The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

Shaking her dizzy head, she glanced sideways at Yi Shurong sitting next to her, only to find that he was also looking at the people below.

Are they that good-looking? !

Luo Liyan blinked and asked sourly in her heart.

However, Yi Shurong didn't know Luo Liyan's psychological activities at this time. All her mind was on feeling the two people's intertwined fingers.

As for the performances below, he really didn't notice them at all.

Luo Li poured two more glasses of wine for herself. After drinking it down in one gulp, not only did she feel dizzy, but she was also so drunk that she immediately threw Yi Shurong's hand aside.

"Hmph!" She snorted heavily, raising her nose.

Yi Shurong came back to her senses, looked at the slightly red face, and then shook her head helplessly, "Cousin, what are you making trouble again?"

"Hmph!" Luo Liyan refused to answer and snorted heavily again.

Yi Shurong has never seen anyone dare to be like her. She couldn't help but chuckle, and then scratched her nose, "If you have something to say, just speak up. You think you are a cow, hum, hum, hum. .”

"I knew that now that you have someone else, I am nothing more than a piece of grass in your eyes." Luo Liyan slapped his hand away in disgust, her watery eyes looking straight at Yi Shu Rong.

His heart almost melted.

But he felt a bit ridiculous and helpless, "When did I have someone else? It was you who threw my hand away."

"Well, they are your harem." Luo Liyan waved her little arm and swept through the group of people below.

Although her voice was not restrained, it was weak and muffled because she was drunk, so only Yi Shurong could hear it clearly.

In the eyes of others, the two of them were just quarreling.

This made those who had never hugged Yi Shurong's lap couldn't help but secretly rejoice.

Sure enough, if she can't get on the stage, she can't get on the stage. Even if she is given a chance to turn around, she can't do it on her own.

But those people wanted to think about it, but no one dared to say anything.

He could only watch helplessly as Luo Liyan grabbed Yi Shurong's lapel and shook it there, "You only have them in your eyes, not me at all."

Yi Shurong wanted to follow the direction she pointed and take a look at those people, but just as she turned her head, Luo Liyan slapped her face hard with two small hands.

The crisp "pop" sound made everyone so frightened that they didn't even dare to take a breath.

Some were even timid and even closed their eyes for fear of seeing blood splattered three feet away.

After all, Yi Shurong was famous for his bad temper. As early as when he first started to stir up trouble in the noble family, someone said extremely unpleasant words to him, and she whipped him to death on the spot.

In the end, the emperor went to court, and not only did he not be punished, but the Minister of Rites was also thoroughly investigated, and evidence of his corruption and bending of the law was directly found, and the whole family was imprisoned.

Although the Anding County Lord is also favored by His Majesty, his sister's daughter is still more important than his own daughter.

However, Luo Liyan was not as scared as them. She was so guilty that she didn't even realize what she had done. She still pinched Yi Shurong's face hard with her two small hands, preventing him from looking at those people.