cold wife

Chapter 464 Punishment Double (1)
After searching around, there was no figure of the groom and the bride. Ai Baoer frowned slightly, and looked away as if nothing had happened, and looked at the person who was talking with Leng Qing. It was a man in his 50s. She was dressed brightly, but she nodded and bowed to Leng Qing, not flattering.

Leng Qing's eyebrows were light, even a little cold.

Until the person on the opposite side looked at her and said with a smile: "This is Mrs. Ling, she is so beautiful, and Mr. Leng is indeed a man and woman."

Hearing this, the corners of Leng Qing's lips parted into a smile, and the corners of his charming lips curled up. He looked upside down. It was obvious that he was a woman who liked to be praised by others. He nodded and responded, "Yes."

This sound of "uh" is taken for granted, and it also has a stinky fart. Ai Baoer only feels ashamed, this man!
"Baby, this is the chairman of Wushi Enterprise." Holding Ai Baoer's waist, Leng Qing withdrew his hand and said.

Ai Baoer nodded and smiled: "Hello."

After saying a few more words, the chairman of the Nawu Group turned around and left, and Leng Qing stopped talking to others, fearing that Ai Baoer would be uncomfortable and boring, and when people came, they just nodded lightly and didn't speak, because others would be boring, Also left.

Ai Baoer tugged at the corner of his clothes in a funny way: "Why are you so rude."

Leng Qing blinked, innocently: "Wife, how can it be, those people have no eyesight, seeing that I still have a wife to take care of, they still come forward."

Seeing this, Ai Baoer couldn't help but have black lines all over her head, but she didn't say anything else. Leng Qing must have his own way of communicating if he can make such a big business. Yes, you can walk around by yourself.

Leng Qing hugged her even tighter, looked at the little girl's charming face, couldn't help pecking her little mouth, ate some tofu, and said, "Would you like to go there to rest? It's probably too early now." .”

Ai Baoer also found out that the room was full of guests, but the bride and groom were missing, so they probably had to wait until the last moment to make their grand appearance.

When we arrived at the rest area, there were no people here, and most of the people were still in front.

It was only on the sofa at the end that she found two or three scattered women, and a girl, really a girl, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with her head down, her hair hanging on two sides, She was very submissive, and she couldn't see her face clearly. Even when they passed in front of her, she didn't look up.

Sitting there alone, her small figure was so cold that she could barely feel her presence, but she also had a strange sense of presence that made people look up at her from time to time.

The existence of contradictions.

Leng Qing took her to sit on the sofa behind her: "Are you hungry, do you want something to eat?"

Ai Baoer shook her head and pushed his hand: "Go out, I'll just sit here and rest for a while." She leaned closer to his ear: "Look, there are no men here."

Seeing the mysterious look on the little woman's face, Leng Qing only thought it was funny, and patted her forehead: "That's because their men don't love others, and I just want to stay with my wife."

After speaking, he leaned closer and hugged her, it was so sticky to death.

Ai Bao'er rolled her eyes, but the corners of her mouth curled up sweetly, and nestled meekly in Leng Qing's neck, feeling the beating of her pulse, and he held her hand in his palm, rubbing it from time to time.

"Tell me, what will the bride look like." Ai Bao'er asked, scratching his palm.

Leng Qing hugged her, watching her little hand unconsciously playing with his palm, the little hand and big hand fit almost perfectly, just like them, he smiled comfortably: "I don't know, just care what he looks like."

(End of this chapter)