Stand-in bride: Mr. Lu's first favorite wife

She tilted her head, as if she thought the 'toy' in her hand was very fun, and it felt so good when she squeezed it, she couldn't help being addicted.

Lu Qinghan didn't know what was wrong, but she lost her temper at all and let her do what she did.

Watching Wen Xi play enough.

The man said with a dark face, "Have you played enough?"

Wen Xi raised her hand and covered his head.

Like petting a puppy, he stroked and rubbed his hair.

"Lucky, be obedient."

Lu Qinghan's eyes darkened, and she gritted her back molars.

Well, it turned out he was a puppy.

The gentle eyes turned into crescents, "Lucky, why have you become taller and bigger..."

"I'm Lu Qinghan." He had a dark face, but he didn't move his head away. The woman's fingers on his head were soft, and he didn't reject or resist drama.

Wen Xi blinked her eyes and rubbed.

Seems to be looking at him seriously.

Touching his brows and eyes with his hand, "Honey, why are you in my room?"

"This is my house, I think you are really drunk."

"I'm not drunk." Wen Xi looked at the man in front of him, because Lu Qinghan bent over to follow her gaze, Wen Xi moved closer to him, the smell of alcohol fell on his face, and she blinked her eyelashes, " Husband, are you really my husband?"

"Ah."

"Husband, do you like Fengqinya?" As she spoke...Wen Xi's eyelashes drooped, as if feeling disappointed.

Lu Qinghan didn't expect that she would ask such a question.

"Wen Xi, you are really drunk."

Wen Xi didn't know what was wrong, she suddenly became depressed, a tear rolled down from the corner of her eye, even though she was drunk, she still remembered that the person she liked had amnesia, and she didn't want to come upstairs because Feng Qinya was there Upstairs, she was afraid.

When she was drinking, it was because of Feng Qinya's text message.

Lu Qinghan didn't expect that Wen Xi, who was originally fine, would suddenly cry.

"why are you crying."

Wen Xi cried more and more.

It seemed that the emotions that had been suppressed due to Lu Qinghan's amnesia for a period of time were completely vented.

She choked up.

The shoulders trembled and twitched.

Lu Qinghan stretched out his hand and patted her shoulder lightly, as if he wanted to comfort her but seemed at a loss, "Don't cry."

He has never met a girl crying.

It's almost a mess.

The tone of speech is also very heavy.

Wen Xi sniffed her nose sharply, raised her face, looked at him with teary eyes, as if she was frightened, her mouth was held back slightly, she dared not speak out, and tears fell silently.

This look seemed to be how Lu Qinghan bullied her.

The man didn't expect that she cried even harder.

And it was this kind of silent crying, which seemed to be extremely wronged.

The man's face froze, so he had no choice but to calm down and coax, "Stop crying, please?"

"Honey, don't you, don't you, don't like me..." Wen Xi choked up, almost out of breath.

Lu Qinghan frowned. He looked at Wen Xi crying, and his heart suddenly became complicated. It's not that he doesn't like Wen Xi, but he doesn't remember Wen Xi. Wen Xi is a stranger to him now. He opened his eyes lying on the bed after the car accident, and saw Wen Xi was a stranger, his strange wife.

He also needs time to accept his wife.

There is no like and no dislike.

Just alienated.

Simple alienation.

May I ask, who can develop liking for a strange wife?

"Wen Xi, maybe you have some misunderstandings."