Hidden Marriage Wife:Passionate And Wild CEO

This is the famous Mu family big young, Mu Qin, the master of competition color.

Muqin, no love In fact, she looked at Mu Qin's grinning mouth behind her ears. Birds of a feather flock together. Like Feng Jingchen, Muqin has a charming good face, so he should have the same bad temper, right?

"Feng Jingchen, here comes your little toy." Muqin caught her shoulder and held her forward.

"Let go." Lu Shiran pushed his hand in chagrin and looked up. Feng Jingchen swung a stroke askew and the white ball hit this side.

"Ah." She was startled and squatted down with her head in her arms.

Mu Qin stretched out his arm to block the ball that was hitting him, rubbed his arm that hurt, and gritted his teeth angrily, "Feng Jingchen, you really know how to play."

Feng Jingchen held the club in one hand, and beckoned to Lu Shiran with the other hand, "come here."

Lu Shiran stood up and looked at him in a tangled way. Where was he drunk?

"Here comes Lu Shiran." Yu Nuan came over with a drink, handed her a cup, and said with a gentle smile, "just right, can you fight?"

"Yes." Lu Shiran nods and plays with his pole. Who can't? It's just that you can't make it.

"Let's play together." Yu Nuan took her finger and walked forward. He took her directly to Feng Jingchen and pushed her gently, "here, your little cute."

Lu Shiran's face turned red immediately. What happened to these people? How to push her to Feng Jingchen? What's wrong with Feng Jingchen, who used to mock and ridicule before, suddenly ran to help her pay for her medical expenses. Was it a discovery of conscience that she should not be punished?

"Really?" Feng Jingchen rubbed her small head, and her eyes were gentle.

Lu Shiran was extremely embarrassed. Before he came, he gave himself a lot of gas. All the oil he added was broken by his eyes, and there was no residue left.

At this time, she is extremely entangled, rational and emotional in the fight. She looked at him standing under the starlight and admitted the old man's words. She was really afraid.

Feng Jingchen really attracted her, but she was very afraid of his attraction. After all, I was betrayed once, bitten once, and then the shallow scar is scar. How can I not be careful?

If you care about him, you will die if you die. If you run faster, you should observe and observe first.

Her heart a horizontal, look up at him, crisp voice said: "the old man said, you don't drink, go back early."

"Oh, Feng Jingchen, someone's in charge." Mu Qin began to coax, came over and pushed Feng Jingchen to Lu Shiran, "hurry back."

Feng Jingchen turned around, reached behind her, leaned slightly, slid his hands from her arms, held her hands and said, "come on, I'll teach you how to fight."

His breath was blowing under his ears. Lu's face turned red and his body began to shake.

"I'll get you a drink." Yu Nuan took the drink in her hand and stood watching with a smile.

"Let me go. I can fight myself." Lu Shiran earned a little and said dryly.

"Really?" Feng Jingchen turned his face, his lips swept her hair and stopped in her ear. The smell of cigar on his lips went straight into her nose, which made her breathe more and more urgent.

"You smoked a cigar." She turned away and squeezed out a word.

"Well..." He drew out the ending, clenched her hand and gently swung a stroke.

The white ball rolled and fell into the hole.

"Ah, Feng Jingchen, what kind of attachment do you have? It's one stroke in one night." Mu Qin picked up the club, went over to have a look, and sneered loudly.

"Lu Shiran is attached to the body." In warm cover lips smile, charming eyes bent, eyes gently fell on Feng Jingchen's face.

"Don't do that." Lu Shiran is so ashamed that he struggles hard to win the arms of Kaifeng Jingchen.

"Shh, let's get rid of this boy." Feng Jingchen hugged her more tightly, his eyebrows and eyes dyed with a smile, and he spoke to Muqin.

Who and he "we"! Lu Shiran was sweating in his arms. Ji'er was scalded, dry mouth, weak hands and feet, and stiff limbs

This is love syndrome!

Suddenly Feng Jingchen's head pressed down on her shoulder, breathing more heavily.

This man is really drunk!

"OK, press again. Lu Shiran will be crushed by you. Go back and press it." Mu Qin came to drag him with a smile, "I'll send him down."

"Not drunk, back." Feng Jingchen took off Mu Qin's hand, threw the club to the people around him, pulled it to land and picked up dye, then walked to the elevator.

"Lu Shiran." Muqin took his car key and ran after him. He stepped into the elevator and grabbed Lu Shiran's neck. Waiting for her to resist, he quickly whispered in her ear: "little girl, don't squeeze him dry."

"Disgusting." Lu Shiran immediately pushed him out of the elevator. Looking back, Feng Jingchen leaned against the elevator with his arms in his arms and looked at her with a smile.

"What are you laughing at?" She asked in embarrassment.

Feng Jingchen took a step forward and held her in his arms. He bent down and rubbed his chin on her head.

Lu Shiran's blood surged for a long time and found that the elevator had not been pressed. Struggling to reach out and press the key, the person was dragged back by him."Don't hold it. Let it be seen." Lu Shiran was so ashamed that he pinched and beat him on his arms and hands. Wait for the elevator door to open, is the lobby, let people see not ashamed to die?

"Well..." With a long tail, he looked down for her mouth.

Lu Shiran is in a hurry. He puts his hands on his lips and pushes him hard. As soon as the elevator arrived, he ran away and left him alone in the elevator.

The parking lot was empty. After a few steps, only the sound of her high-heeled shoes hitting the ground reverberated. He turned his head and saw that he came out slowly, his hands on his knees and bent over. So her heart again soft, slowly walked back, fingers in his shoulder a few times.

"Well, are you really drunk?"

Feng Jingchen leaned back, raised his head and stared at her quietly.

She patted her forehead and sighed helplessly, "forget it, just help the disabled."

Feng Jingchen twisted his eyebrows and watched her turn around, bend down and pat her back.

"Come on, I'll carry you on my back and send you back as soon as possible. It's really painful for us to get rid of you and get your salary." She whispered.

Feng Jingchen did not move.

Lu Shiran looked at him and said impatiently, "do you want to go back?"

Feng Jingchen narrowed his eyes and suddenly picked up her waist. Lu Shiran was startled and screamed in a low voice. He kicked his legs several times. Soon Feng Jingchen pushed him against the wall, and his forehead pressed against he