Chapter 850: Jealousy burned Xia Yimo to death
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However, the gentle and beautiful woman at the door, as if she couldn't hear Ling Feiyi's complaints, didn't stay for a second and left.
Did Ye Shi'an hear it, or didn't hear it, who knows?
An Wei gritted her teeth with hatred, and the face scratched by the cat's claws became even more distorted and hideous for a moment.
She is the daughter of the settled family who does not touch the spring water with her fingers on the top, she should have been praised for making cakes, but now she is accused by Xia Yimo as a chef on one side, and she is useless when she is humiliated by Ling Feiyi on the other side.
Xia Yimo!
This slut!
It turned out that she took the cake away from the beginning just to embarrass her!
An Wei pretended not to see Xia Yimo and Ling Feiyi, let alone heard the words that embarrassed her to the extreme, and planned to ignore them and go upstairs.
However, how could Xia Yimo make her happy?
The corners of his mouth were curled blackly, a bright smile was squeezed out of his delicate little face, and his little hand beckoned: "Xiao Xi, let's sit together!" ”
Ann pity: "......"
Xia Yimo, this slut, slut!
In the end, the ghost made a miracle and walked over.
At this moment, Ling Feiyi's demonic face was full of unhappiness, looking at the smile of the girl next to him, he couldn't wait to strangle her and return to the furnace to rebuild. is really his brother Chen's fiancée, and the two of them have a pair of black bellies.
"I'm going to drink juice." Ling Feiyi glanced at Xia Yimo, with a face of indignation, and picked the corners of his lips to say viciously.
Xia Yimo: "You won't want me to get it, will you?" ”
The handsome boy was angry: "Whoever tricked me into eating such an unpalatable cake will go!" ”
As soon as An Wei sat down on the sofa, the words "such an unpalatable cake" were spoken to her.
Her lungs are going to explode!
Xia Yimo pursed the corners of her mouth, and finally smiled very unkindly.
The maid nearby was kind enough to prepare drinks.
Ling Feiyi crossed Erlang's legs, leaned on the sofa obliquely, lowered his eyes and sent a message with his mobile phone, the obsidian stud earring in his left ear was shining, and a bright smile hung on his good-looking face: "I can't just pit myself, this kind of once-in-a-century cake also needs my brother Chen to eat!" ”
"I won't stop you." Xia Yimo said with a smile. She called An Weixi over, but ignored her from beginning to end. An Wei sat on the sofa, angry and ugly.
"I'll just say that the cake was made by you, even if he cries and eats it, he will clap his hands and say it's delicious!" Ling Feiyi said indignantly.
Xia Yimo's eyes jumped, and she suddenly felt bad in her heart.
This is a cake made by An Weixi, if Mu Jingchen really made it for her, she would eat it completely...... Then she's going to be worse than eating flies!
"Ling Feiyi, don't ......" Xia Yimo stopped him, and when he looked at it again, the news had already been sent.
An Wei regretted looking at Xia Yimo's expression, and knew that Mu Jingchen would eat the cake she made in a while, and her heart was dark.
Xia Yimo, a little slut, humiliated her with a cake she was proud of, and she had to give her some color.
At the end of his eyes, he suddenly swept to a tall figure of noble and handsome on the stairs.
Mu Jingchen is here!
At this time, the maid happened to bring the drink.
An Wei regretted to look at Ling Feiyi of Xia Yimo opposite, and a thought suddenly rose in her heart. Didn't Xia Yimo use Ling Feiyi to humiliate her?
Then she, in turn, also made Mu Jingchen jealous because of Ling Feiyi's "jealousy", and burned Xia Yimo to death!
She pretended to be attentive to Xia Yimo to bring the fruit tea, but "accidentally", rubbed into a water cup, and inevitably, the water in the cup splashed on Xia Yimo's pants and was instantly soaked.
"Momo, I'm sorry!" Ann apologized in a whispered self-reproach.
On the side, Ling Feiyi swept it, his good-looking eyebrows frowned slightly, and he reprimanded: "How do you do things clumsily?" "Good-looking hands, quickly pulled a few tissues, and subconsciously helped the girl beside him wipe off the water stains......