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

Qiao Anhao looked at the incomparably luxurious villa, and couldn't help feeling a little far away. Six years ago, she fell in love with Lu Yisheng at first sight, and even though she knew he was a professor, she still pursued him desperately.

As long as it is his class, she will grab it. Who in the whole school doesn't know that she likes Lu Yisheng?

Holding Xiao Ling'er's hand tightly, Qiao Anhao led her into the door. The object of entry was Lu Yisheng who was sitting on the sofa in a black shirt and sipping coffee elegantly. With slender joints, holding a porcelain cup is like a work of art.

Qiao Anhao felt slightly uncomfortable facing the unfamiliar Lu Yicheng, and said, "Lu Yicheng, let's talk."

Lu Yisheng put down his coffee cup, stood up, and straightened his cuffs.

When he stood up, his figure became more slender and taller, and his fine narrow waist made him look more dignified, and the aura of a superior person exuded faintly.

"I don't want to talk about it now." Lu Yisheng flatly refused.

It's just that there was a faint smile in those dark eyes. He knew that Qiao Anhao would come back obediently. Although he didn't find out everything, he found out what Qiao Anhao liked.

Knowing yourself and knowing your enemy can help you win a hundred battles.

Qiao Anhao didn't know that Lu Yicheng did it on purpose, so she laughed, touched Xiao Ling'er's head, and said softly, "Ling'er, go out and play first. Mom, I have something to talk to Talk to your 'dad' alone."

The word Dad seemed to be squeezed out between the teeth, obviously angry.

Xiao Ling'er tilted her head and looked at Qiao Anhao, her slightly curly hair trembled, then she grinned and nodded back, "Then Ling'er is going to play in the garden for a while, and I will come back to find my mother later."

"Go."

Watching Xiao Ling'er go out, Qiao Anhao shrugged.

He stepped forward and kicked Lu Yisheng fiercely, while cursing, "Lu Yisheng, I'm talking to you to save face, and you still don't want to talk? Believe it or not, I will beat you to death right now!"

Lu Yisheng dodged back, avoided Qiao Anhao's kick, moved to the side and clasped Qiao Anhao's shoulder, Qiao Anhao clasped it with his backhand, and opened his mouth to bite.

Frowning, he stretched out his right hand to grab her, and hugged her directly in his arms. With his left hand, he pinched Qiao Anhao's face so that she couldn't bite it down. Looking at the funny look, there was a hint of ridicule in it, "You Dogs?"

"Like... let's go!" Qiao Anhao said struggling.

Lu Yisheng didn't understand "Huh?"

Qiao Anhao stared at Lu Yicheng with her round and bright eyes, gathering anger, she rubbed against him, and reached out her hand to grab Lu Yisheng's lifeblood, using all her strength.

Lu Yicheng's body froze suddenly, and he lowered his head to stare at Qiao Anhao, with emotions in his deep eyes.Her hands were pinching his own weakness, but he didn't hate it at all, and even wavered a little.

Qiao Anhao swung Lu Yicheng's hand away forcefully, snorted coldly, rubbed her sour face, and said viciously, "I told you not to let go! How dare you pinch my mother's flowery face?" She pinched it hard with her right hand, but as she pinched it, Qiao Anhao felt that something was wrong.

like……

Damn it, it's getting bigger!

"You, you, you!" Qiao Anhao was a little startled, her face blushed slightly, and she let go of her hand quickly, "You are so fucking shameless! How dare you change things?!"

"Tch." Lu Yicheng snorted softly, his dark blue pupils seemed inexplicably gloomy at the moment, his body slowly pressed over, and gently licked her earlobe, which was extremely aggressive The breath spread, and she couldn't help shrinking her neck.