what if he's her second brother? He has no right to reprimand him, he doesn't.

Sheng Zheng covered his face with his hands, his fingers trembling, and tears slipped down between his fingers.

In the end, he ran out and kicked her door hard, his head was buzzing with anger: Quiet the fuck!

His eyes were already red.

Once, obviously.

The two people inside paused for a while, and then Jiaoyang's voice came out: I'm sorry, second brother, I forgot that the sound insulation effect of the old house is not good.

The man's arrogant voice also came out, without any sense of shame, I'm sorry, second brother, I thought people like you should have been used to this kind of scene for a long time.

... The man was hostile to himself.

Sheng Zheng didn't understand why, and he couldn't imagine that Jiao Yang would tell her boyfriend about these things with him.

He went back into the room, covered his face with the pillow, and almost buried himself in the ground and suffocated.

After that incident, Sheng and Mo didn't make any statement.

Sheng Zheng needed a wife in name only, while Mo Jingya wanted to protect her reputation. So after that discussion, they found that there was no need for the two of them to break off the engagement.

On this day, Jiao Yang and Cheng Yu took to the streets for a stroll.

Sell newspapers, sell newspapers. The newsboy passed by.

Jiao Yang winked at him, Cheng Jue swaggered, and then took out a copper coin from his pocket.

Have one.

After getting the newspaper, Jiao Yang paused. Going around and going around, after all, it is still back to the original point. To be honest, she didn't quite understand Mo Jingya's choice.

What's wrong? Cheng Jue asked her.

I'm thinking... Her eyes deepened, why the Mo family hasn't broken off the engagement with the Sheng family yet.

never mind.

She put away the newspaper.

Everyone has their own different choices, and they should pay for their own choices. Since Mo Jingya chooses to tolerate it, she has to bear the consequences.