Morbid and vicious!The boss in the Beijing circle is pampered into a crying bag

Song Sinian reached out and pinched her chin, and looked at the expression on her face repeatedly, as if confirming something.

In fact, since he just entered the door, he saw two people sitting very close to each other, which made the unhappiness in his heart surge up almost instantly.

To be precise, it is an emotion stronger than unhappiness.

He even had the urge to tear Xiao Mo to pieces on the spot.

But now that Lu Zhaozhao personally said that she didn't like Xiao Mo, it unexpectedly calmed down the emotion in his heart a lot.

Song Sinian's thumb lightly swept Lu Zhaozhao's soft face, and asked with lowered eyebrows, "What did you talk to him just now?"

He wanted to know.

He wanted to know what kind of words would make Xiao Mo say that he wanted to know Lu Zhaozhao earlier.

It had never occurred to him before.

If Lu Zhaozhao really had someone she liked before him, would she still choose to marry him?
Song Sinian was not sure.

Lu Zhaozhao's watery eyes blinked, and he stretched out his small hand and put Song Sinian's big hand on her cheek, "Just now he said that he was helping Xiao Jinglan deliver the dress, saying that I am naturally beautiful, and I look good in anything. .”

She didn't hide anything, and told Song Sinian everything that Xiao Mo told her just now.

It's not that Lu Zhaozhao is not worried that Song Sinian will not be angry, but that Song Sinian is not vigilant towards Xiao Mo.

After all, he was Xiao Jinglan's accomplice in the previous life.

Now the two of them must have been working together, so Song Sinian must not be allowed to trust this annoying guy!

Song Sinian's brows were lowered quite a bit, he looked up and down Lu Zhaozhao, his big hand relaxed, and in the next second he clasped her neck, holding her whole in his arms.

"He obviously praised you for your good looks, but I feel very uncomfortable." Song Sinian's deep voice rang out on Lu Zhaozhao's shoulder.

Lu Zhaozhao was obviously taken aback.

Originally, she only wanted Song Sinian to hate Xiao Mo, so she told the truth, but she didn't expect that there would be unexpected gains?

Lu Zhaozhao's small hands passed through his waist and slowly climbed up to his back and patted him lightly, "Mr. Song, are you angry when you see him getting close to me? Uh, no, very uncomfortable?"

"En." Song Sinian responded without any hesitation.

Lu Zhaozhao pursed his lips, and patiently explained to him: "This kind of emotion is called jealousy."

"Jealous?" Song Sinian murmured and repeated the word.

He can clearly remember the meaning of nouns related to emotions, but he remembers... Jealousy should be a synonym for jealousy, right?
Is he jealous of Xiao Mo?

What are you jealous of?Jealous of his close relationship with Lu Zhaozhao?

When he thought of the word "close", he obviously felt even more irritable.

Lu Zhaozhao saw that Song Sinian hadn't made a sound for a long time, and just about to emerge from his arms, Song Sinian pushed him back.

"Mr. Song, you... eh?"

She tried to struggle, but was pushed back again.

Now Lu Zhaozhao was a little confused, he couldn't figure out what Song Sinian was thinking.

She rolled her eyeballs, and immediately said softly: "Mr. Song, I'm in such pain, can you let me go first?"

Almost in the next second, Song Sinian released Lu Zhaozhao, but...his big hands directly covered her eyes.

"Song..."

Before she could say the rest, Song Sinian hugged her again from behind.

This time, he simply buried his head directly in the crest of her neck, completely avoiding Lu Zhaozhao's sight.

Lu Zhaozhao:? ? ?

what's the situation?
"Zhaozhao, don't look at me." Song Sinian seemed to sense Lu Zhaozhao's uneasiness, and opened his mouth in a low voice.

But these words seemed to have no effect on Lu Zhaozhao.

She raised her eyebrows in confusion, and asked blankly, "Why can't I see you?"

"I heard before... that jealousy makes people ugly..."

"Pfft—hahahaha..."

Lu Zhaozhao couldn't hold back, hugging his stomach and laughing loudly.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Song of their family is still a hidden joker.

Why did he sound so funny when he said it so seriously!
Obviously, Song Sinian was also dumbfounded by her laughter.

He looked at her a little dazedly until she wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, half turned around and hugged his cheek.

"Oh, how can my Mr. Song be so cute?" