Falling into Acacia Gu: Naughty Lady

Chapter 271 Pulling a prince to be a school grass (17)

Cohabitation!

Does this guy have to think of his relationship with Wen Jie as vulgar?

Han Zheng ignored the anger on her face, tried to make her every word clear, and replied slowly: "I said you want to move out of Han's house with Wen Jie, and then live together outside."

Gritting her teeth, Yi Wanyan stepped on his instep, angrily and repeatedly, "I'll let you talk." Her mouth was almost crooked.

Unexpectedly, Wen Jie suddenly raised his head and asked, "Does cohabitation mean living together?"

Enduring the pain, Han Zheng said to Wenjie overjoyed, "Not only that? Cohabitation also includes..."

"Still talking about you." How could you say that kind of thing in front of Wen Jie, Yi Wanyan's hands are so sensitive, she immediately covered Han Zheng's stinky mouth, wishing she could tear him apart.

"Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" Han Zheng wanted to say this, but when Yi Wanyan covered her like this, he quickly raised his hand to push her little hand away, holding it in the palm of his hand, the words that sounded angry but lost a bit of vigor, "Aren't you Want to murder for money?"

Withdrawing her hand like an electric shock, Yi Wanyan's eyes flickered, her heart was disturbed for a while, her delicate brows became tangled, and there was a little sadness in her eyes.

It can be said that Han Zheng was picking up which pot this time, which reminded her of what happened with Chu Ge.Closing her eyes, she wished that that had never happened!
Seeing this, Wen Jie asked anxiously, "What's wrong, Xiao Yi?"

Han Zheng also didn't go to see Yi Wanyan, and replied casually: "She will be fine, but I'm talking about the center, so she's not happy."

"Xiao Yi..." But from Wen Jie's point of view, Xiao Yi is not what he said. Her distorted face and her lower lip, which was bitten white by her, told him that she is in pain now.

"Xiao Yi, what's the matter with you, Xiao Yi?" But there was a trace of crystal in the corner of her eyes, and he anxiously reached out to wipe it away, "Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi, talk."

Realizing the urgency and worry in his words, Han Zheng turned his head to look at Yi Wanyan, and seeing tears rolling down her tightly closed eyes, he panicked, "Wan Yan, Wan Yan, I just now I was joking with you."

Did my words hurt her self-esteem, or did my words stimulate her to think of unhappy things.

(End of this chapter)