At this time, Song Yanzhen stood outside the door for a long time. When she heard the voice coming from inside, her face turned livid.
There was also a strong sour taste in my heart.
Could it be that Ling Shuran used her body to seduce the third brother like this? But doesn’t Third Brother like gentle, noble and elegant people? How could I fall in love with such a childish-looking person wearing simple clothes...
Thinking of this, she felt even more angry.
She suppressed the resentment and jealousy in her heart, and was about to knock on the door and go in, when she suddenly saw a familiar figure appearing at the end of the corridor.
Song Yanzhen was stunned for a moment, then immediately adjusted her mood and smiled gracefully at the other party, "Grandma."
As soon as she finished shouting, she walked over and supported the old man. She temporarily gave up the idea of harassing the two people who were having their "wedding night" in the house.
After all, grandma is getting older. No matter how hostile she is to this third sister-in-law, she can't show it in front of the old man.
At this moment, the two people in the bedroom had untied their hair.
Pei Yanche went to the bathroom to take a shower.
Ling Shuran was sitting on the sofa, sending messages to her friends to complain about the bloody incident they encountered today.
After sending the message, she took her mobile phone and flipped through "Dikkuai Videos" to see what fun things would happen today.
At this time, the bathroom door was opened.
He raised his eyes and when his eyes touched the person standing at the door, he froze instantly.
Pei Yanche was only wearing a bath towel, and her strong chest, strong abdominal muscles, and fair skin were all exposed in front of her.
She was stunned.
Why does this man have such a good figure? !
In particular, his short black hair was dripping wet with water drops, flowing down his neck. The water droplets meandered along his slender figure and drew detailed lines on his skin.
He's really...sexy like this.
Ling Shuran felt her heart beating violently, and a certain scene inappropriate for children appeared in her mind, and her face immediately turned red.
She quickly gathered her thoughts and tried to pretend she didn't see it.
"What are you doing?"
Pei Yanche saw the other party's expression and seemed to sense something was wrong, so he asked.
His voice had the characteristic laziness and magnetism of just after taking a bath.
Ling Shuran came back to her senses, "Ah, I was just watching DouKuai's short video..."
After saying that, she quickly changed the subject, "Have you finished washing? It's my turn."
Then she jumped off the sofa and walked to the bathroom.
Was she actually infatuated with him just now? !
Really useless...
Pei Yanche looked at her hurried away figure with a slight smile on his lips. He turned around and walked to the window, opened the curtains, and looked out the window through the glass.
Haicheng at night, neon lights flash.
He looked at this familiar and sad city and suddenly felt filled with emotion.
In the past five years, he has been missing someone in this land, but it is a pity that heaven and earth are separated forever.
If she were alive, he might be able to bring her back here justifiably and marry her as his wife...
It's a pity...she passed away, and he didn't even see her last look.
Now this Ling Shuran's appearance had a familiar feeling, and he couldn't help but want to get closer.
Could it be her?
Thinking like this, he couldn't help but turn his head and look in the direction of the bathroom.
The sound of water coming from the bathroom was very soft, but it was enough for him to confirm that the person inside was not that person, but another girl.
Yes, she has been dead for five years, how could it be her?
This Ling Shuran is just like...
Pei Yanche couldn't help but smile bitterly when he thought of this, his eyes darkened.
It doesn't matter who it is.
Pei Yanche sighed in his heart, then turned his head and looked out the window.
In the bathroom.
After finishing the bath, Ling Shuran wrapped herself tightly and looked in the mirror to make sure that no trace of skin was exposed, then she turned around and opened the door with confidence and walked out.
When Pei Yanche saw her coming out, his eyes couldn't help but look a little deeper, and then quickly moved away, "Rest, you sleep on the bed, and I'll sleep on the sofa."
he said.
Ling Shuran smiled and nodded: "Thank you, Mr. Pei!"
"Yeah," Pei Yanche responded lightly, then lifted up the thin blanket and lay down, closing his eyes.
Ling Shuran looked at his generous back and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: He is still a gentleman!
Then she raised her hand, turned off the light and lay down. Just as she was about to sleep, the man spoke.
His voice was very cold: "Ling Shuran."
"Huh?" She responded doubtfully.
"Talk to me."
He suddenly turned around and said this.
For some reason, he suddenly wanted to talk to this girl tonight.
His tone was unyielding and made Ling Shuran frown. "You can chat, please pay more."
"Ha." Pei Yanche sneered, "Are you negotiating terms with me?"
"..." She was silent for a moment, "Yes!"
Pei Yanche's face suddenly became gloomy, "You are quite straightforward..."
Before he finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed the cigarette case on the table, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then lit it with a lighter and started smoking.
"Then it's such a happy decision, Mr. Pei! One thousand yuan a minute."
After Ling Shuran finished speaking, his expression became a little colder.
"Ling Shuran, I warn you, don't challenge my patience!"
"Then you can choose not to talk." Ling Shuran raised her eyebrows and retorted.
Pei Yanche: "..."
He looked at Ling Shuran calmly and said, "Since you want to increase the price, I'll also add some chips. How about one million?"
"Wow, then I have to think about it carefully." Ling Shuran blinked, looking like she was thinking seriously.
"Don't sleep tonight and keep talking until dawn when we go to get divorced."
Ling Shuran: "..."
Stay up all night? !
It's really a lion's mouth.
"Okay, give me one million now. I can chat with you forever." Ling Shuran said unceremoniously.
Pei Yanche's eyes narrowed dangerously, and with a cold snort, he took out his wallet from his pocket, took out a bank card, threw it on the bed, and said, "The password is six to eight."
"Thank you." Ling Shuran put away the card, lay down and covered herself with quilt. "Tell me, what do you want to hear?"
"I want to hear your past," he said.
Ling Shuran: "..."
This guy doesn't really want to know her true identity, does he?
"I don't like others prying into my privacy. If you want to talk about this, then I'll return the card to you, okay?"
Pei Yanche's eyes flickered a few times, then he stubbed out the cigarette butt and threw it into the ashtray.
"Then let's talk about something lighter, for example, who have you dated..."
