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

I thought Lu Yisheng had left, but Qiao Anhao ran out barefoot only to find that Lu Yisheng was just sitting in the garden smoking a cigarette. It was a dark night, and wearing a black shirt, he seemed to have melted into the night.

If it wasn't for those blue eyes and the fireworks lit in his hands, An Hao would have missed him directly.

Walking in front of Lu Yisheng, Qiao Anhao sat on the ground, laying on his lap and asked, "Did something really happen?"

She could feel Lu Yisheng's abnormality, but she didn't know why his mood suddenly changed.

Lu Yicheng didn't speak, the cigarette in his hand was still burning, the ash fell on the ground, and the faint smell of tobacco passed through An Hao's nose, which was very pleasant.

He lowered his head slightly, but a complicated look appeared in those blue eyes. Recalling that Shen Chenling's gaze was always lingering on An Hao's body during this period, Lu Yicheng's breathing became shallow.

He put out the cigarette in his hand and threw it into the ashtray on the table.

"well."

Lu Yicheng's deep voice was a bit sluggish, as if there was a trace of confusion.

For this sudden discovery, Lu Yisheng's emotions were not affected much, but it made him a little bit concerned.

But this concern was not for Anhao, but for Shen Chenling, but he didn't show it.

"Well, I'm here."

Anhao licked her dry lips, thinking about Lu Yisheng's abnormal behavior, she pursed her lips and asked, "Is this a tricky thing? Is Louis planning something again?"

After thinking about it, An Hao also felt that this matter might still be caused by Louis.

Moreover, Louis has been in peace for so long, and suddenly such a big thing happened. Although Lu Yisheng saw through it in the end, Louis will definitely take more actions in the future.

Lu Yicheng stretched out his hand to hold her, and said, "His affairs are only secondary."

"What's that for?"

"Because of you." Lu Yicheng looked at Anhao with burning eyes, but those eyes that contained no emotion would only reveal a little bit of tenderness when looking at her.

An Hao said, pointing at himself, "Why me? I haven't provoked you recently."

"Because I love you."

This thoughtless remark made Anhao even more baffled. She couldn't figure out how this sudden temper had anything to do with loving her. She curled her lips, and Anhao said speechlessly, "Just because of this?"

Lu Yicheng didn't speak, he turned his head and looked away.

He knew that Anhao didn't understand what he meant.

Seeing that Lu Yicheng was silent again, Qiao Anhao's bewildered face became even heavier. She stretched out her leg and kicked Lu Yicheng, "Don't be so fucking convulsive. If you have something to talk about, go back to sleep with me if you have nothing to do. It's late at night. , who are you torturing?"

"Go to sleep, I want to be quiet."

"Who is Jingjing? Mistress? Mistress? Your little honey?" An Hao was spitting and making a fuss.

Lu Yisheng "..."

"Okay, go back to sleep."

Lu Yicheng sighed in his heart, a little helpless but a little funny in it, after An Hao interrupted him, his mood really improved a bit.

However, it was time for him to talk to Chen Ling about this matter tomorrow.

Anhao stood up, patted her butt, and reached out to hold Lu Yisheng's hand, "Isn't this the end of it? I've been tossing around all day long, and I'm in a hurry."