Wealthy Poison Pet: Leng Di's No. 7 Bride

Chapter 138 Uncle Pei

Getting up to go to the bathroom, Leng Shuangruo, who was walking towards her, looked at her with her arms folded, rather condescending, "Give me a night."

Hong Jiaqi looked at her in surprise, "What do you mean?"

"You don't show up tonight."

"Why?"

"Don't you really think that Zhihan loves you?"

"Miss Leng, I'm going to wash my hands, please let me go." Hong Jiaqi bypassed Leng Shuangruo and headed towards the bathroom. Leng Shuangruo wafted in the air and said lightly, "If I were you, since I love Luo Mingxuan in my heart, I should Be brave enough to go out and find him."

Go out and find him?
Hong Jiaqi took a deep breath and opened the bathroom door. At this moment, what if she returned to Luo Mingxuan's side?How would people outside think of her, and how would they think of Luo Mingxuan?
She, Hong Jiaqi, is just an ordinary woman, as long as she finds someone who is passable, she can't get high like Luo Mingxuan at all, it's just that fate pulls them together, and they become passers-by in each other's lives, enough is enough.

Right, that is it.

"Where's Jiaqi?" Pei Zhihan entered the door, looked at Leng Shuangruo who was coming towards him, and glanced around the living room, but didn't see Hong Jiaqi asking with concern.

"In the bathroom." Although Leng Shuangruo was dissatisfied in his heart, his face remained calm. At this moment, he took the suit jacket he took off, and said softly: "You are tired, you have been busy all day. How about I give you a massage." Watching Pei Zhihan sit down on the sofa, Leng Shuangruo handed over the suit to An Lan, and stood behind Pei Zhihan to rub his shoulders.

"No need." Pei Zhihan said flatly, got up and sat down on the sofa opposite, "An Lan, bring me a glass of water."

"Okay, young master." An Lan turned around and was about to leave, but Leng Shuangruo preempted her, "Let me come, keep it warm, right, make sure it's neither hot nor cold."

Pei Zhihan frowned slightly, and didn't say anything else, just looked at An Lan, "Where's Hong Jiaqi?"

"I'm here." Hong Jiaqi stood behind Pei Zhihan, looked at Pei Zhihan with a cold face, expressionless, "Is there something wrong?"

Pei Zhihan turned to look at her, and found that she was wearing a long white shirt today, which was as thin as transparent, allowing people to see the shape of her underwear at a glance, which brought back the memory in his heart, he remembered how soft her body was , I was quite dry mouthed for a while, "I'm tired, come and rub my shoulders."

Hong Jiaqi stood still, and when she saw Leng Shuangruo coming over with water, she was very concerned about the way she lowered her head and carefully blowing the cool water, so she couldn't help but walked behind Pei Zhihan and gently rubbed his shoulders, as long as Leng Shuangruo gave up, She wants to be close to him.

"Haven't you eaten?" Pei Zhihan complained dissatisfiedly, "Use a little force." A nice fragrance wafted from Hong Jiaqi's body, Pei Zhihan closed his eyes, and all he could see in his mind was her snow-white body.

Today, he seemed to miss her very much.

Hong Jiaqi's obedient voice increased her strength, with a half-hearted smile, "Is this comfortable? Uncle Pei" her voice was so gentle that it was outrageous.

Uncle Pei again?Did she forget what she said in the morning?This woman is really forgetful, it seems that she needs to find time to remind her.

"Click on the left too."

"it is good."

Leng Shuangruo, who came over with a water glass, looked up and saw Pei Zhihan enjoying himself with closed eyes, and secretly gritted his teeth.Isn't it unnecessary?Why let Hong Jiaqi do this?

He is obviously her man, how can he let other women get involved?Leng Shuangruo clenched the water glass in her hand, thinking that she must keep Hong Jiaqi away from Pei Zhihan, but suddenly she let go, the water glass fell to the ground with a "bang", and shattered, she hurriedly bent over to pick it up, As soon as the finger touched the glass, a bloodstain was drawn, "Yeah" shouted vigorously on purpose, pressing the wound hard, the blood droplets quickly condensed into a ball of blood, which was particularly eye-catching.

(End of this chapter)