Deep love, the president's strength favors his wife

Chapter 210 Find Your Own Woman
"Busy? Falling in love?" Luo Zhiting raised his eyebrows inadvertently.

"Hey, I'm busy with blind dates." Lu Qingying chuckled softly. Although she and Yu Xiaowan haven't met much during this time, she often talks on the phone. Every time they talk on the phone, Yu Xiaowan will complain about her strange blind date. process.

"Ask so many, what's your intention?" Chu Mohan glanced at Luo Zhiting with sharp eyes.

"Do you still need to ask? Of course it's A Luo who wants to get his hands on Qingying's friend." Lei Ao mercilessly exposed it.

"Wrong, I just care about Qingying, and just care about her friends by the way."

"Stop, put away your overflowing concerns, my wife's concern is enough for me." Chu Mohan hugged Lu Qingying domineeringly.

"Boring." Luo Zhiting smiled embarrassingly, and said, "Qingying, are you going to dance?"

As soon as he finished speaking, before Lu Qingying could answer, Chu Mohan's cold gaze caught him.

"Luo Zhiting, go find your own woman!" Chu Mohan had just finished speaking, when the phone rang untimely, he took a look at the phone from his trouser pocket, got up and walked away.

"Hey, Qingying, let's dance." Luo Zhiting pulled Lu Qingying up with a naughty smile.

"I won't go." Lu Qingying subconsciously resisted.

"Qingying, you are a strict husband, you have to restrain yourself." Luo Zhiting made a lot of nonsense.

In public places, teasing and teasing are unsightly, Lu Qingying reluctantly followed Luo Zhiting into the dance floor, twisting her body stiffly in a reluctant posture.

Although she didn't look at Luo Zhiting's woman, she already felt two murderous eyes.

"Luo Zhiting, aren't you afraid that your woman will be jealous?" She danced with Luo Zhiting face to face, and because of the sound of the music, she opened her throat and asked.

"She wouldn't dare." Luo Zhiting smiled seductively, with a nonchalant look, the women around him would die sooner if they were jealous.

Lu Qingying shook her head, not agreeing with Luo Zhiting's attitude of treating women like clothes.

"What does shaking your head mean?" Luo Zhiting asked.

"It's nothing." Lu Qingying shook her head again.

"Next time, call your fierce friend out to play together."

"Eh?" Lu Qingying was slightly startled, looked at Luo Zhiting suspiciously, and asked, "Why are you so interested in Xiaowan's affairs?"

In fact, Lu Qingying hopes from the bottom of her heart that Yu Xiaowan can find her other half as soon as possible, but this other half cannot be Luo Zhiting, right? , Playboy!

Just this one shortcoming negates all his good points.

"What look?" Luo Zhiting glanced at Lu Qingying with his evil eyes.

"You won't tell me that you like Xiaowan, right?" Lu Qingying asked tentatively.

"Haha, is my vision so bad? How can I like a fierce man."

"In this way, I can rest assured. Ah!" Before Lu Qingying finished speaking, she suddenly felt her arms tighten, and she was pulled into a familiar embrace by an irresistible force.

"Enough dancing, let's go back." A deep and cold voice rang out above his head with a bit of displeasure.

"Young Master Chu, I won't eat your wife." Luo Zhiting grinned mischievously.

"I'm sorry you don't dare." Chu Mohan raised his eyebrows arrogantly, of course he knew that Luo Zhiting had a sense of propriety, but he just felt uncomfortable watching them chatting while dancing.

The few of them left the dance floor and returned to their seats.

(End of this chapter)