Picked up a cute pet to take home

Chapter 78 My wife is not what you can call 3
"You can call me my wife." Lu Qingzhe glanced lightly at Jia Le, who had a playful smile. This person should be the one who deliberately called Momo's wife on the phone just now.

"Hey." Jia Le smirked, and put her slender arms on Xia Suran's shoulders, "Why can't I call?"

Lu Qingzhe, who sensed his intention, stretched out his long arms, and instantly brought Xia Suran into his arms, hugged her tightly, then looked at Jiale who had flung himself to nothing, and said with a calm expression: "I No matter what you called Momou before, from now on, Momou is only my wife, wife, girlfriend, and all similar titles can only be called by me, and no one else can."

Lu Qingzhe's tone was indifferent, and he couldn't hear the ups and downs in it, but his eyes revealed a firm light, and that powerful aura made Jia Le, who was always used to a playful smile, to touch it embarrassingly. nose.

"Meng Mou, your man is really possessive!" Jia Le Chao Xia suddenly blinked, and finally stopped teasing them.

Xia Suanran lowered her head, pretending that she didn't hear what he said, and played with her fingers selfishly, what is her man... No matter how awkward it sounds...

"En!" Lu Qingzhe nodded very naturally, this title was quite in his heart.

"I'm Jiale!" With a smile on his face, Jiale stretched out his hand to Lu Qingzhe, "I'll be yours from now on, take good care of me!"

"Lu Qingzhe." Lu Qingzhe still had a calm expression on his face, and shook Jiale's hand, without any other unnecessary nonsense.

"Yaya, her man is pretty cool." Jia Le whispered to Xue Han in a low voice.

"You are an idiot! Senior Lu is a legendary figure in our school. He has a cold face all the year round. He is known as the Bingshan Goddess. He was being polite to you by not freezing you to death just now!" Xue Han gave him an annoyed look. replied in a low voice.

Jia Le touched his head resentfully, then glanced at the two people lying on the sofa who had already gone to play chess with Zhou Gong, and lamented: "Hey, no one sings anymore."

Xia Suanran turned her head to look at Lu Qingzhe with a calm expression, gently pushed his arm and asked, "Jellyfish, do you sing or not? I haven't heard you sing before."

Lu Qingzhe looked down at Xia Suran in his arms with an expectant expression on his face. Those black and white pupils were imprinted with the seven-color lights flickering in the room, and contained a lot of expectations faintly. Looking at her with a smile, he asked, "What do you want to hear from me?"

There is a lot of tenderness in those eyes, the smile on the corners of his lips is like the spring breeze in March, full of warmth, his voice is soft and deep, and his attitude towards Jia Le is really far behind.

"As long as it is sung by you, it's fine." Xia Suran was surprised that he was willing to sing, and he was very excited in his heart, the master sang K! !This kind of picture is unimaginable on weekdays! !
Lu Qingzhe looked at her bright eyes like a full moon, stretched out his slender fingers, and touched lightly on the screen, selected a song, and clicked OK.

Lu Qingzhe took the microphone and stood tall. The blurred light in the private room shone on him, imprinting his cold facial features even more vaguely. His long eyelashes shone strangely under the light, low and magnetic. The voice flowed out slowly, full of affection and bewitchment.

(End of this chapter)