The Stupid Missy Glows Up After Marriage

"Huh, quarrel?"

This is the most uncomfortable thing about Meng Ying.

No matter how angry she is, Nansang will stop with silence.

No matter how angry a person is to sing a one-man show, they can't sing.

Lan Chen knew he had asked the wrong question.

He frowned and looked at Nansang, "Don't mess with her. This woman has a bad temper recently. You take a step back and everything is fine. You and I are happy."

Nan Sang stared at Meng Ying with his mo-like eyes.

Just don't step back, don't compromise.

Lan Chen took a deep breath.

He looked at Meng Ying, "Or, you can go back."

Meng Ying glanced over with a cold eye.

Lan Chen shut up.

No one can control her now.

Both of these people were from Mu Yuansheng.

Without Mu Yuansheng, both of them could go to heaven.

I don't know what bad luck I have, so how come I know them?

Isn’t it okay to be the boss of the club?

"Then you talk slowly." Lan Chen humbly withdrew.

"Take him away!" Meng Ying was irritated.

Lan Chen was startled and smiled, "Dear, I can't take him away. That is what your man left for you, and I have no right to take him away."

Meng Ying took a deep breath.

Then he showed a smile that turned all beings upside down.

That smile is a bit crooked.

Lan Chen got goose bumps when he saw it.

"Can I **** him?" Meng Ying asked suddenly.

Lan Chen opened his mouth wide.

Nan Sang's ears started to get hot.

"Ah. Watch it for yourself. Also, this kind of thing requires the consent of the person involved. If you ask me, I can't be the master."

Meng Ying was fierce.

She got up and rushed to Nansang, pressing him down, her face very close to his.

The tip of his nose is about to touch the tip of his nose.

Nan Sang froze.

Lan Chen forgot to go out.

Just watch it.

Meng Ying took a deep breath and pressed it down, "Are you going?"

This is a threat.

Nan Sang clenched his fists.

The tip of Meng Ying's nose has touched the tip of his nose, "If you don't go, do you want me to do something to you?"

Nan Sang suppressed his breathing, his heart beating dull.

He dared not move.

He admitted that he wanted her to be suppressed.

The atmosphere had reached a high point, and Lan Chen held his breath.

I don't know whether she should be stopped or not.

"Fuck"

Meng Ying was suddenly irritable and pushed Nan Sang a hand.

Scolded and got up and rushed out of the box.

Lan Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, her shame is still there.

It was Nan Sang, who kept the posture she had pushed down just now, motionless.

Her withdrawal made his heart empty.

Lan Chen looked at Nansang, "She is gone."

Nan Sang moved and got up.

"Nan Sang." Lan Chen called to him as he walked by, "No matter what, I still want to remind you that she is Mu Jiuye's woman."

Nan Sang's heart twitched fiercely.

His eyes narrowed slightly and he walked out.

Lan Chen looked at the back of Nan Sang chasing him, he didn't know whether Mu Yuansheng was right or wrong in doing this.

...

Lan Chen stayed in the clubhouse until early in the morning before drove home.

As soon as he got out of the car, something was against his back.

That place corresponds to the heart.

This sense of familiarity made him take a deep breath.

"This time, I didn't trespass on your site." Lan Chen's voice was still calm.

"I'm hungry." The soft, faint voice was like a kitten.

But the owner with such a voice is someone who can cause chaos.

Lan Chen took a deep breath, "This is easy to say. Can you take the gun away? If you accidentally shoot it out, I'll hang it."

Yueling took the gun away.

Lan Chen exhaled slowly.

Today this woman is very talkative.