Chapter 885: Male lead is too bad 42

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Su Yan was taken into the car.
Feng Rong sat next to him without looking at him.
No way.
Twenty minutes later.
The car stopped.
The door opens.
Red night's voice came
"Master, Miss Su. Here it is."
Talking, Su Yan went on.
Looking at the villa in front of me.
Hesitated.
Then he pursed his mouth.
Isn't this where she just left?
She walked for two or three hours, and finally came home.
The result was returned to the original place.
Feng Rong didn't look at Su Yan any more and walked in.
Hong Ye poses please to Su Yan
"Miss Su Yan, please."
Su Yan hesitated and went in.
She doesn't go fast.
It looks no different than usual.
It's just that the belly has a scent, I'm afraid only she knows it.
As soon as I walked in, the aroma of the meal rushed to my face.
Let her swallow subconsciously.
Turn around and look at the place to eat.
There are various delicate dishes.
Freshly baked.
Feng Rong sat directly at the table.
Su Yan stood in the living room.
Blink, then look away.
It really can't stand.
Sit down on the sofa.
She murmured slowly
"You come to me, is there anything else?"
The sound is very muted and no emotions can be heard.
Su Yan lowered her head and looked at her fingers.
It may be that when I was holding the tree to rest, I accidentally scratched it.
There is a hole in my hand.
A sting came from a touch.
She put her hand on her leg again.
As if nothing happened.
Feng Rong didn't say anything.
He was just eating slowly.
Su Yan did not speak anymore.
She just sat and waited.
It was completely dark outside.
The hand points from seven to eight.
She calculated carefully.
If you go home at this time, I'm afraid it will be more than eleven.
Her physical strength can no longer cope with any unexpected situation.
The later you go, the more likely you are to have an emergency.
For example, robbery, or color.
So she's leaving now.
Thinking of it, she couldn't help pursing her lips.
She was going to be home soon.
Get up from the sofa.
"I'm leaving."
Feng Rong's eyelids lifted, and he was chopping vegetables under his hand.
Gaze glared at her.
Lip corner laugh
"Go? Where can you go?"
Su Yan looked at him and didn't speak.
Feng Rong put down his chopsticks.
From the table came to Su Yan.
Look her up and down.
The smile on his face gradually disappeared and became expressionless
"Su Yan, you are really good."
He reached out and grabbed her by the arm.
Where did Su Yan fight against now?
He was pulled into his arms in a blink of an eye.
Instead, she was trapped between the sofa and him.
She lowered her head and shook her head against his shoulder.
Out channel
"If you want to talk to me about anything, you need to wait until tomorrow."
She glanced at it in a tone that had never been used with Feng Rong.
Feng Rong listened to her words, apparently able to hear the alienation and politeness in her words.
He squeezed her waist and forced.
Sneer.
Bowed her head and attached it to her ear
"Who is the young stepmother's attitude toward me now?"
Su Yan froze and looked up.
But before she spoke, she heard Feng Rong's words
"For that man who gave him a gift and wrote a love letter?"