Silly concubine of the first daughter, the prince is hooked

Yelufeng was trembling with anger from this extremely arrogant father and daughter, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and he was jumping and jumping frighteningly.

He resisted the urge to throw the bloody letter of divorce back on Murong Zhentian's face, gritted his teeth, and said word by word: "Since ancient times, only the man wrote the letter of divorce to the woman. , Prime Minister, isn’t this a little inappropriate! If Qianjin doesn’t understand the reason, why don’t you follow me around?”

Murong Zhentian smiled proudly, embraced Murong Yue and said: "Since my little girl can see the true face of some people who eat soft food, I can do everything I can to support her, even if she is the first one in history to rest So what about people who quit men, as long as my Murong Zhentian's daughter can do it, I can support it!"

The words were so bold and paternal, and Yelufeng's idea of ​​getting Murong Zhentian to take back the letter of divorce was completely wiped out.

As for throwing away the letter of divorce after leaving the house, Yelufeng dared not, Murong Zhentian asked him to give the letter of divorce to his father, if he did not obey, Murong Zhentian would find a way to make Yeluta I know, at that time, I am afraid that the first person his father will not let go is himself.

Aunt Chen looked at Murong Zhentian gloomily, the jealousy and viciousness in her eyes overwhelming, this is the man she has loved for more than ten years, a man whose heart has never belonged to herself and her two daughters.

This man has the deepest love, but he loves the moon spirit who is too beautiful to be human; this man has the most selfless father, but he loves that shameless fool, Murong Yue.

Tell her how not to hate, how not to...

Nalan Ye looked at Murong Yue who was tightly protected by Murong Zhentian in his arms, his expression changed, a trace of understanding and consideration flashed in his eyes, his eyes stayed for a moment on the face full of sores, almost After thinking about it, he finally looked away, and then returned to that foolish look.

"Bang!" In the silence, the closed door suddenly opened unexpectedly, and three soft white bodies appeared in front of everyone, and a stench of stench came to the nostrils, making everyone cringe. frown.

The man among the three was still prostrate and shivering on a young soft body, as if he didn't have any discomfort with performing restricted-level performances in public.And another woman, who was obviously much older, rubbed against the man's body impatiently, as if she wanted to use this to relieve something...

The woman under the man seemed to be unbearable for a long time, her hoarse voice moaned weakly, and her hands were powerlessly resting on the man's shoulders, seeming to be pleased or resisting.Sensing the door being opened, the woman turned her face. There were several palm prints on her pale and bloodless face, so clear that one could see traces of fingers. After seeing Aunt Chen not far away, she shouted feebly: "Mother, mother, save... save me..."

When Aunt Chen heard the sound, her body trembled, her face changed instantly, and she hurriedly rushed into the room, calling in disbelief: "Xueer, Xueer, how could it be you? How could it be you, Xueer, my Cher!"

Aunt Chen rushed in front of Murong Xue, kicked the man who was begging for sex on Murong Xue, and said heartbreakingly: "Go away, damn it, you dare to insult my Xueer, you are struck by lightning today! Yes, Cher, my Cher!"