Chapter 104

The original hot room was as cold as an ice cellar, and the echo of the broken bowl was lonely.

Almost immediately, the chopsticks on the cold hand "slapped" on the table.

Hancici was so scared that her body froze and her brain exploded.

At this moment, she seemed to realize what she had done. Her clear little face gradually became pale and bloodless. When her eyes watched with fear, she kept warm. Her long eyelashes began to tremble and tremble more and more severely.

The bowl didn't fall on purpose just now. It was careless, but is the explanation useful? It seems not!

Step back, step back, and the result is "bang!" The chair behind her fell to the ground.

When song Qinghuan didn't pay attention to it, she stood up and said angrily, "who are you? You threw chairs and bowls in other people's houses!"

Then he raised his hand and said, "get out, get out of my house!"

Han Xixi turns her eyes to song Qinghuan and stares at her. Song Qinghuan stares at her too. They are just like two cocks fighting with each other.

All of a sudden, Han's mouth flattened, pointed to song Qinghuan and sobbed: "you bully people!"

Song Qinghuan was stunned and opened his mouth. He was stunned for a moment and then said with shame, "ah, I think you're too funny. It's clearly you who bullied me and threw chairs and bowls at my house. How can I bully you?"

Han Xixi clenched her fists and couldn't find words to refute. She turned her head and looked at anno: "anno, I've been bullied."

When anno's expression is very cold at the moment, he glanced at her coldly: "hancici, have you had enough trouble? Do you feel comfortable if you have to make everyone uneasy?"

"You also said me, you all bullied me," hancici cried, tears fell instantly, turned around, rushed to the door.

When Annuo saved his fist, he suddenly stood up: "brother, I'm sorry, I'll go first..."

Shi Yuhan looked at him coldly and ordered: "sit down for me"

turned his eyes and looked at Song Qinghuan: "she's outside, you go to see her!"

Song Qinghuan looked at him in amazement: "ah, why..." In the cold when a domineering, and irreproachable frown, she took back the original words to export, very reluctantly should be a: "OK!"

As soon as she went out, she saw hancici sitting on the steps of the side observation platform.

"Cut, really understand her," Song Qinghuan flattened his mouth and whispered.

The woman's intuition is that she doesn't hate hancici when she feels warm. It seems that he is still very kind to her, at least caring for her, or treating her as a family in her heart.

But why not marry her?