The Male Main’s Uncle Is Openly Obsessed With Me

Huo Chenhuan's face sank, "Do you want to go? If you don't want to, let's not go."

Left and right are just dying struggles, it's the same whether you see them or not.

"No, I'm going."

Su Yayan turned her head and glanced at the disapproval expression of her man, smiled and said, "Go and listen to what these two strange flowers can say. By the way, I am angry with these two red eyes, huh!"

Huo Chenhuan suddenly guessed Su Yayan's plan, and a trace of helplessness and connivance flashed across his eyes: "Okay."

The meeting is scheduled in the afternoon, and considering that the two people may be locked up in one place in the future.

In order to allow them to adapt as quickly as possible and to save time, Huo Chenhuan simply asked the people over there to arrange the two in two rooms next to each other for a four-person meeting.

When Song Yunyuan and Cheng Fenglang looked at each other across the cell, their faces were a little dark.

But they also knew that they had no retreat now, and if they really wanted to make trouble here, they might not even see the last side of the person they wanted to see.

When Su Yayan and the other two came in, Song Yunyuan and the other two were fighting with each other in the strange yin and yang. They heard the sound, and the room fell silent.

Song Yunyuan reacted first, stood up quickly, rushed to the front, tightly holding the pillar beside the cell, and staring at Huo Chenhuan fieryly from the gap.

"You came."

Huo Chenhuan frowned slightly, his eyes flashed with disgust, and soon afterwards he withdrew his gaze and turned his attention to Su Yayan.

The impatience and coldness between the eyebrows melted in an instant, leaving only a deep warm love.

This obvious contrast in Song Yunyuan's eyes is tantamount to a sharp knife that pierced her heart fiercely, piercing her self-righteous dignity and passionate pride.

"You shameless slut, thief!" Song Yunyuan's face turned hideous and distorted, and her eyes were full of blood, as if she was about to devour Su Yayan and tear it into pieces.

"Thief?" Su Yayan's eyes raised slightly, only to feel funny, "Why do you say that I am a thief? What did I steal? Is my man's heart?"

As Su Yayan said, she touched her own man's chest in a particularly rogue manner: "That's really embarrassing. My man's heart is in my hands from beginning to end. It belongs to me. It doesn't take much effort to steal. Only those thinking The poor person who wants but can't get it will worry about other people's things every day and end up with nothing. Deserve it!"

"You! You nonsense!" Song Yunyuan was already very irritated by the intimate relationship between the two, and now he heard Su Yayan's words even more furious, "He likes me, he likes me!"

Su Yayan chuckled, her eyes full of mockery: "Are you the roundworm in his stomach? How would you know if he likes you? Or did he do something that made you misunderstand that he likes you? If that's the case, we are all here now, and don't mind if you dig out the bad debts of old sesame seeds and rotten grains, but you are going to say, why does he like you?"

The affection on Song Yunyuan's face suddenly froze, don't look at her so swearing, if she really wants her to say one, two, three, four, five, she really can't tell.

After all, whether it was at the beginning or now, Huo Chenhuan seems to have been afraid to avoid her, let alone have a good face to her.

Thinking of the last time I returned to China happily, I finally found an opportunity to secretly provoke Su Yayan's husband and wife relationship.