Another day of tragic death for the host

Chapter 282 The male theologian is in my house 2
On the surface, Bai Lanfeng is an incomparably beautiful Mrs. Jane, but only she knows that she is just a Mrs. Jane in name only.

This afternoon, when she was having an appointment for afternoon tea with a few ladies, she overheard others discussing behind her back that she was a mistress.

Therefore, as soon as Bai Lanfeng came back, she brought up the matter of obtaining the certificate to Jian Zhen again, and then quarreled with Jian Zhen because of the matter of obtaining the certificate.

Jian Zhen just learned of his condition in the afternoon, so naturally he will not be in a good mood.

It's useless even if Bai Lanfeng is Bai Yueguang!
Therefore, when Bai Lanfeng made such a fuss, he would naturally hit the gun. It's no wonder that Jian Zhen didn't ask her to quarrel.

Xin He glanced at the character design of the heroine, and sighed coolly, her fair and tender face was full of depression.

Why can't we give her some domineering personality!
It's the kind that makes heaven and earth!

According to the experience she summed up, it is best to do the task of this kind of person.

Shuangmao sensed the thoughts in Xinhe's heart, and ruthlessly broke her fantasy: "Hehe, don't think about it, you can't be domineering, but being stupid and cute is suitable for you."

Xin He blinked her big moist eyes, and for a while, puffed up her cheeks angrily, with a gloomy expression on her small face.

Why don't she become a royal sister?

Shuangmao: "..." Is there any difference between this and the world?

The original owner was not taken seriously, and her room was naturally not much better.

The room is dark and damp in the shade, narrow and cramped.

The distance between the bed and the door is less than two meters, and because there is no ventilation and no sunlight, there is a damp and musty smell.

Xin He rubbed her shriveled stomach, pursed her mouth, and was about to go to the kitchen to find something to eat.

The original owner had just sat down at the dining table before, and before he had eaten two bites, he was frightened and fainted by the scene of the two quarreling.

Right now she is hungry.

After taking some snacks from the kitchen, Xin He almost bumped into someone just as he came out.

Jian Zhitong frowned, took a step back almost imperceptibly, but his eyes were still as gentle as water, and said softly: "Sister, are you hungry? I still have some snacks here, which were brought by others. I'll get some for you later? "

It was as if she didn't know that the original owner was excluded and hated by the classmates in the class.

Xin He pursed her soft lips, her white and tender face showed no sadness, and she frowned slightly: "Get out of the way."

disturb my meal.

Jian Zhitong also frowned, it shouldn't be, when she usually hinted so clearly, her idiot sister had already gone back to her room sadly.

Maybe it was because of today's incident that made her feel bad, Jian Zhitong really wanted to vent, but she didn't leave, but continued to stand there.

"Sister, you're welcome." She glanced at the dim sum in the little guy's arms out of the corner of her eye, and sighed pretending to be sad: "Mom told me to dance again, and I have to control my weight recently."

Xinhe didn't care about that, she only cared that she might become the first host to starve to death.

"Can't you understand?"

The little guy pursed the corners of her lips, even when she was angry and scolding people, her voice was still soft and glutinous, like a dumpling: "A good dog doesn't get in the way, a brain is deaf, which one are you?"

It was the first time for Jian Zhitong to see Xin He slapping someone so stubbornly, she was a little confused, before she could react, Xin He had already walked away.

She wanted to catch up, but Xin He had already gone upstairs.

Of course, eating and drinking is enough to sleep for a while!
Xinhe just lay down, and Shuangmao reminded her, "Hehe, please take a look at the 45° direction."

(End of this chapter)