Chapter 574

Of course, it can't be true. She has never seen Yang MANXIN with other men.

The reason why I have this idea is that when I saw Yan Zi Tong just now, it flashed by.

Minmin is right. Why does she say that Zitong lives a bright and leisurely life now. Rong Si is still so good to her. Although she didn't see the picture of their love, just think about it. If Rong Si didn't support her, could she be so arrogant?

There are also three years ago, Yan Zitong's design for Minmin, and what Yan Zitong has done to their mother and daughter in this period of time.

If it is not Yan Zi Tong, how can they come to this end?

All this is thanks to Yan Zi Tong.

Why does she live the life of a superior person, but they live a low life like a mole ant!

So, at that moment, a vicious idea came into her mind.

If Yan Zi Tong and Rong Si have something to do with each other, are they still possible?

Oh!

No more!

They will not be possible in this life, even if they have no relationship, it will cast a shadow in their hearts. What's more, isn't there Gao Yujin who treats Rong Si like a tiger?

As for whether Rong Si's father has an abnormal relationship with Yang MANXIN, she doesn't know. If so, it would be great. If not, it has nothing to do with her.

She didn't tell Gao Yujin that the man was Rong Si's father.

As for why she spilled this basin of dirty water on Rong Si's father, it was because Rong Si's father had been missing for so many years, and now his life and death are unknown.

What's more, twenty years ago was a matter of uncertainty. Gao Yujin, please check it slowly. She's in good shape now. As for the cunt and her son in Cenxi, she had plenty of time to clean up.

Yan Zi Tong, you are waiting for the end of your good day by day! I see how you will cry then!

……

When Rong Si gets home, Yan Zi Tong is preparing dinner in the kitchen. There are several dishes on the table.

Looking at the dishes on the table, Rong Si's heart crossed a touch of warmth. It's a feeling of home that he's looking forward to. When he comes home, he has his beloved woman waiting for him.

He stayed in a hotel until he met her. Room for him, just a place to sleep and rest, there is no home and warm feeling.

However, since he was with her, the word home has become more and more profound in his mind.

Leaning against the edge of the table, arms around the chest, lips filled with a faint smile of satisfaction, eyes slightly narrowed into a slit, warm looking at the kitchen back to his shadow, eyes full of soft light.

Stir up a touch of soft smile, step toward the kitchen.

Yan Zitong is ready to take the soup out of the kitchen. Her hands haven't touched the porcelain pot yet. A warm and generous chest behind her has been pasted on it. Her hands are held by big palms and wrapped in his palms.

His chin was resting on her neck socket, his cheek was close to her cheek, gently rubbing, and then his lips searched her face and covered her lips, pecking her lips like a dragonfly skimming water.

"What's your day like? Well Close to her lips, soft voice asked her.

She slightly raised her head, her eyes as clear as a spring were shining at him, and raised a charming smile with cunning. Then she winked at him playfully, picked her lips slightly, and said in a gentle voice like a spring breeze, "well, how did you live? It's a very pleasant world for two

"The world of two?" He repeated these four words, with a deep tone and a sense of cadence. In particular, the eyes overlooking her were as red as a fox watching its prey. His sexy and charming thin lips became a thin line, and the corners of his lips were filled with an intriguing radian.

Da holds her hands, clasps her fingers, and rubs her thumb back and forth. Every stroke gave her the feeling of trembling, just like lighting a cluster of flames.

His chin rubbed against her cheek, and the faint moustache rubbed her smooth and soft cheek, then the delicate and attractive neck.

"Ha ha," Yan Zi Tong gave a clear laugh, and his Hu Zha Mo scratched her neck.

She instinctively dodged his chin. Yan Zi Tong is ticklish, the most ticklish place is the neck.

He is good. Since he knew that her neck was the most ticklish, he always liked to rub his chin against her neck, and he always liked to suck and swab. He always left his mark on her neck, just like declaring sovereignty.

"Uncle, are you a pig?" Yan Zi Tong evades, smiles, complains, and annoys.

However, all these expressions, eyes and tone in young master Rong's eyes, all combined with a kind of - provocative and provocative.

His eyes curved into a slit, filled with a touch of doting, doting without losing expectations.Nodded, "Well!"

after that, she arched her neck with her chin, and then sucked several times

er...

the words are silent

she said that he was a pig, which meant that he always liked her. He was very good. He went up the pole and continued to arch

"stop it. The soup is ready. You can eat." She patted him on the wrist, petulant

"well," he replied, somewhat inarticulate, and continued to bury himself in her neck socket

he turns her around and makes her face to face with him. Instinctively, she stepped back and stuck to the back wall. And he is close to her chest and abdomen, left hand is still clasped with her fingers, right hand is supported on the wall beside her, warm eyes lock looking at her

er...

is this the standard wall thump

her lips are red and jade. When she smiles, she shows two rows of neat white teeth

the distance between him and him is very close, the warm breath sprayed on his face, full of fragrance and fragrance belonging to her, giving him a sense of contentment and ease. It is to let his eyes can't move away, so the pulse blazing stare at her

even the breathing became a little short and heavy

she raised her left hand, put a ring on his neck, and breathed out at him like orchid, "husband, are you hungry?"