Marriage moves the world: the chief spoiled wife is not enough

Chapter 247 Recovering You 14
When had Lin Huaidong been insulted like this, he looked at those people wishing he could kill them, but Zhongqing laughed so hard at the same time, forget it, let's just smile for Bomei.

Lin Huaidong has endured such ridicule for his whole life, and for Zhongqing, he also fought hard.

"Qing'er, let's go. Seeing that I am being ridiculed like this, you should feel wronged." Lin Huaidong stepped forward and put his arms around her waist, like a little husband who has been wronged.

Zhongqing wanted to get rid of him, but he hugged him tightly, suppressed his smile, and roared ferociously, "Lin Huaidong, if you're a man, don't be so useless, let me go."

"Don't let me go, I am more than a coward in front of you, my dignity is trampled under your feet."

Zhong Qing was helpless, just before Zhong Yechen left, she gave her a meaningful glance, she knew that Ye Chen and Lin Huaidong were good brothers, obviously, he was helping his brother.

"Let go, I'll go with you."

Hearing Zhongqing let go, Lin Huaidong also breathed a sigh of relief, but still stretched out his hand to hold her little hand, as if afraid that she would regret it again.

Zhongqing pursed her lips tightly. It's not that she has no feelings for this man, but his behavior always makes her angry. Since he can't give her a stable relationship, why bother to provoke her.

"Qing'er, I swear, from today onwards, I will definitely love you very much. Can you trust me?" Lin Huaidong led Zhongqing to a red Ferrari and looked at her affectionately.

Zhongqing was a little awkward, wondering if she should believe this man's words, her twisted look was extremely cute, Lin Huaidong couldn't help but kissed her little mouth.

Zhongqing was attacked and struggling, but the man tightly controlled her body, feeling her beauty with his heart. You must know that he hadn't tasted this kind of beauty for 4 years.

Zhongqing couldn't break free from him, and gradually went from nervousness to acceptance to enjoyment. A kiss is enough proof of a man's love for a woman.

Under the dim street lights, the two tasted the sweetness of each other greedily, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as passionate love.

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Su thought she was very busy all morning, but she drank a little wine yesterday, she felt a little groggy today, and she didn't go out with other people when she had lunch.

Yesterday, Su Zimo saw that she hadn't come home for a long time, so he made her a lunch box, because he was afraid that she would have the aftereffect of drunkenness today. Sure enough, it was her son who cared.

Su Xiang repeatedly checked the design draft, stretched his waist, and was about to eat. The lunch box had just been taken out, and the top of his head was covered by a shadow.

She raised her head up, Zhong Yechen's bewitching face had a slight smile, as if silently inviting.

"Beauty, can I have lunch with you?"

Su wanted to push the bento box in front of him, "No need, I have lunch with love." She specially emphasized the word "love".

Zhong Yechen frowned, stared at the unsightly bento box for 3 seconds, picked it up the next moment, opened it, and what greeted his eyes was a heart surrounded by small yellow croakers. The attractive chicken legs lay there enchantingly, with a light Green vegetables, and refreshing potato shreds.

A few home-cooked side dishes are attractive in appearance, which is very appetizing.

Zhong Yechen couldn't help swallowing his saliva, looked deeply at Su Xiang, it was absolutely impossible for her to do this, the only possibility was that another man did it for her.

Damn it, Su thought it could only be his, no one could covet it.

Zhong Yechen picked up the small spoon on the side, opened his mouth and began to eat the food in the bento box, treating it as his own.

Unexpectedly, the food tasted so delicious that he couldn't help but take another bite, one bite after another, and a box of delicious food had already entered his stomach in a blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)