Hidden Marriage Wife:Passionate And Wild CEO

"I agree you like me." Feng Jingchen looked up and said slowly.

Lu Shiran can't fight back. Feng Jingchen is so thick skinned that he can say anything! His hand is even more annoying, holding a wisp of her wet hair, throwing it up, catching it, throwing it again

Lu Shiran went back to grab the wet hair he had held in his palm. He said stiffly, "I can't climb up. Feng Zong will give me a high hand. Let me go."

Feng Jingchen laughed again, wrapped her small face in one hand and pulled her to see himself, "Lu Shiran, what kind of hobby are you doing? I haven't seen anyone want to roll."

"I'm not trying to set off the seal. You're so domineering and distinguished." Lu Shiran dodged his sight, and his heart beat faster and faster.

"Disgusting." After a moment of stalemate, she finally couldn't bear to go on, repeatedly patted him on the arm, "will you let me go?"

Feng Jingchen laughs more and more, suddenly embraces her a roll, presses her in the sea water.

"Feng Jingchen, why don't you have a stomachache?" Lu Shiran screams, and one spray after another comes over, which makes her unable to scold.

His palm came from under her neck, raised her head, pushed her forehead down, rubbed the tip of his nose against her forehead, and his lips fell on the tip of her nose.

When Lu Shiran's heart palpitates too much, he suddenly thinks badly. Otherwise, he sneezes and sneezes all over his face. How about?

"Try with me." He whispered suddenly.

"Ah?" Lu Shiran is confused. Is he crazy? Try to drown in the wind?

"Try it with me..." Feng Jingchen picked his eyebrows and repeated slowly.

"What do you think of me?" Lu Shiran was on fire. He used both hands and feet and hit him at random.

Feng Jingchen hooped her body and rolled around. He had never met such a hot woman that his neck was almost crooked.

"All right." He finally got angry and got rid of her angrily. "If you don't try, don't try. What are you crazy about?"

"You still say me?" Lu Shiran jumped up and kicked him.

Feng Jingchen's eyes were quick and his hands were quick. He grabbed her leg and lifted it up. Lu Shiran didn't admit defeat. He immediately suppressed him

Lu Shiran really wants to drown himself!

Dead, dead, dead, legs on his shoulders, against his head.

Of course, this posture doesn't make Feng Jingchen happy. The girl comes up on his head!

"Lu Shiran, I won't accept you, I'll..." He said with a puff of blue veins on his forehead.

"What's the matter?" Lu Shiran's tears almost came out of her tears.

In fact, what can Feng Jingchen do with her?

Lu Shiran is a girl who dotes on and grows up. She doesn't regard money as dirt, but she has walked all the way in the prosperous world and has seen it in the beautiful world. She has also hung jewelry and jade, and lived in luxury cars and mansions She will not be overwhelmed by a man's money, nor will she be afraid of a rich man. Her patience with him was limited to the limit of fairness. She was angry with his boss and reluctantly accepted his salary.

"Do you know what gentleness is?" Feng Jingchen finally only black face, squeeze out a word from the teeth.

"I know, but I don't give you gentleness." Lu Shiran retracted his legs and wiped his face hard, leaving fine sand on his eyelashes and lips.

He was in a mess, wet from head to foot, and his hair was full of sand.

"You look like this..." Feng Jingchen was angry and funny. This time he saw the strength of a rock climber. He really took him as a stone pedal.

"I look good. Do you think you're fine now?" Lu Shiran kneels down in the sea water and laughs at him in a terrified way. "You have sand in your eyebrows, like a clay monkey."

Feng Jingchen's pupils shrank, and the starlight lit up again.

"Mr. Feng, how can you be like a double faced man, just a small person in front of me in front of others with a good reputation." Lu Shiran glared at him, squatted down to grab water and quickly washed the sand off his face.

Feng Jingchen held water and poured it on her back.

"Fengjingchen!" Lu Shiran had no strength to quarrel with him. She turned her head and glared at him in anger, shame and shame.

"Well..." He gave a long, long answer.

"Don't hate it, will you?" Lu Shiran said madly.

Feng Jingchen did not pursue a girl. Moreover, which of the women he passed by was not gentle and gentle? Lu Shiran is just a little pepper, which makes his blood run around.

Lu Shiran, in fact, is not so fierce. He just shows his teeth to anyone. Before, Xu Yangze was as gentle as the sea under the moon. Of course, her boat was gentle. But Feng Jingchen was just a tornado. She couldn't control her temper. All the cannons on the ship were fired, and they were roaring at him.

"Spicy!" He leaned over, his fingers gently across her nose, suddenly became very soft, "pepper."

Lu Shiran leaned back a little, blinked and looked at him warily. He was about to split again!Feng Jingchen stood up and looked at her in a crazy way. "The best way to eat chili is to eat. Lu Shiran, look at me burning you. It makes you sweat all over, and you can't put on any clothes."

Lu Shiran bared his teeth and waved his fist and said, "I will resign tomorrow."

"Oh..." Feng Jingchen bent down with a smile, patted her head gently, coax a way: "good, little pepper don't contradict me."

He saw the rising waves, which hit her heart. Lu Shiran has never tasted such surging in Xu Yangze, and she begins to be unable to resist.

Seeing her as if seeing the frightened expression of a monster, Feng Jingchen laughed.

"Jingchen..."

Yu Nuan's soft voice came from behind. He turned his head and saw that Yu Nuan was holding a bottle of water with a smile on his face. Lawyer Wu is leaning on his side, one hand against his face, not looking at them.

"You're still taking injections. Why are you crazy with Miss Lu? Fortunately, I brought clothes, but What about Miss Lu? " Yu Nuan came over and handed him the water and medicine. His head deviated and he laughed in a low voice, "I haven't seen you so happy for a long time. Miss Lu is really capable."

Lawyer Wu came over like a crab, handed over Feng Jingchen's gray shirt and urged in a low voice, "go back."

Lu Shiran looks down at herself, grabs Feng Jingchen's clothes and quickly wraps them around her.