The sweet wife is too fierce: Mr. Lu, get out of here!

"What's the matter, I need your permission to scold you?" Qiao Anhao's eyes widened.
So he stretched out his hand to pinch the soft flesh on his waist, and twisted it fiercely, "You arranged Yue Yike without telling me, are you planning to do it again now?"

In the matter of turning over old accounts, women have a natural advantage.

Just because she cares about it doesn't mean the matter is over, even if it's nothing, if she feels uncomfortable, then the matter is serious.

Lu Yisheng, who was labeled as 'one more time', heard Qiao Anhao's vexatious words, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but he still explained patiently, "She is just a dispensable pawn."

When Yue Yike was mentioned, Lu Yisheng's eyes didn't startle, as if he was talking about a complete stranger, his hands naturally fed the porridge to Anhao's mouth.

An Hao glanced at it, and just about to continue talking, a mouthful of porridge was fed into her mouth, making her hold back the words she wanted to blurt out.

After finally swallowing the porridge in her mouth, she was about to continue the topic, but Lu Yisheng's silent actions catered to her appetite and did not give her a chance to refuse at all.

So, in this weird atmosphere, she was 'forced' by Lu Yicheng and fed a bowl of porridge.

After eating, Qiao Anhao clenched her hands into fists, always feeling an indescribable aggrieved feeling in her heart, and finally could only point to Lu Yisheng and said, "Okay, you pretend to be with me. Tonight you give me Go sleep on the floor!"

After finishing speaking, Qiao Anhao tossed and pulled the quilt, and lay on the bed with her back turned away to stop looking at Lu Yicheng, so as not to get more and more angry.

And Qiao Anhao, who was carrying her back, didn't see it. The cold blue pupils seemed to be filled with starlight at that moment, like an endless galaxy that made him feel cold. Softened in vain.

Those eyes contained her, refracting a little bit of starlight, and the tenderness was hidden under the expressionless handsome face.

He packed his things aside, lifted the quilt and got in, stretched out his arms to hug Qiao Anhao's slender body, and let her back rest on his chest.

"Anhao." The snorted breath sprinkled on Qiao Anhao's neck, and the hot and humid breath made Qiao Anha move a little uncomfortably, a different emotion arose in his heart, and even the atmosphere seemed to be rippling Not a lot.

Qiao Anhao rolled her eyes, and raised the corners of her mouth, turning her back to Lu Yisheng and said, "Tell me, what are you going to do to Louis?"

Hearing the name of Louis, displeasure flashed across Lu Yisheng's eyes, his eyes were full of possession of Qiao Anhao, and there was a storm in those cold eyes, as if he wanted to destroy everything.

Any man treats his rival in love like this, especially a man like Lu Yisheng who is extremely possessive. If others take a second look, he will feel that he is infringing on his things, not to mention Louis who treats Qiao Anhao Attention man.

For Lu Yisheng, this is his enemy.

"I'm going to kill him."

"..."

Qiao Anhao rolled her eyes and said speechlessly, "Who asked you this, I'm asking how you plan to deal with Louis."

"Guess." Lu Yisheng raised his tone slightly, revealing his jewel-like pupils, dark blue and cold, except for Qiao Anhao, he saw no one in his eyes.