The evil husband has facial paralysis

"Children grow up fast." Mrs. Luo also echoed. "Hands and feet twitch quickly. The clothes I made before don't fit." Suddenly thought of something. Mrs. Luo sighed slightly.

When he was a child, Luo Jiliang grew up fast. He was naughty, and his clothes were worn out every two days. She frowned and taught him a lesson. He even laughed out loud... If Luo Jiliang hadn't married someone else's husband, now she I can hold my grandson...

"Godmother." Luo Yan wrinkled his nose. Seeing what Mrs. Luo was thinking, she couldn't help waving her little hand in front of her eyes. Only then did Mrs. Luo come back to her senses, smiled, and patted Luo Yan's head Ask someone to bring him some pastries.

"Would you like some sugar-steamed crispy cheese?" Mrs. Luo turned her head to look at Luo Jiliang. "I asked the kitchen to make some. You used to love it."

"I won't bother the cook anymore. I'm going to go out for a walk in the downtown area later."

"go out."

Luo Jiliang nodded slightly: "Ye Xiaoming wants to go out and relax."

"It's fine to go out for a walk." Mrs. Luo nodded. "Just pay attention to your body. Your younger generation always relies on your youth and has no scruples. How can this be?"

"I know. Mother."

Knowing that Luo Jiliang has always been obedient and well-behaved, they can listen to what they say. Madam Luo smiled. But thinking of wronging Luo Jiliang back then, Madam Luo couldn't help but darken her eyes. She felt a little guilty.

It's just that things have come to this. It's useless to think too much.

When Ye Xiaoming came out, his complexion was even worse. He just restrained his expression and kept his face cold. If you didn't look carefully, it would be the same as before.

"It's over." Mrs. Luo asked.

"It's over." Ye Xiaoming replied coldly.

Mrs. Luo was taken aback by his expression. She froze. It was just her age and experience. She only smiled and didn't answer.

"Mother, Ye Xiaoming and I will take a step first." Luo Jiliang quickly stood up, blessed Mrs. Luo, and pulled Ye Xiaoming back out.

He really didn't know how to say that Ye Xiaoming was fine.

Saying goodbye to his parents. Luo Jiliang and Ye Xiaoming were walking side by side on the road. It was snowing lightly. Ye Xiaoming held up an umbrella and pulled Luo Jiliang closer to him.

"What's the matter with you today." Luo Jiliang suddenly asked after walking for a while.

"It's nothing." Ye Xiaoming gave him a look and said coldly.

"Do you think I'm a fool?" Luo Jiliang laughed. "What did you say to my brother? Brother's complexion is bad. Your complexion is also very bad."

Ye Xiaoming paused for a moment. He stopped. He turned around and looked at him steadily: "It's what he said to me. You should ask him."

What kind of sophistry is this? If his brother is really willing to tell him, he will not let him wait until tomorrow. He said there is nothing wrong with it on the spot. Luo Jiliang looked at Ye Xiaoming's expression. The more he looked at it, the more suspicious he became. He always felt that his brother must have said it What a terrible thing... and Liang Ze who met this morning. I don't know why. What happened. Ye Xiaoming even sent people to Luo's house.

"It's okay if you don't tell me." Luo Jiliang lowered his eyes and walked out under the umbrella. "If you have something irrelevant to say in the future, I hope I can be of some use to help you relieve boredom .”

Ye Xiaoming quickly grabbed him and pulled him back under the umbrella. After a while, a lot of snowflakes were on Luo Jiliang's body. He lowered his eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking. Gray and cold.

Heartbroken... Ye Xiaoming's eyes darkened. He pulled him into his arms: "You know how to show weakness. Say something to help me relieve my boredom."

Luo Jiliang stiffened and nestled in his arms. He didn't speak.

"You will really give me a problem." Ye Xiaoming smiled bitterly. "Let's find a shop to sit with. Everyone else is watching us."

Luo Jiliang's body trembled. Only then did he remember that they were still on the street... quickly pushed Ye Xiaoming away, and glared at him.

"Come with me." After all, he couldn't say anything fierce. Luo Jiliang lowered his eyes and walked towards He Yuxuan.

Heyuxuan is a famous restaurant in the local area. A group of romantic and refined scholars often gather here to sing poems. Luo Jiliang used to be a frequent visitor here. Xiaoer saw him and hurriedly greeted him.

"Master Luo. You haven't been here for a long time." Xiao Er said with a smile. I heard that Master Luo was back before. The sour scholars in the restaurant laughed and discussed privately for countless times. He also knew their sour words when he was still Master Luo. .Will not come again. "Is it still the same as before?"

Luo Jiliang nodded, paused, and said, "Boil a few pots of wine and bring in."

"Okay." Xiao Er responded. "Boil a few pots of good wine." Leading the way, he said again. "Today, I'm the only one. Your little boy didn't come."

"Whether you come or not has nothing to do with you." Xiaoer then realized that there was a tall man standing outside the door at some point. His gaze was as cold as ice, as if he wished to freeze him to death. His gaze turned to him impatiently. Circle. Walked to Luo Jiliang's side with strides, and hugged Luo Jiliang's shoulder domineeringly.

Xiao Er was startled by what he said, took half a step back, and looked at him with some trepidation. In the past, it was not that there were no one who hung shoulders with Master Luo. It's just that this person is domineering, looks cold and solemn, and is full of possessiveness. Hugging Master Luo tightly... This man, Xiao Er opened his mouth wide. After all, he has a lot of experience. He quickly put on a smile and said with a smile: "My master, I'm sorry. I'm a little talkative. Please don't be offended. Lou Please, upstairs." It seems that this is the young master of the Ye family who ran away from home because he didn't want to marry Master Luo in the legend.

It's just... looking at his dominance towards Master Luo, this rumor really doesn't match.

"This box has always been reserved for Master Luo." Xiaoer wiped the table, made a pot of Biluochun for them, and retreated respectfully. "Little one, let the cook serve you food immediately."

Ye Xiaoming turned pale when the people walked out. He walked to the window and glanced at the busy market.

"You have a big temper now." After a while, Ye Xiaoming walked up to Luo Jiliang, lowered his body, and touched his face. "You can still be angry."

Luo Jiliang shook his head. He didn't know what it was like.

"If you want me to tell you, you will only hate me." Ye Xiaoming let go of his face and sat beside him. "Forget it. Since you want to hear it, it doesn't matter if I tell you."

Ye Xiaoming poured himself a cup of tea: "Your brother...have you never suspected that he is not alone?"

Luo Jiliang's body couldn't help shaking. He raised his head and looked at Ye Xiaoming in disbelief. He opened his mouth, but finally he didn't say anything.

It seems that there was no doubt.

"That's it. Do you want me to say it?" Ye Xiaoming stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms, rubbing his earlobe with a stern expression.

"Wait." Luo Jiliang looked down at Ye Xiaoming and took a deep breath. "I'll ask my brother myself."

Ye Xiaoming hooked his lips and pressed the person down. Luo Jiliang was still unwilling at the beginning. It's just that Ye Xiaoming was so weak, so he half pushed and half followed him, put his arms around his neck, and obediently let him suck it His lips. Slowly sucking and biting.

"Luo Jiliang." The door was suddenly opened at this moment. A man with the appearance of a scholar looked at their cuddling scene, and couldn't help but widen his eyes.