Chapter 586

Su Yao has a bad laugh. Look, it's called a maintenance.

My brother probably didn't do his duty.

"I'm not wrong. These days, turnips and vegetables have their own love. There's nothing wrong with them."

"She doesn't like any one who doesn't care about the three or four people like Hans."

He said as he took out his cell phone, he would make a phone call.

"Since you don't understand me, I'll send someone to find out Han lunshuo's son of a bitch. I have to ask him to tell me by himself why he even dared to move people under my nose. He doesn't want to live."

Seeing this, Su Yao quickly smiled and pressed his hand.

"Come on, don't look for anyone. I'm afraid of you. The day before yesterday, Miss Huo saw me eating with Ryan and misunderstood our relationship. Later, she stalked us and took photos of me and Ryan entering the hotel together.

She probably mistakenly thought that Ryan was the little white face of my bag. In order to let Ryan break up with me, she would deliberately pretend to be Ryan's girlfriend to annoy me. Who would have thought that she didn't get angry with me, but rather half killed you for what she wanted to protect. "

Moxinian's face moved a little.

Howie is in order to protect him, just to do business with people like Han lunshuo?

At the thought of howian's angry appearance, moxinian had some regrets.

But in addition, he also felt the warmth.

Who would have thought that Howard would be so aggrieved for himself.

Su Yao gave him a nudge.

"I said the president, are you happy now?"

"Go back and tell Han lunshuo to stay away from Huo huai'en. Be careful that I'm not polite to him. You know my temper. I can do what I say."

Thinking of this, Su Yao also has a headache.

She is to know the temper of moxinian, and then she will warn Han lunshuo.

Who knows that stinky boy is so disrespectful and doesn't listen to her at all.

She couldn't tell the kid that Howard was the man that mosey was after

Oh, my head is killing me.

Moxinian pointed to her car. "You can go."

Su Yao said to himself, "you are really a model of killing a donkey."

"As long as the donkey is not obedient and does not unload the mill, it will kill the donkey as well."

Su Yao snorted and said she was a donkey?

I'm so angry.

"I don't talk to people like you."

When she had finished, she turned and went to her car.

When her car was gone, moxinian went back to the villa.

Standing in the living room, he looked up and kneaded his brow.

A headache, a headache.

After a moment's hesitation, he went upstairs and knocked on the door.

"Auntie, I'm going to sleep. I don't eat or drink," he said

"It's me," said Moxi faintly

Howard's heart, suddenly mentioned the voice.

Didn't he go?

What? I didn't fight enough, but I came back to pick up trouble again?

Or is he going to ask the question just now?

After thinking about it, she pretended to be calm and said, "I want to rest."

When she finished, she found that there was no movement at the door.

After a moment's hesitation, she got out of bed, tiptoed to the door, put her ear on the door and listened.

Nothing more?

It's not like the style of moxinian.

But at the same time, she didn't want to be angry.

In order not to meet moxinian, Hawthorne spent the afternoon in his room.

At half past six in the evening, my aunt knocked on the door. "Miss, it's time for dinner."

"I'm not hungry, I'm not eating," said Hawthorne

"Miss, don't always say that if you don't come down, he will come downstairs to hold you personally and feed you."

When I heard the words hug and feed.

Howard had goose bumps all over his body.

She did not hesitate to get out of bed.

She, as a person, has always been the most irresistible threat.

By the time he came downstairs, moxinian had sat down at the table.

Seeing all the dishes on the table, howian was surprised and asked his aunt, "how did you make so many dishes?"

"Mr. Mo told us to make more dishes you like."

Howian looks at the year of moxie.

"Mo Xi year light way:" OK, you all go out

Aunts leave.

"Don't come and sit down?" said moxinian, looking to howian

Howard tooted his mouth and went to sit down.

Moxi poured her a glass of corn juice and a glass of red wine..

Huo Huaien nuzui, picked up chopsticks, stuffy began to eat.

"We've been living under one roof for almost two years," MoSi said

After calculating the time, Howard nodded, "well."

"But I find the way we communicate is very problematic."

Howie thought, did he find out?

Moxinian held up his glass and shook it slightly. "Our communication seems to be too little. I'm too bossy. You don't tell me anything. You always hide your words in your heart."

Hearing this, howian felt that he wanted to talk to himself.

Is it to suit their own words, ask why they want to play lovers with Han lunshuo?

Well, it's not without it.

"I'm talking to you. I hope you can listen to me carefully," said moxinian when he saw howian shaking his head

Howard looked at him and nodded, "I'm listening."

Moxi took a sip of red wine: "tell me what you want me to do to you in the future."

"Ah?"

"You didn't hear what I just said?"

Howard shook his head. "No, I didn't respond."

"Let's start now."

"Why do you suddenly talk about this problem with me, elder brother Xinian?" Hawthorne asked cautiously, frowning

"Because we will live under the same roof for at least four years, don't you want me to look at you with tinted glasses and label you? I want to change the way we get along, so, let's say, how do you want me to treat you? "

Suddenly speaking of such a serious topic, Howard said that he really couldn't give an answer.

"Or do you need time to think about it?"

Howard looked at him: "I don't know, because I've been living alone since I was a teenager. My aunt at home can only solve three meals for me at best, and has little communication. Therefore, I don't know how to live with others under the same roof."

"Then let me mention my thoughts."

Howard nodded. "Then you're done."

At the moment, both of them were very calm, as if they had never quarreled in the afternoon.

"In your eyes, who am I?"

Howard thought, "brother."

"Then you can treat me as your third brother. No matter what happens in the future, you can tell me whether you are happy, sad or worried. I won't label you randomly any more, but you promise, don't treat me as a person who lives under the eaves with you and doesn't matter. We can How do you feel about being dependent on each other? "