The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

With that, he stared fiercely at Meng Zisu.

When he first saw this woman, he was also amazed by the woman's appearance.

Of course, what is even more amazing is the handsome young man next to him, but in the end he is a man. He Xifeiyang is not a broken sleeve, so he quickly focused on Meng Zisu.

Meng Zisu is like a blooming paeonia, pink and white color, with pure and soft, thirsty and blooming but full of charming enchanting. On the appearance, she is much better than Meng Baiya.

Facing such beauties, Xi Feiyang's heart just raised a trace of sorrow, and saw her treat Meng Baiya coldly and rudely.

Meng Baiya greeted her sister with enthusiasm, but she was not only humiliated, but nearly injured.

Seeing the girl in her arms holding back the tears, wanting to cry but not dare to cry, smelling the fragrance from the girl, Xi Feiyang was angry, he felt he had an obligation to protect this kind, gentle and fragile Girl.

Xi Feiyang's eyes glared coldly at Meng Zisu, "Who are you, have you been educated? Bai Ya talks to you well, why should you move?"

Meng Zisu was cold and was about to speak.

But Meng Baiya took the lead and pulled Xi Feiyang: "Brother Xi, don't blame your sister, she didn't do it on purpose."

"Not intentionally?" Xi Feiyang grabbed her hand and said angrily, "Look, your hands are bleeding, and even help her speak. Baiya, why are you so kind?"

I saw three blood stains on the back of the girl's white hand, which was obviously scratched by her nails.

Of course, Xi Feiyang immediately thought that Meng Zisu had deliberately grabbed her on the back of her hand when she had just thrown away Bai Ya.

Meng Baiya withdrew her hand, hiding behind her as if frightened, Zhizhiwuwu said: "No, it doesn't matter, I don't matter if I hurt, as long as my sister can be happy, as long as my sister no longer blames me. I can care nothing ."

Xi Feiyang felt sad and angry in his heart, and suddenly thought of something, looking at Meng Zisu, shouting: "You say she is your sister, so, she is the fiancee of Yan Huai who retired? Meng's defiance? 'S eldest daughter?"

Meng Zisu's face suddenly became paler than before, just like rice paper.

The hand on the side is clenched into a fist, and the nail is deeply embedded in the palm of the hand.

She dared not look up, to see Meng Baiya's hidden pride, or to see the contempt on Xi Feiyang and Xi Yue's face.

Meng Baiya suddenly said angrily: "You...you... Brother Xi, how can you say that to your sister? Even if she is really chaste, then... that is just her confusion. If you talk like that, I will Ignore you!"

The girl's face was filled with anger filled with righteous indignation. Xi Feiyang was scolded, but she didn't feel angry at all. Instead, she felt that the girl was simply beautiful.

He whispered: "Okay, I won't say it. Baiya, don't be angry."

Meng Baiya recovered the anger on her face and walked in front of Meng Zisu with a crying tone: "Sister, I know you blame me, blame me for taking Yan Huai's brother, and blame me for not going to the appointment that day. Brother Huai really loved each other. That day...I didn’t get there in time, also because Brother Yan Huai accidentally wounded while practicing the sword...I’m really sorry, but these are not my intentions."