Cloud poem doubts for a moment and slowly says: "she told me that she was pregnant. Accuse my third party of getting involved in your marriage... "

"Ah!"

When he heard this, he sneered at it. He couldn't help feeling a little annoyed, but more helpless. "So, do you believe it?"

If it's because of something else, blacklisting his number, maybe he can accept it.

But just because a woman said something unimportant in front of her, she actually believed it.

Without even a word of proof, he was put in prison with almost no chance to explain himself.

This woman is too much.

Seeing the curve of mockery drawn by the corners of his mouth, Yun's poems could not help but raise their eyebrows slightly. "What's the matter?"

"She said, you believe unconditionally. So... "

Muyazhe's deep eyes were fixed on her face and asked, "can't I make you believe unconditionally?"

"What can I trust you with?" Some of Yun's poems have no choice but to question his questions.

Questioning him, she didn't seem to take a stand at all.

When she learned from mu Wanrou that she had his flesh and blood in her mouth, it was almost a desperate moment.

Without any doubt, she almost believed it.

Because she doesn't really seem to have a position to question, does she?

She is his fiancee.

And he is her fiance.

Even if she harbors his flesh and blood, isn't that right.

At this time, shouldn't she quit quietly and consciously?

But now, she doesn't think so.

Mu Wanrou now belongs to everything, originally belongs to her.

She won't give in any more. She will take back everything that belonged to her by any means.

Think of here, cloud poem pursed pursed lips, but listen to the man from the top of the head happily smile: "my son way."

Cloud poetry wring eyebrows.

Muyazhe stared at her with some awkward expression, and suddenly thought of something. He said in a narrow voice, "it's because of jealousy that I've been pulled black."

She raised her eyes in some consternation. But saw the man to hang the eyes to gaze at her, on the face arrogant but some proud expression.

Looking at her startled expression, muyazhe saw no irritation on her face, which was all pride and publicity. He suddenly remembered Minyu's words.

Jealous = like it.

This woman likes him!

There is no doubt about it.

Even, it should be unusual to like him! So when mu Wanrou shows great power in front of her, she will become angry and pull him black in anger, right?

"You like me."

After a pause, he suddenly felt that the word was not suitable, and then he changed the word: "yunshishi, you are in love with me."

Seven short words, but the tone is very determined, domineering and proud.

Yunshishi is a little confused. She looks at him with wide eyes. She doesn't know where this man comes from.

Jealous = like it?

She was automatically put into such a formula.

Where does this man come from?

"Not yet?" Muyazhe reached for her delicate nose and said with a smile.

This woman, must love him deeply, will eat so much vinegar.

Minyu said that women in love will have an extremely incomprehensible possessive desire.

They usually don't like their men to be close to any woman at all.

The more jealous you are, the more representative you are of a position that a man can't replace in this woman's mind.

This stupid woman, must be deeply in love with him, will eat so much vinegar.