Captive little pretty wife: President, I want a divorce

Chapter 93 I Like You Too (3)

Is she really feeling too good about herself, or is she being too naive?
"You never said you were the second young master of the Qiao family." Ning Lanyu knew she had made a slip of the tongue when she said a word, so she quickly stopped talking.

"Now do you think I'll still like a woman like you? Sister-in-law's finished, please go back, and don't come in front of me in the future, it makes me dizzy." He still smiled gently at her. , but the words that came out were completely indifferent.

Ning Lanyu couldn't stay here no matter what, she gave Qiao Shaohang a look, then turned and left.

After solving a problem, Qiao Shaohang felt in a good mood, and it was still early, so let's pay his little wife to catch up on sleep together.

Walking into the room, her little wife looked at him with wide eyes.

Qiao Shaohang naturally understood what she meant, lifted the quilt and climbed onto the bed, stretched out his arms and put her in his arms, "I have nothing to do with her, of course she is not my first love, she is the woman of the dead man."

"Then what about your first love? Who is it?" Su Xiaomo leaned into his arms and asked softly.

I didn't want to ask at first, but now that I just mentioned this, I asked casually.

Of course she also knew that it was impossible for a man of Qiao Shaohang's age to not have a past.

She didn't care, she was just a little curious.

After all, it's over when it's over, so there's no need to cling to it.

Qiao Shaohang's expression was stunned for a moment, then he reached out and stroked Su Xiaomo's hair and said gently: "It's all over, what's there to say."

"You're so stingy." Su Xiaomo mumbled, and then got her head under the quilt again.

"No first love." Qiao Shaohang was silent for a while, and then said again.

In fact, he and Pei Li'ai had never been in love.

Some words were never spoken.

Just understand each other.

This is not first love, at most it can only be considered secret love.

Of course, it was impossible for him to tell his little wife such a thing.

"Little Qiao, why are you so innocent?" Su Xiaomo got out of the quilt again, and looked at him with those big eyes, full of smiles, "I made money again."

I don't care about the past, but if there is no past, this person belongs to me from the beginning, no matter how I think about it, I feel a little happy.

He looked at her and smiled dotingly.

She suddenly stood up and kissed him on the lips, "I like you."

(End of this chapter)