Liang Weirong came up after drinking the water, and did not go back to the room immediately, but kept standing in the corridor and staring at the opposite room.

Seeing that the lights in the opposite room were off, her mind was uncontrollably wild.

Are they sleeping or doing something else

Thinking that Song Zhiyue might be lying under the sealed dust (body shēn) at the moment, and the two were doing intimate things (love qg), her fingertips pinched into her palms, and she went crazy with jealousy.

Feng Chen is obviously hers, he obviously (loves) à i, why is this happening

She knew she was wrong, but why didn't he give himself a chance to mend his ways

It was Song Zhiyue, who snatched the dust, snatched her (love), and (love) her man.

Her eyes were full of hatred, and something seemed to be roaring in her chest.

After standing for a long time, she moved her stiff legs and turned (shēn) into the room.

There was the sound of rushing water in the bathroom, and Feng Shen took a bath inside.

She was about to go to bed and lie down when Feng Shen's mobile phone rang.

She walked over and glanced at the caller ID, and the note was a woman's name.

There was already a fire in her heart, so she, who had never been cautious of anything, answered the phone.

There was a (娇jiāo) Didi voice from inside, "Dear (love ài), I (body shēn) body is a little uncomfortable, can you come and accompany me"

She didn't know if the woman on the phone was the woman who stole (love qg) with him in the office when she went to the company to find Feng Shen.

She never cared about how many women there were outside, but right now, she just had a belly fire in her heart, so she sneered at the woman on the phone, "It's uncomfortable, I think it's because I miss a man, but it's a pity that he doesn't have time to take care of you."

After saying that, without giving the other party any chance to speak, hang up the phone.

It happened that Feng Shen came out of the bathroom and saw her holding her mobile phone in her hand, with a look of displeasure, "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing so nervously, I didn't scold that vixen, I just asked her not to talk on the phone in the middle of the night and make people sleep"

Liang Weirong has always been soft and weak, but now she seems to have eaten gunpowder, and she speaks very impulsively.

Feng Shen raised his eyebrows, "I'm jealous"

"Do you think it's possible" Liang Weirong put his mobile phone on the table, hugged the quilt on (the bed) and walked to the sofa, planning to sleep on the sofa tonight.

The two have been married for so long, she doesn't let Feng Shen touch it, and Feng Shen doesn't like to force women, so although the two sleep in one (bed), they haven't done that kind of thing (love qg).

The thought of Feng Shen not knowing how many women there were outside made her feel disgusted and didn't want to sleep on the same (bed) with him.

After getting off work the next day, Song Zhiyue first went back to Xijing Garden to get his car, and then went back to the house.

Feng Yi had just come back, and in addition to him, Wen Mei and Liang Weirong were sitting on the sofa.

She entered the living room, and the housekeeper stepped forward to take her bag, "二少 (奶nǎi) (奶nǎi). ”

Although she was not used to it, she still bent her lips and nodded, and walked towards Wen Mei and the others, "Parents, sister-in-law." ”

Wen Mei and Liang Weirong ignored her, only Feng Yi nodded.

She bit her lip and walked over to sit down next to Liang Weirong, not knowing where to put her hand.

The housekeeper poured her tea, she held the teacup in the palm of her hand, and caught a glimpse of Liang Weirong's elegant posture of drinking tea, she paid attention to her technique and posture of holding the teacup, and silently did what she did.

The housekeeper called Feng Chen and Feng Shen to confirm that they were not coming back for dinner, and then began to eat.