The Evil King Xun Fei: Don't mess with the femme fatale

Mrs. Lin didn't have the slightest pity in her eyes, she threw the doll on Aunt Hua's body: "This was found from your room, how do you explain it?"

Aunt Hua was trembling like dead leaves falling in winter, her face was pale and purple, but when she saw the doll on the ground, her face was flushed with blood, and she tried her best to defend herself: "Old lady, it's not mine, it's mine. No, how could I do such a crime? How could I do such an unscrupulous thing? It's not me, it's not me..."

In panic and panic, she placed her expectations on Lin Xiangye, with tears in her eyes, and looked pitifully at: "Xiangye, you believe me, I didn't do it, you have to believe me, it really wasn't me made……"

What Aunt Hua remembers most is that Xiangye Lin's doting on her, even though Xiangye Lin was a little cold just now, but still her amorous Li Lang, her Li Lang will not disbelieve her.

Her posture is very full, and it is the most irresistible weakness of Lin Xiangye in the past. Normally, as long as she shows such a weak expression, Lin Xiangye can't refuse any of her requests. In these years, her Li Lang has almost never rejected her.

She was able to defeat Mrs. Lin and become Xiangye Lin's favorite woman because she understood men and Xiangye Lin better than Mrs. Lin - he likes to be a big man and can't resist weak women, so now she poses The lowest, the weakest.

It's a pity that Aunt Hua didn't put a mirror in front of her at this time, otherwise she wouldn't have such great confidence.

At this time, Aunt Hua was too miserable to look at, not to mention her pitiful and beautiful demeanor.

Lin Qingran let out a long breath, and looked at the scene in front of her very comfortably. She knew that the scene she most wanted to see was about to take place.

What kind of sharp knife did not hurt the man he loved so much.

Today, she wants to experience the pain of being stabbed by the man she loves, how painful it is.

Just like her mother did that day.

Lin Xiangye looked at Fahrenheit, who was like a dog in the water, and at her deliberately weak posture, not only did he not feel pity, but a wave of disgust arose instead.

At this moment, it seemed that years of infatuation dissipated, and he himself found it inconceivable that he had held such a pretentious woman in his hands for so many years?

At this time, Master Lin actually saw through Aunt Hua's hypocrisy.

Feeling Lin Xiangye's enlightened expression, Lin Qingran didn't feel happy in her heart, but only felt sad. She didn't know if it was Mrs. Lin, or for the silly self at the beginning.

A man's deep love is originally maintained by a stunning face. If Aunt Hua's face is still intact at this time, Mr. Lin must still be addicted to it!

Think back when her mother died young, her elder sister was humiliated and committed suicide, and her younger brother disappeared. She suffered day and night and didn't care about her appearance. Otherwise, she might have a good death with her once beautiful appearance!

It's just that such a good death was something she disdained. Although it was tragic, it was enough to make the life of that pair of sluts worse than death.

While she was in a trance, she heard Lin Xiangye's indifferent voice: "I really never thought that you would still deny it until now. Come on, drag me out, when will she admit it, and when will you stop!"

This is going to be beaten into a trick!

Lin Qingran's graceful lips were drawn up, and there was a faint light beating slightly in her eyes as deep as an ancient well.