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

"..." Qiao Anhao was choked by Lu Yicheng, and for a moment she didn't know how to answer, then she glanced at her eyes and said speechlessly, "You are enough, you even eat his jealousy?"

"As long as it's not me, I will eat it."

Qiao Anhao "..."

"Please be a human being!" Qiao An looked at Lu Yisheng with a headache, and couldn't help but raised her hand to press her temple. She was afraid that she would be pissed off by Lu Yisheng that day.

Although she looked impatient and annoyed, she felt a sense of being valued in her heart.

This is a feeling that can only be felt towards Lu Yisheng.

Buried in Lu Yicheng's chest, Qiao An couldn't help rubbing her little head, and said arrogantly, "Why don't we compare and see who is more capable and can make Louis suffer."

"Oh?" Lu Yicheng frowned, not surprised that Qiao Anhao said such words, his hands were slightly clenched, and the jaw was naturally placed on Qiao Anhao's heart, "How do you want to compare?"

"Win, you will listen to me from now on."

"Then you lost."

Lu Yicheng's long and narrow eyes were raised, and the sharpness leaked from the corners of his eyes was not concealed in the slightest. There was a strong interest in those cold pupils at the moment. Obviously, he had some interest in this bet.

Qiao Anhao heyed, "Of course you should listen to me."

She's not stupid, anyway, she just wins in the end no matter what.

Lu Yisheng glanced at Qiao Anhao lightly, obviously he couldn't see people's sight clearly in the dark, but Qiao Anhao could clearly feel that Lu Yisheng's eyes were firmly locked on her body.

There seemed to be a sense of indifference in those cold eyes, and there was an incomparable kingly air in his bones, domineering and full of aggression, but strangely she didn't feel that it was aimed at her.

"That seems a little unfair."

Qiao Anhao snorted, "I'm a girl, you have to let me go."

The corners of Lu Yicheng's mouth slightly raised, his deep eyes seemed to have seen through Qiao Anhao's cleverness, but he still let her make trouble, and said in a calm voice, "Then, on the bed, do you want to let me go?"

The black-bellied tone was full of calculations, and Qiao Anhao's hairs stood on end for a moment, and she felt like she was being watched by a cheetah, as if it was staring at her, ready to give her a fatal blow at any time.

She licked her somewhat dry lips, and moved back, but when she moved, Lu Yicheng squeezed forward, until she moved to the bed, and there was nowhere to move, and then Lu Yicheng pulled her again back in case she fell out of bed.

However, after thinking about it for a while, she felt that she should fundamentally win this matter, so she said confidently, "It's okay. Whoever loses, just listen to whoever is!"

Joan smiled secretly in her heart, this time she went to the place where Louis hurt the most, she didn't believe that Lu Yisheng could beat her.

Immediately, I felt proud.

"If you lose at that time, can you admit it?" Qiao Anhao drew circles on Lu Yicheng's chest with her fingers. Lu Yicheng pinched her troublesome hand, and his tone was gentle but gave off a strong presence that should not be underestimated. Inside "natural."

For Qiao Anhao's self-confidence, Lu Yicheng could see it in his eyes. The eyes of the two met each other in the dark, and sparks burst out.

Qiao Anhao was arrogant and did not admit defeat, while Lu Yisheng was indifferent but steady. Obviously, both of them had calm confidence in the bet, and neither of them would admit defeat.