The Divorce Is Invalid

Luo Jun was stunned, stunned and stupid. Grandpa's thinking is not generally strong!

If Tang Nuanyang understood what the old count said, she would probably vomit a few kilograms of blood, because it was too outrageous and ridiculous. She was a weak woman. What could she do to a tall boy? Even if she wanted to be wrong, she had to have this strength.

However, she only saw Luo Juntian looking at his grandfather with straight eyes. She didn't know what the old man said to stimulate him.

"Grandpa, I'll protect myself. Don't worry, she has absolutely no ability," Luo Juntian said calmly to the old count. He's right. She really doesn't have this ability, because he always knocked her down.

"What will you do if she climbs on you while you are asleep?"

Then I must be so happy that she can ravage me! Luo Juntian replied in his heart. On the surface, he pretended to hesitate, and then replied, "I'll shout for help, then push her away and escape from the devil's palm.".

The old count was surprised and said, "I can't see that my Jun Tian is still so innocent. I thought you would accept it.".

"Hehe,,, how could it be?" Luo Juntian smiled guilty. "In short, it's very safe for us to sleep in one room. Usually at night, we lie in bed, count the stars and play cards.".

"That's not good. I can't let her have the chance to take your first time. You have to divide the room. It's not negotiable," said the old count with strong willpower, naming the housekeeper "go and prepare the room immediately, and don't get too close".

"Yes, count, I'll go right away." the housekeeper obeyed and walked away.

"Oh, No." Luo Juntian also wanted to turn the situation around and called the housekeeper. Unfortunately, he has walked a long way with firm steps.

He was wailing in his heart. Could you stop torturing him like that.

The old count smiled and patted him, "go and have a rest. Your cousin will come back in the evening and let him take you out for a ride.".

Luo Juntian was not in this mood. He didn't expect that his good deeds would be Grandpa. He felt so depressed when he thought of sleeping alone at night. He must find a way to deceive Wenyang into his room.

Tang Nuanyang was in a fog. He wanted to say hello to the old count, but he didn't even look at her, so she didn't even have a chance to say hello.

Later, the housekeeper came again and took them to the room.

Tang Wenyang followed Luo Juntian up the stairs covered with vermilion carpet and asked him, "grandpa doesn't like me?"

"No! He is like this. He doesn't like talking to women," Luo Juntian explained with a smile.

"What did you say just now? Why did grandpa look at me like that? I don't think he likes me.".

"Just talk about family. He doesn't dislike you. He told me you're cute.".

"Luo Juntian, my English is not good, but my eyes are not blind. You don't have to comfort me. I can understand, just as you always look down on me." Tang Wenyang can almost guess grandpa's view of her.

Luo Jun was very uncomfortable. He took her in his arms and said, "I'm a little confident in myself. You're the one my grandfather likes. We'll go back one day.".

It's rare for him to comfort himself so considerately. Tang Nuanyang has been pleasantly surprised. "Well, I'll study hard in Britain and won't cause grandpa's trouble.".

The housekeeper in front of "Miss Tang Nuanyang" stopped.

"Yes, Hello!" Tang Nuanyang said hello.

"Here's your room." the housekeeper pushed open the ~ room door and asked the servant to take the luggage in.

"Oh, thank you!" Tang Nuanyang probably understood what he meant. After thanking him, he awkwardly pulled down Luo Juntian's hand and walked in.

Luo Juntian also wanted to go in, but was stopped by the housekeeper. "Young master Luo Juntian, your room is not here. Please follow me.".

"Tell me where my room is. I'll go myself later.".

The housekeeper still wouldn't let Luo Juntian in. "The count said, let me take young master Luo Juntian back to your room immediately. Please don't embarrass me.".

Tang Wenyang was surprised to see him retreat again. "Don't you come in?" she didn't know that she could come here and have a room alone.

Luo Juntian knew that the housekeeper only listened to Grandpa's words. If he came hard, he couldn't take advantage of it. He withdrew from the room and said, "my room is not here!"

"Your room?!" Tang Nuanyang immediately understood and said happily, "then go to your room, bye!"

She closed the door happily!

Luo Juntian looked at the closed door and her last surprise, joy and strength, with a black face.

