Master's Fascinating And Valiant Wife

Zuo Feier fell asleep on the sofa, while Zuo LAN stood in front of the huge French window smoking. The smoke was filled in the air.

I've quit smoking for a long time, but recently I've been addicted to smoking again. I feel uncomfortable and depressed if I don't smoke.

The smoke in her mouth spits out, and her thoughts are confused, messy, like a mess, and depressed, like an explosion!

Just then, the door of the room was pushed open and Pei Yiyu came in.

"Haven't you quit smoking for a long time?" Pei Yiyou walked over with narrow peach eyes and slender legs and directly took the cigarette from her hand: "women shouldn't smoke."

"Give it to me!" zuolan bit his teeth.

"Women shouldn't smoke, not to mention that fei'er is still here..." he didn't mind at all. Pei Yiyou smoked the cigarette in his mouth.

Zuo LAN, who was agitated in her heart, couldn't hear a word at this moment. She went over and stretched out her hand to grab the cigarette, but Pei Yiyu was much taller than her. She couldn't reach it with her arm extended upward.

Finally, he became more and more agitated. Zuo LAN pushed Pei Yiyu's body and grabbed the cigarette.

But who knows, Pei Yiyou was pushed to the ground by her. His face was pale in an instant. His breath was rapid between his nose and breath. His big hand fell on his chest and couldn't stand up. The pain in his heart seemed to suffocate, and his hands and feet were even colder.

Turning around, Zuo LAN saw Pei Yiyou on the ground. As soon as her face changed, she immediately walked over: "where's your medicine?"

"In the pocket..." Pei also gasped and said word by word.

He felt his hands carelessly in Pei Yiyu's pocket. Zuo LAN looked very anxious. After a long time, he took out the medicine bottle from his pocket, poured the pill into his heart, took the water cup and fed him to drink.

After a long time, Pei Yiyou's rapid breathing slowly stabilized, sat on the sofa and calmed his heartbeat.

"Your heart disease is much better. Why do you look so weak now?"

Pei Yiyou's face was pale, and the corners of his lips pulled out a smile: "are you worried about me?"

"I'm worried about you. Are you still amorous? When do I worry about you? I'm just curious!" Zuo Lanleng hummed and said.

"It's never been better. It's always like this. It's just a day to day. How can this disease be alleviated?" Pei Yiyou's body leans lazily on the sofa.

During this time, his body has lost a lot.

Zuo LAN didn't speak. He picked up fei'er and put him on the bed. Then he took up the water and handed it to him: "here."

"When will you live with me?"

"Why should I live with you? It's better to live in my own house. It's only raining tonight, so I'll be here. I'll leave with Phil early tomorrow morning. We have a villa. There's no need to stay in someone else's house..."

Mo Qingfei's words still stimulate her and severely stimulate her. Her self-esteem and pride are not allowed!

Hearing the speech, Pei Yiyu raised a lazy smile at the corners of his mouth, looked at Zuo LAN, and said meaningfully: "Zuo LAN, your forbearance is getting worse and worse. (

In the past, Zuo Lan's temperament was stable and calm, with a man's courage and forbearance.

But now Zuo LAN can easily provoke anger by one or two words. Tut Tut, he is more and more unstable

"No matter what you do, what kind of temperament I am, it seems that you can't tell me!" the warm anger and irritability in Zuo Lan's heart were a little more.

"OK, I'll keep silent now." Pei Yiyou stopped talking and became quiet.

Zuo LAN sat on the sofa, picked up the red wine and drank it directly. Even she could feel her temper becoming irritable. This is not a good phenomenon. She must correct it as soon as possible.

She has been in the mall for many years, and her appearance and color are not exposed. This is the basic. During this period, she is a little too indulgent.

"Really don't you live with me?" Pei Yiyou smiled and narrowed his mouth, teasing her.

"My patience is limited. Don't try to provoke me. It won't do you any good."

"OK! It's getting late. Go and have a rest with Phil. Remember, no matter what it is, I'll help you. Good night."

When the voice fell, Pei Yiyou leaned over, unexpectedly left a kiss on her forehead, and then left the room.

However, Pei Yiyou didn't go back to his room, but went to the old man's room.

Many years have passed, but the old man's room has always remained the same as before.

The slender and slightly emaciated body stood in front of the desk. Pei Yiyu's hand flipped the photo album at will. The most common group photo was with Pei Yihuan.

The old man's heart has always preferred Pei Yihuan. No matter what aspect it is, it makes him feel very unwilling and unfair.

As the eldest son, he didn't get what the eldest son should get, which made him angry, especially angry.

"How much do you think Pei will change in a short time?" Pei Yiyou smiled coldly and disdainfully at the corners of his mouth, and his eyes fell on the portrait of the old man hanging on the wall: "change the dynasty, change the master?"

He walked to the bookshelf and flipped around at will. Suddenly, a letter fell slowly from the bookshelf and fell to the ground.

Bending over, he picked up the letter paper. It was indeed the handwriting of the old man. He knew his font even if it turned into ash.

His eyes fell on the letter. Pei Yiyu looked down line by line. After reading the letter, the arc of his thin lips became larger.

This letter has come very well

If those loving Pei brothers see this letter, they must look very wonderful!

However, he has no intention to publish this letter now. Slowly... Slowly... Wait for the most appropriate time... And then everyone will pay attention!

At that time, it must be wonderful

With his lips hooked and smiling, Pei Yiyu leaned lazily on the recliner. He felt that everything was getting better and better

After a long time, he put the letter paper away, then went out of the room and took the door. As soon as he turned around, he met Pei Yijing who had just gone upstairs.

Faintly, Pei Yijing said hello: "big brother."

His relationship with Pei Yiyou has always been light, not to mention talking. The meeting is only to say hello.

However, when Yifeng told him about it, he was indifferent and alienated from Pei Yiyu.

"Back to the room? How are you?" Pei Yiyou asked with a smile.

"Thank you, brother. It's much better." Pei Yijing also smiled lightly, but the smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes, so people couldn't see the thoughts.

Between his words, he coughed and his nose blood flowed again. He took out a paper towel and raised his head slightly.

"It seems that the third brother is not so good. His blood is flowing out."“