After mistakenly flirting with a scumbag uncle, he was forced to have a flash marriage with a wealth

Lu Xue's message came back quickly.

"There are seven sets of sexy underwear. One set per day is enough for you to play with. What? Don't you like the style? Then I will give you a few more sets."

Song Xiaoning wanted to vomit blood, and she could almost imagine Lu Xue's ambiguous smile.

"No need, thank you!"

"Why don't you need it? You are starting to make a baby with your husband from a flash marriage now. You should be able to successfully carry a golden egg in your belly before next month. At the engagement party of the scumbag couple, you will hold your arm with your left hand and kiss your husband, and you will kiss your husband with your right hand. Touch the dear baby and blind the titanium alloy dog ​​eyes of the couple!"

"..." The corners of Song Xiaoning's mouth twitched.

I found that I and Lu Xue were not on the same channel at all.

When Lu Xue was in college, she especially liked reading romance novels.

Although Lu Xue has only been in love once, and there has been no substantial progress with her boyfriend, she is extremely evil-minded and very wild in this regard, making people feel like a veteran in love.

Besides, she and this fake Lu Junqian were only temporarily married.

Maybe when Lu Yunzhe and Song Siqi get engaged, she takes him to slap them in the face and they will be separated. How can anything really happen, let alone make a baby?

Song Xiaoning was busy sending messages to Lu Xue and didn't notice that the man in front of her had stopped.

She ran straight into his hard embrace.

The pleasant and fresh breath lingered in her nose. The man was tall and she seemed to be held in his arms. Song Xiaoning felt that all the blood was rushing to her face, and her whole body was about to spontaneously combust.

"Well..." Song Xiaoni touched her painful forehead.

She quickly took two steps back and said, "I'm sorry."

Lu Junqian's brows were so furrowed that he could kill a mosquito. He didn't expect that this woman would seduce him again and again.

It's really a low-level trick. I wonder if he has seen through her?

Lu Junqian asked coldly: "Which way?"

Song Xiaoning pointed forward awkwardly, "Go this way."

The two walked towards the apartment without talking anymore, and Song Xiaoning didn't dare to play with her mobile phone anymore.

Finally, they arrived at the apartment.

There is an elevator here, so Lu Junqian no longer has to worry about carrying his suitcase back and forth, and he is not afraid of the same dilemma happening again.

In fact, Lu Junqian helped along the way and didn't have any objections.

It seems that he has a gentlemanly demeanor in his bones, unlike Lu Yunzhe, who always thinks that he is a rich young man, and his attitude is always aloof. He will never help with such things.

Song Xiaoning had a better impression of Lu Junqian.

Opening the door to the apartment, the layout of the room came into view.

A compact apartment with one bedroom and one living room, with simple furniture such as a bed and a sofa, looks bright and clean.

Song Xiaoning thought this place was quite big before, but she didn't expect that Lu Junqian's tall body would instantly feel oppressive when he entered.

Although the apartment is furnished, some bedding and other items need to be replaced with new ones.

Song Xiaoni put the suitcase next to her and glanced at Lu Junqian.

She thought it was Lu Xue who told him her address and that he came to live with her.

After thinking for a moment, she asked hesitantly: "When do you plan to move here?"

Finally said it?

Lu Junqian's eyes fell on Song Xiaoning's belly, penetrating her like X-rays.

"Move here?"

Song Xiaoning didn't know what he was thinking, but she just felt that his eyes were particularly sharp.

She nodded and said, "Yes, I don't live in the Lu family. Don't you want to live with me when you come to my place?"

When you ask him when he will move, you also need to be mentally prepared.

After thinking about it, Song Xiaoning continued: "I have time tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I will go to Hengya Group to paint in the next time. I'm afraid I won't have time to help you move your things."

She looked up at him, "How about tomorrow, okay?"