This girl, I dare say she is eager to sleep with him. Look at her expression like winning the lottery ~ ticket just now, he is so angry!!!

"Young master Luo Juntian, please go this way." the housekeeper pretended not to see Luo Juntian's smelly face and continued to do his duty in his ear.

Luo Juntian, depressed, strode away from ~ the door of the room and walked quickly in a certain direction.

Tang Wenyang looked around the room. Wow, it's so retro. Both the murals and the bed look ancient and gorgeous. There are three layers of curtains from inside to outside. When they are all pulled up, the golden light can't shoot in. When they are opened, you can see the fairyland hillside, green space, lake and forest outside the window.

The luxury here has the unique style of European aristocrats. Leaning against the window, she saw a dazzling carriage coming like this, which is very difficult to see in China.

She opened the window and took a pleasant breath of the good air here. She fell into bed and rolled around. I think she really blamed grandpa for his old man. She also knew to prepare two rooms. In this way, she wouldn't have to be harassed by him every night and couldn't sleep! She should thank him well, the old man is.

In the soft bed, blowing the cool autumn wind, after sleeping and waking up, the man was refreshed immediately.

"Gululu,,,,," Tang Nuanyang vomited. She was really a little hungry.

She got out of bed, put her luggage away, took a bath and changed her clothes. In the mirror, she was not powdered, natural and fresh.

She opened ~ the door and went out. Looking at the long corridor around, she didn't know where Luo Juntian's room was. The castle was bigger than Luo's house. The wall lamp on the wall was very dark. The corridor was long and narrow. It was faint, which made people feel angry.

Forget it, there are so many rooms here, and she knows which room he is in. Don't look for him first. Let's go downstairs and wait for him first!

Fortunately, she has a good memory and won't forget the way she walked once. She walked downstairs according to the route that the housekeeper brought him up at noon. Different from that in the corridor upstairs, the lights in the hall were particularly bright, which made her unable to open her eyes at once.

She stood in the hall and couldn't see half a figure. She twisted her hands a little nervously, thinking about how she should talk to others in English when someone came. Luo Juntian wanted face so much. If she humiliated him, she wouldn't spare her.

My heart was in a panic. A series of leather boots and other objects knocked on the ground. The step sounded slow and steady, confident and leisurely. Is it grandpa?

She pulled her Lavender dress, straightened her back and turned around.

Seeing the person standing in the center of the hall, she was surprised to open her bright dark eyes.

The boy has dazzling blond hair, green eyes and white jade skin. He is handsome and evil. He has a white coat, a complicated and gorgeous pink shirt with lotus leaf collar, a pair of boots on his feet, a crutch in his hand and an aristocratic atmosphere. He looks down from top to bottom 45 degrees.

Seriously, when she turned around just now, at first glance, she thought Luo Juntian had blond hair. When she looked carefully, she knew it was not. But their faces were at least 70% similar. Needless to guess, she knew that this person was either his cousin or his cousin. She looked a little more mature than Luo Juntian. It should be his cousin.

Just why did he use a crutch? Is he lame?

Alancer stared at the little girl standing by the stairs and walked closer.

Tang Nuanyang has been thinking about whether he is lame. As soon as he left, he found that his legs are good. It's strange. Why use crutches? The British are too strange.

"Who are you?" he stopped a meter away, raised his crutch and gently picked up her chin with the bottom. His voice was magnetic, with a trace of danger.

"I'm,,,,, I'm,,," Tang Wenyang thought to tell him his name or Luo Juntian's fiancee.

"You came with Juntian? Is it his girlfriend?"

"Ah?" the English sentence was too long, and he spoke like a heavy bass, so she couldn't hear it clearly or understand it.

"I asked you if you are Juntian's girlfriend? He's going to study abroad. How can he leave you here alone?"

Tang Wenyang hated her poor English. She didn't understand a word. In addition to being embarrassed, she had to say hello with a giggle

"Oh, my God, you're a fool, ha ha,,," alancer whispered.

She blushed in embarrassment. People laughed at her. She didn't know what she was talking about.

On the stairs, there was a cold and violent cry, "Alan, take your crutch off my wife's chin, or I'll chop you for firewood!"