Lucky Pregnancy & Sweet Marriage: Hubby, Please Turn Off the Lights!

Cheng Tingxue sat up suddenly on the bed.

Together with Rong Linyi, looking at the petite and lovely little woman at the door of the room.

Su Yanyun hugged the pillow, still wearing the daytime fan dress and pink flat heels.

Her hair was loosely draped on her shoulders, her small half-covered face, **** grape-like eyes, flashed with grievances and fear.

She was probably asleep. She pouted aggrievedly on the ground, her mouth was red and translucent like a cherry, and her pink face was a little delicate and beautiful.

Cheng Tingxue, who took care of the celebrity beauty and claimed to be a great beauty, was also amazed by her appearance of Shimizu Furong.

"You..." She pointed to Su Yanyun.

Where did this woman emerge from?

Why is it in Linjiang Water Courtyard?

Didn't Mrs. Rong say that except for the half-old mistress Chen, even the swan is male?

I didn't expect Cheng Tingxue's words to come out yet.

Su Yanyun widened her eyes in astonishment, the ignorance in her eyes had been wiped out, replaced by deep doubts and shattering pain.

"Who are you? Why are you here? Why are you with my husband?" She asked in one breath, and then looked at Rong Linyi not far away.

Rong Linyi looked like he had just taken a shower, his hair was still moist, and he combed all the way to his head.

The husband in the bathrobe and the glamorous beauties in pajamas are in the same room.

Even if you haven't lie down together, it's enough to make people think about it.

Su Yanyun was so wronged that she was crying, her tone was tortured and sad: "Husband, what is going on? You must give me an explanation!"

Rong Linyi just looked at Su Yanyun with his undercurrent surging eyes, in addition to his usual coldness, there was also a trace of restlessness and darkness in his eyes.

Su Yanyun couldn't get an answer. She was sad and disappointed, so she lifted her pillow and fell towards Rong Linyi.

"How can you do this! Husband, how can you do this!" She choked.

Rong Linyi snatched the pillow and reached out to take Su Yanyun into his arms.

Su Yanyun couldn't struggle, so she could only beat Rong Linyi's chest with her powder fist: "Let go of me! You explain it to me first!"

"Ha! What did I see?" Cheng Tingxue stepped out of the bed, holding her chest up, looking at Su Yanyun hostilely and contemptuously, "I don't know where the pheasant came from, dare to pretend to be a young woman? Husband, too. Can you call it?"

Xiao San called her a pheasant in this room?

Su Yanyun suddenly exploded in combat power.

However, before she took a step, Rong Linyi grabbed her shoulder and held her tightly in his arms.

He held down the puffed little woman and looked at Cheng Tingxue's eyes as if she was watching the rotten rice overnight: "She can't be called..."

Cheng Tingxue hadn't been proud for a second.

Rong Linyi's contemptuous and disgusting second half sentence was sent out: "...Can you?"

"Yes, I can't, can you do it?" Su Yanyun asked confidently.

"You..." Cheng Tingxue was dumbfounded by the words of Rong Linyi and Su Yanyun.

Especially, even though Su Yanyun seemed to have an unknown origin and a bad name, she was actually held in her arms by Rong Linyi in such a protective posture.

"Young Master Yi, this woman crooked melons and split dates. I don't know where the goods come from. How can they compare to others?"

Cheng Tingxue couldn't understand how she could not compare to the low-level woman in Rong Linyi's arms with her appearance.