The Stupid Missy Glows Up After Marriage

Meng Ying has no sympathy for this.

These things have nothing to do with her, and she doesn't need to empathize with someone who doesn't want her.

"They also want us to be clean and not to be contaminated with those **** things. But they are afraid that we will be incompatible with them and personally destroy the person I respect most." Yan Xianglin's eyes were moist, "I'm telling you this, no Let you sympathize with me, you can't sympathize with me."

"I just want you to know that I am different from them except that there is their blood flowing in my body. You don't have to regard me as an enemy."

Meng Ying finally opened her eyes.

It's just that the eyes are still deserted, without any emotions.

Her throat swallowed softly, but the voice still didn't come back.

This medicine is really powerful.

It's been quite a while, but it hasn't been resolved yet.

"Don't worry too much, A Lang didn't give me the antidote, and I won't get rid of the poison on your body. However, it should be solved soon." Yan Xianglin said, "When the effect is over, you can go back."

He stayed with her for a while. That's enough.

Yan Xianglin went to the kitchen again, and he was about to cook some porridge.

No matter what Meng Ying's psychology is to her, he still wants her to know that his love for her is not about possession, but because he really wants to be nice to her.

Suddenly, the door was kicked open.

Yan Xianglin hurriedly turned his head, and saw Mu Yuansheng's eyes full of blood, his anger soaring to the sky, hatred almost opened the house.

Meng Ying's eyes softened when she saw Mu Yuansheng.

Mu Yuansheng rushed to Meng Ying and looked at her nervously, "Is there anything wrong?"

Meng Ying could not speak or move.

Just use her eyes to express that she is good now.

Mu Yuansheng was sure that she was okay, and the murderous aura from all over her body had already radiated. The gentle man just now was not him.

He rushed to Yan Xianglin's face with a fist.

Yan Xianglin knows how to use his fists and kicks, but it is only for physical fitness. It is not a problem to find a few punks, but for a person like Mu Yuansheng who licks blood on the tip of a knife, his little effort is to embroider his legs. There is no lethality at all.

Soon, Yan Xianglin was beaten to the ground and couldn't get up.

It's not an exaggeration to say that he has a blue nose and a swollen face.

Mu Yuansheng lifted Yan Xianglin up, viciously, "Women who dare to move me, you are afraid you want to die."

Yan Xianglin was beaten and couldn't speak.

Mu Yuansheng really wanted to kill Yan Xianglin. He registered for his marriage today, everything was ready, and he dared to get his woman away.

This is simply looking for death.

Mu Yuansheng thought so, and was ready to do so.

Suddenly a gust of wind came in from outside, and Meng Ying saw the woman named A Lang rushing behind Mu Yuansheng like a shadow.

Meng Ying wanted to tell Mu Yuansheng to be careful, but she still couldn't make a sound, and she couldn't even open her mouth wide.

Her heart picked up in an instant.

The back of Mu Yuansheng's head seemed to have eyes, and he bounced off Alang's attack.

When A Lang saw Mu Yuansheng, he was taken aback.

Just this time, Mu Yuansheng slapped her on the shoulder, and she stepped back several steps.

Alang didn't dare to take it lightly and go all out.

Only then did Meng Ying see that A Lang's skill is extraordinary, and he didn't lose the wind when he competed with Mu Yuansheng.

Mu Yuansheng had recovered from a serious illness and was almost recovered, but Meng Ying was worried that he would not be able to stand it if he had to fight so hard.

"Don't fight." Yan Xianglin leaned against the corner, his voice a little weak, "A Lang, you stop."