The 101st Hot Love

Lu Yanchen raised her head and looked at Lin Qiao. When she looked at Lin Qiao, her eyes were filled with an incomprehensible emotion. Her gentle smile hung around her mouth. Her tone was a little spoiled and distressed. However, she said to Lin Qiao, "do you hear me?"

Lin Qiao sneered at himself and didn't answer his words.

Lu Yanchen didn't mind, smiled and continued: "Lin Qiao, a kind man like Ziqing, will never do such a dirty thing, so you must have misunderstood, understand?"

"Lu Yanchen! What right do you have to tell me about the misunderstanding!" Lin Qiao wanted to laugh, but felt sorry for himself. He couldn't laugh at all.

She gritted her teeth, looked at Lu Yanchen with a sneer in her mouth, and said word by word: "I thank you for saving me. Now, take your fiancee away!"

I don't know why

Mingming has no right to be angry with him. Mingming has nothing to do with him, but he won't want to see him, especially with Qin Ziqing.

The radian of Lu Yanchen's smile seemed more and more casual.

At this time, Qin Ziqing went to Lu Yanchen, took his arm affectionately, and comforted in a soft voice: "Yanchen, don't mind. Qiao Qiao has a bad temper and has just been frightened. Usually she doesn't like this."

"Oh, what am I usually like? Your Yanchen knows better than you." Lin Qiao sneered and then said.

"You!" Qin Ziqing was obviously angry, but in front of Lu Yanchen's face, she must perfectly shape her gentle, charming and pathetic little appearance.

Therefore, even if he was so angry that he wanted to slap Lin Qiao directly, he could only have red eyes, bite his lips and look at Lin Qiao pitifully.

Lin Qiao never liked to be bullied like this. When the Lin family didn't fall down before, she was the big miss of the Lin family, which was the envy of all the celebrities in city A.

Now she is really down, but the arrogance and stubbornness engraved in her bones does not allow her to bow her head easily. Qin Ziqing is nothing in her eyes. Why should she give her face too much.

Anyway, their faces had already been torn to pieces.

He leaned leisurely against the head of the bed, looked at Qin Ziqing with a pleasant smile and said, "what I am, what I say is true!" he said, smiled and looked at Lu Yanchen, and the smile on his mouth was brilliant again: "Mr. Lu, your fiancee doesn't seem to know our relationship? What can I do in the future? Ziqing is my good friend. If I go on like this, I will have a bad conscience..."

Lu Yanchen's eyes narrowed slightly and looked at her. Finally, he smiled and said, "will you still have an uneasy conscience?"

Lin Qiao didn't speak and turned to avoid Lu Yanchen's sight.

She was not the first day to know the relationship between Lu Yanchen and Qin Ziqing. Just now, she really said that she was too innocent.

She didn't speak any more. Lu Yanchen looked at her, collected her eyes, and smiled quietly. Then he stretched out his long arm to hold Qin Ziqing in his arms. He said softly: "in front of her, don't hurt yourself so much." then he turned his eyes to Lin Qiao, and the smile on the corner of his lips deepened a bit: "I'll be distressed."

Lin Qiao's hand holding the quilt couldn't help getting heavier.

Qin Ziqing stood beside Lu Yanchen and looked up at her. The smile on her face was satisfied and happy: "Yanchen, with your words, I won't be wronged."

Will you go away without grievance!

Lin Qiao could not help but make complaints about it.

But think about it. What's the point?

They are the immortal couple admired by everyone. She is just a daughter of the Lin family in distress. In the whole a city, who doesn't know that she can survive by relying on Lu Yanchen?

The world underground, can never be compared.

Lin Qiao didn't even want to look at them. He turned to face the window and closed his eyes.

Qin Ziqing naturally didn't want Lu Yanchen to stay here for a long time. Seeing this, he immediately said, "Yanchen, Qiao Qiao is going to rest. Let's not disturb her?"

Lu Yanchen didn't speak. She just finished. He turned and went out directly.

Qin Ziqing didn't dare to play any tricks now. She could only glare at Lin Qiao and quickly followed him out.