Zhan Nanxi played a game of chess with himself, glanced at Song Xingchen, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Although I don't know anything since you came back, I still know about this matter, my elder brother will deal with a caller. Yan Jiaojiao's woman."

She was stunned. Zhan Beiting would not personally labor Qianjin Zhizun to meet an outdated female star because someone blocked her in front of the toilet. She suddenly became jealous.

As soon as Song Xingchen looked up, he saw that he was limping. He walked out of the room with a water cup in his hand. He was going to the pantry on the second floor. He was walking very slowly because of the injury on his leg.

She cleared her throat suddenly and raised her voice a little higher: "Xiao Xi, your elder brother has always been kind to me, I knew he wouldn't see me angry and didn't do anything, that Yan Jiaojiao is really hateful, and it makes people feel bad. Blocking me at the door of the toilet, I'm still a middle-aged greasy pervert! Brother Bei Ting has never been reluctant to let me be wronged."

When Zhan Nanxi listened to her vividly speaking, she couldn't help but be a little puzzled: "Sister Xingchen, I can hear you, you don't have to say it so loudly."

Yu Lili was standing in the corridor. The injury on his leg didn't feel at all when he was in the manor, but now it's getting more and more painful.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

When she used to read novels, she was very sympathetic to the various experiences of the heroine. When she saw the emotions, she also shed tears, but she did not expect that these grievances, when placed on one person, would be such pain.

"Heaven Comes"

It's like a handful of ice slag is stuffed in the throat, choked in the throat, unable to spit out, unable to swallow, the stone is pressed in the chest and it is difficult to breathe.

Moreover, this is only the tip of the iceberg compared to the tragedy in the book.

She still went to the tea room with her cup in her hand, as if she hadn't heard anything, she kept comforting herself in her heart, and she didn't care if she didn't care. It's not that she couldn't live without Zhan Beiting, but he was the tragedy maker!

On the sofa, Song Xingchen looked at the exposed arms upstairs, and slowly disappeared into the corridor. Then he crossed his legs lazily on the sofa: "I'm teasing you."

"Sister Xingchen, I don't know that you were stuck in the toilet, but my brother seems to be angry because the little fairy was injured."

Zhan Nanxi ruthlessly exposed the truth, Song Xingchen threw an apple with one hand: "You can't stop your mouth if you eat it!"

When Zhan Beiting came back from outside, Song Xingchen hurriedly greeted him. He didn't even look at the person in front of him. In order to wait for him to go home, he put on a special make-up: "Brother Beiting..."

The man only left her a back, and he didn't even hesitate to go upstairs.

Zhan Nanxi felt that Song Xingchen's temper seemed to be very grumpy when he came back this time. He was not as gentle as before, but was a little eager for his brother.

"Sister Xingchen, my brother is angry. Don't make trouble for him. I still want to live these two days." Zhan Nanxi said impatiently, but he was more inclined towards Yulili.

Zhan Nanxi doesn't usually express his opinions and feelings at home. Song Xingchen felt Zhan Nanxi's annoyance and had to stop talking. The two Zhan brothers are colder than the other, but in front of Yu Lili, it seems that One more gentle than the other.

She was furious.

Zhan Beiting knocked on the door several times: "Little girl?"

There was no response inside, he opened the door worriedly, Yu Lili was sitting on the sofa, and glanced at Zhan Beiting who broke in: "You taught me to be polite."