Master Leng's Beloved Sweetheart

Xiao Yang avoids lengqunxiao's eyes, pretends to leave firmly and clenches his fist.

He went to great lengths to climb up to the Xiao family in order to live a life of "man on man". In order to match Xin An, she didn't want to turn around and get married

Cold?

She married. Is it the cold home of Jiangcheng?

……

Xin'an didn't know how she got home, but when she came back. The door beside me has been opened. Outside the door, Leng Yiming, leaning against the door, is waiting quietly.

Without getting out of the car, Xin an looked at him with beautiful eyes. After a long time, he asked, "Leng Yiming. You are Are you a cold family? "

Leng family, a big family in Jiangcheng that everyone knows but everyone doesn't know. How many people want to spy on one or two. But cynthian was just in trouble.

Leng Yiming narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "yes, I'm the third young master of the Leng family."

In a word. Sean took a deep breath. Looking at his eyes are dyed with a complex look. After two seconds of silence, he tentatively said: "that, that Leng Yiming, while the Civil Affairs Bureau is not off duty. Can we... "

"You married me, Leng Yiming, not Leng family."

Don't wait for Sean to speak. Leng Yiming has directly interrupted her, and the bottom of her eyes is because she is not happy.

Just an hour after marriage, the woman said she was going to divorce. Think it's a game?

"But..."

"What's the matter, or do you think you can be a little grandmother when you marry into Leng's family?" Leng Yiming leaned on the side of the car and didn't move. He looked indifferent. There was just tenderness and care. He said, "Xin'an, don't forget what we said before. You haven't done what you should do."

"But you didn't tell me that you are a cold family?" Xin an was so anxious that she immediately retorted: "if you say that you are the cold family, which star dares to marry you, Quan Jiangcheng, who doesn't know, what your cold family elders hate most is artists, you just dig a fire pit to let me dance, I..."

Fire pit?

Leng Yiming's mouth turns up and looks at the little woman who is suddenly excited in front of him. He is in a good mood.

"What are you afraid of? I'll accompany you."

To understate a sentence, Leng Yiming says with a smile, and then reaches out and pulls Xin an out of the car. Unexpectedly, she is still excited to argue. She stumbles into his arms, once again embraces Wenxiang nephrite. Leng Yiming's expression is a little stiff, firmly clasps her slender waist and looks down at her.

Xin an stretched out his hand to resist in his chest. He didn't even recover from the fall. He was still arguing with him: "how can you accompany me..."

The words stopped suddenly

As soon as they bowed their heads and raised their heads, they hugged each other.

In a flash, the distance between Xin'an and Leng Yiming was too close to imagine.

Her beautiful eyes were full of his handsome appearance, puff puff puff, Xin'an felt that she even had to breathe.

Leng Yiming's dark eyes locked her, and her slender waist was clasped in the palm of her hand. Through her thin clothes, he seemed to feel the tenderness and silkiness of her skin.

"Xin an?"

Suddenly, Xinqi at the door of the house was surprised and called, saying that she was coming over: "who are you talking to, what are you doing?"

Xin'an quickly pushed Leng Yiming away. As soon as he stood firm, his mouth trembled and said, "then, then you..."

Said two words, Xin an chagrined bit lip, an accident, she even forgot what to say!

Leng Yiming's eyes were full of laughter. He took her slender waist hand and unconsciously tightened it, leaving a sentence: "go in and have a rest. I'll pick you up tomorrow."

As the words fell, Xin Antong remembered that he would go to Leng Yiming's house tomorrow!

Xin An is so surprised that she quickly turns her head to say something. Leng Yiming seems to have already understood her mind. She takes the lead in getting on the bus and starts the car to remind her: "go back and show your marriage certificate to Dad. You'll take it with you tomorrow. Don't leave it at home. My parents have to see it too. I'll pick you up at ten."

After that, Leng Yiming stepped on the accelerator and left without even looking at Xinqi.

"You..." Xin'an looks at the car that is going away gradually, and no one listens to her words.

Xinqi came over and stared at the direction of Leng Yiming's car. She asked curiously, "who is that?"

Looks like a nice guy?

Xin an didn't speak, but she couldn't stop worrying.

Tomorrow, is she really going to Leng Yiming's house?