Chapter 12

Grandfather with Luo Juntian's words, let Tang Warm Yang heart a burst of despair, the face is also as white as paper.

I can't escape

Luo Juntian pretends to come over and takes Tang Nuanyang's hand. "Wife, after taking such a long flight, you should be tired too. You look ugly. I'll take you back to your room to have a rest first.".

"Go, I'm going to sleep for a while." Luo Yuanshan waved and closed his eyes.

The people in the room quietly exit the room in turn.

Outside, the members of the Luo family attack, ridicule or blame Tang Nuanyang. They all know that the reason why the old man is so anxious to let Tang Nuanyang have a baby is that he is afraid that after he dies, she will lose her support. If she is pregnant with Juntian's child, she will be able to have a precious mother and son, and no one can shake her status.

As we all know, their husband and wife are not in good relationship, and they seem to get along with each other. Luo Juntian doesn't like to see Tang Nuanyang. There are a lot of lovers, and they have to wait for ten and a half days to spoil one every day. They have a high-profile and ambiguous relationship, and Tang Nuanyang is just a wife who was left out in the cold to go to the United States.

Listening to his family's "welcome speech", Tang Nuanyang has always kept calm and calm. "If nothing happens, I'll go back to my room first.".

She turned away and headed for the third floor.

The style of the second floor is retro. When you get to the third floor, it's more fashionable. When you open the door of the double open room, you can say that the breath of Luo Juntian comes to your face. It's noble, cold and lofty.

The left foot slowly, tentatively stepped into the room, exaggerated as if to enter the gate of hell, people standing inside, suddenly like falling into the ice hole, shivering.

as like as two peas in the sky, the big black room with a luxurious and domineering black carpet is especially conspicuous. She has been completely drown in this bed, and after her heart and soft body are delivered, she is only suffering from the pain.

Behind her, Luo Juntian stepped on the carpet and approached silently, leaning against her ear, "wife, miss this bed, how can you see it so obsessed and touching?".

Tang Nuanyang's back was stiff and his mouth sneered, "I'm thinking about how many women have come to this bed in the past four years.".

"Ha ha..." Luo Juntian laughed and stroked her delicate slender neck: "you will never be the last one." As he spoke, his hand slid down.

Tang Nuanyang clenched his fists and became angry. "Stop it"

"they all say that parting is better than getting married. Now we have been separated for four years." Luo Juntian's voice is low and soft. The more angry she is, the more he won't let her escape. He wants to let her know that now, she has no way to escape.

"What do you want to do in broad daylight, let me go?" Tang Nuanyang felt the strong breath from him, and she began to be afraid of panic.

Is night coming so soon?

Luo Juntian smiles and raises her skirt.

Just at this time, there was a knock on the door outside. It was the housekeeper who called them down for dinner.

The dinner of the Luo family is more abundant than the banquet. Everyone has two pairs of chopsticks in front of them. One pair is used to eat, the other pair is used to pick vegetables. The second uncle, the third aunt, their spouses and children, the long table is full of people.

When they were about to start, Luo Ningxiang and an siyao came home for dinner. Luo Wanxin, who was sitting next to Tang Nuanyang, and her husband Li Shengqing, who was opposite, wisely gave up their seat to them.

Luo Juntian's green eyes are getting deeper and deeper, and Tang Nuanyang is also tightening her body. She drops her eyes and tries not to look at the opposite side.