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

Louis can play if he wants, and she can play with him slowly, but if Louis dares to attack Mi Ai, Qiao An doesn't mind taking another life on his hands.

Anyway, she has seen all kinds of darkness a long time ago, and she doesn't care if her hands are dirty or not, but Mi Ai is different, her hands are very clean, they are a pair of saving hands.

"So what? Even if she saves countless lives, she is of no use to me. But what?" Louis snorted softly, but he spoke Mandarin well.

He leaned forward slightly, and his slender, fair but not feminine hand lightly landed on the broken hair on Qiao Anhao's forehead, rubbed his fingers lightly, and asked, "Miss Qiao, are you really okay?" Are you going to be with me?"

"My famous flower has an owner. If you want to loosen the soil, it depends on whether I am willing or not!"

"I can let Mi Ai go, and I won't be against Lu Yisheng anymore. I can also treat your daughter as my own. Isn't this a good deal?"

Louis propped his chin with one hand, his fair skin was almost transparent under the sun, his golden curly hair was orderly and slightly messy, the wind was driving his hair, and his emerald-like pupils were filled with Endless tenderness, as if wanting to drown people.

The expression was peaceful but gentle, seemingly innocent and harmless, but like a prince in a fairy tale, a gentleman and generous, but in fact, it was just his mask.

If it's a gentleman, why would he attack Mi Ai and still want to get in?
Qiao Anhao hates this kind of duplicity man.

"Mr. Lu, have you ever heard of the term "the one who flirts first is cheap?"

"You scold me?"

Louis squinted his eyes, it wasn't that he didn't understand what cheap meant.

Qiao Anhao snapped her fingers, nodded with a smile and said, "Yes, I'm scolding you. It seems that you are good at Chinese language. I hope you will reach the point where human beings can be united with cheap ones as soon as possible."

"You like to read martial arts novels?" Louis was a little surprised. After all, Joan seemed like a girl who would like to read such martial arts novels.

Facing the suddenly cute Louise, Zhong Ran couldn't help but sighed in his heart, and couldn't bear to say, "Sir, she is scolding you."

"that is not"

"A sword that is not a sword, sir." Zhong Ran explained.

At the same time, he turned his eyes to Qiao Anhao, with dissatisfaction leaking out of his eyes, and he also understood that Qiao Anhao's words were not swearing, and he set people up everywhere.

He naturally understood, but Louis did not necessarily understand.

The colloquial language was extensive and profound, but Qiao Anhao was stewed with fire.

"I've heard that Ms. Qiao's mouth is sharp enough, but I've seen it after a few encounters." Zhong Ran wanted to scold Qiao An for being good, but because of his good style of doing things, he couldn't help it. Maybe as shameless as Qiao Anhao.

When I met Yao Zian by chance before, I always hated Qiao Anhao when I mentioned it. At that time, I thought it was just a woman. Now that I have been bullied, how much does Zhong Ran know about Qiao Anhao? Just how unreliable women are.

Qiao Anhao looks petite and petite, with a cute figure and a small face the size of a palm, always smiling, but his aura is not inferior to that of Lu Yicheng at all, he is courageous , also scheming.