Passionate Devotion

Chapter 640, 655, the best husband’s vinegar jar is down! 1

Just looking through his line of sight, only a man's back can be seen.

Leng Yejin temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart, but did not forget to say hello to Madam Yin first, then took a long leg, with a squeezed face, and involuntarily stepped toward the dining room, murderously.

When Tong Lu saw him, she immediately greeted him, "Did the President and Mrs. President get on the plane?"

In the end, an empty bowl stretched out: "Miss Tong, give me another bowl of rice."

Leng Yejin narrowed her eyes and stared at her with warnings in her eyes.

It's a pity that Tong Lu didn't receive it. She stepped and stared at the bowl that emerged from the sky. This man is eating too fast, right? If it weren't for Kemi in his hands, she wouldn't want to serve her!

"You wait for me, it will be done right away."

She raised her lips to Leng Ye in the air, and then turned to the kitchen to serve food with a bowl.

Leng Yejin's handsome and awe-inspiring face instantly turned pale, staring at the light on her back, as if licking the ice, wishing to stare at her out of a hole, this woman served other men in front of him and told him to wait?

Tired of life, isn't it?

It's really lawless!

Take a long breath, calm down! He had to see who ate the ambitious leopard and dared to ask him to be served by a woman, in case it was Yin Zhan or Mr. Yin Rong... Of course his ability to distinguish voices told him that it was definitely not these two people, but just wanted to make an excuse for her !

Compressed with a cold, angry temper, he walked to the table, and his high eyes swept coldly, and the surrounding air was so cold as to freeze into ice! Hun Shijun Wang Mushang was eating vegetables with his chopsticks, and was feasting.

Mushang noticed a murderous intent coming, and raised his eyes with surprises. How could Leng Yejin appear here?

Is it also for the little reporter? He had forgotten that the little reporter took it from his secretary.

A little reporter has a lot of face!

Those who came to mourn today were all the guests, but Mu Shang was able to handle it clearly, ignoring the murderousness, and glanced coldly at the other party.

In the distance, Tong Lu strode back and put a bowl of rice in front of Mulshang.

Leng Ye tilted her head and glanced at her, wishing to burn her to death. "You made this meal?"

Before Tong Lu could answer, he had already read the answer from her eyes, and pulled away the chair: "Go get me a bowl of rice, I'm also hungry." The voice was cold as water.

Mu Shang smiled: "Leng Yejin, this table is not for you. Although you are a guest, even if you are hungry, you have to wait for the kitchen to make it for you. This is my exclusive dish. You can't touch it. Chopsticks."

He can't touch his woman's meals?

Leng Ye was ignoring Murshang and directly regarded him as the air. His eyes only shot Tong Lu dangerously. His eyes were very heavy. The warning in his eyes showed that the mountains and rivers were deep and she was afraid that she would not see it: "Go and serve me!"

Tong Lu was embarrassed and took his arm: "Ye Jin, let's go elsewhere and say..."

Before she finished her voice, she was interrupted by the man, and Leng Yejin's voice was so cold that she made people tremble: "I said, go and serve your husband with me! Can't you understand what I said?"

In one sentence, more than a dozen words, all the food that Mu Shang had just delivered to his mouth was sprayed out, and then he coughed!

Tong Lu's heart shook. The words her husband made her whole expression sway, as if she couldn't believe it. What word came out of his mouth just now? Did she misheard him saying "your husband and me"?

(End of this chapter)