Yan Xu looked at An Qing with red eyes, looking straight at An Qing: "I deliberately don't let her be happy, I don't let her be happy, what about my happiness?
Where is mine?"
Yan Xu, who was heartbroken to death, looked at An Qing again.
He didn't care about hiding that he was gay, he just wanted to vent the anger in his heart.
"But Mom, Mom must really like Li Yuan, otherwise you wouldn't have been out for so long without explaining."
An Qing laughed wildly in her heart, but the expression on her face was anxious and helpless, and she was extremely skillful in adding fuel to the fire.
Oil.
Yan Xu "plopped" and fell to the ground.
He didn't care whether his clothes were stained with porridge, buffalo or milk on the floor.
His eyes were dull and lackluster, and he murmured: "Yeah, they don't even bother to explain."
"Li Yuan is willing to be like this.
Maybe they have been together for a long time, but mom deliberately hid it from you for fear that you would be unhappy.
You have to understand them."
An Qing continued to trouble Yan Xu with evil intentions, but her expression was cautious, for fear of touching him.
Yan Xu looked hurt.
Yan Xu remembered that Li Yuan had come to stay at his house many times before, and every time he chatted with Yan's mother with a smile, he believed it unconsciously, but he hated his mother even more for his mother's violent attack on her love: "She has been there for a long time.
It was premeditated, she did it on purpose."
In Yan Xu's eyes, Li Yuan was still with him, but was taken away by Yan's mother, and he deliberately hid it from himself, treated himself like a fool, and even let An Qing see it.
I laughed at my own joke, and the more I thought about it, the more I hated it.
"Mom, can you?
She is a famous strong woman.
It's incredible that she would scheme against a man who is so much younger than her."
An Qing looked at Yan Xu in shock, as if she couldn't understand what he said at all.
I was dumbfounded, and it took me a long time to hold back such a sentence.
An Qing's words seemed to give Yan Xu a new idea.
Li Yuan was as old as himself.
Compared with Yan's mother, who was older and had more knowledge, he was naturally the only one to be plotted.
With such an idea, Yan Xu only felt a glimmer of light in his gloomy heart.
He looked at An Qing seriously, as if looking for an ally to recognize, and said seriously: "My mother has calculated so many people in her life, otherwise she would How can a woman create this family fortune and deceive a man who is much younger than her?
It’s not impossible.”
An Qing felt that Yan's mother had committed a sin in her previous life by having such a son, but she still nodded seriously and said, "I don't have much contact with mom, but what you say makes sense.
After all, mom is not a simple woman.
She She has seen so much, it is unrealistic for others to lie to her.”
Because An Qing's words of approval made Yan Xu's face look better, he nodded and said: "She has seen so much, but she plots against her son's friends.
She doesn't regard me as her son at all."
An Qing saw Yan Xu going further and further away, feeling extremely happy in her heart, but she looked at Yan Xu with burning eyes: "Maybe mom is too lonely and needs someone to comfort her.
After all, a woman is both psychological and physical."
Everyone needs a man, maybe mom is."
An Qing's voice became smaller and smaller as he spoke.
Yan Xu didn't speak, but he was inspired by An Qing again.
Li Yuan was physically satisfied, but Yan's mother was not, so he deliberately seduced Li Yuan.
Thinking of this, Yan Xu's eyes were filled with coldness.
Yan Xu, who had always loved Li Yuan, hated Yan's mother to the core because of An Qing's guidance.
He slowly got up from the ground.
He wanted to save his lover.
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He couldn't let his lover fall to his mother's death.
He cannot be decadent in the hands of that old woman When Li Yuan and Yan's mother got up, Yan Xu and An Qing were already having breakfast downstairs.
Yan's mother looked at Yan Xu and An Qing awkwardly and forced a smile, but Li Yuan looked indifferent.
The virtue of a scumbag has no worries at all tgt ttrgt: