Feng Wei ignored her and walked away. Song Jue smiled
"If sister Wei leaves, I'll really go to the Feng family to ask for justice. Also let the elders of the Feng family comment on the reason. Can the Feng family master's style be said to be in the past? "
As soon as his voice fell, Feng Wei opened her chair again and sat down.
She frowned,
"Shut up."
Song Jue smiles
"OK."
Song Jue held his chin with one hand and a strand of hair hung in front of him. The lining people became more and more red and white.
Song Jue's appearance is really tender.
He doesn't look like a monster like Su Qing.
When he doesn't laugh, he will look good when he sits there.
It's like a child who listens to his elders and grows up in a regular way. Maybe he will blush when he teases.
Very likable.
It's strange that he has a somewhat uncertain temperament. This casual attitude can destroy his fantasy in an instant.
Feng Wei wouldn't let him speak, but he really didn't say a word.
The two men sat face to face, and the hall was silent.
Until, Feng Wei just loosened her eyebrows and screwed them up again
"What the hell are you doing?"
Song Jue stared at Feng Wei in a soft voice
"Shall I go to your house?"
Feng Wei's face was expressionless and her voice was cool
"Where do you think our relationship is good enough to allow you to enter my house?"
Song Jue stretched out his hand and tore open his clothes.
In an instant, a large area of skin was exposed, which made Feng Wei a little caught off guard and stunned for a moment.
Song Jue pointed to the scar on his chest. He was still smiling
"Did sister Fengwei forget that you stabbed me."
He paused, then lowered his voice and added
"Because I broke your daughter's mind."
As soon as she mentioned it, Feng Wei's eyes became colder and colder
"You threaten me?"
Song Jue then opened his clothes, put his hands on the table and leaned forward slightly,
"My sister is upright. I dare not threaten her. I just want to discuss with my sister to see if I can live in your house. If I don't want to, I'll think of another way. "
He had no idea how inappropriate it was to come and live in a woman's house.
It was like a whim that he mentioned it like this.
But it's like an iron heart. No matter how many moves you use, you have to live in Feng's house.
Feng Wei opens her mouth
"Don't call my sister"
"Wei... Wei..."
"Don't call me Xiao Wei."
Song Jue's face was a little tangled
"Sister doesn't want to shout, and Xiao Wei doesn't want to shout. What should I call you, master Feng? It's too alienated. "
"Just shout."
"Sister, don't be so ruthless. We'll discuss it again."
Song Jue's voice fell, and Feng Wei was silent.
The man seemed unable to understand what she was saying.
After all, it's of no use.
Song Jue looked at Feng Wei with a cold face.
They were deadlocked, and the temperature in the room felt a lot lower.
Song Jue wants to live in Feng's house.
Feng Wei's attitude is clear and delusional.
A look of pity flashed in Song Jue's eyes,
"My sister doesn't want me to live, but she must be responsible."
Feng Wei has never seen such a man grinding haw in her life.
Also responsible.
She should have been stabbed to death.
After being polished by song Jue, Feng Wei began to think up.
Song Jue stretched out his hand and pointed to the trace of his injury.
"Here, it's healed. Su ye said that with her medicine, it will heal in about half a month.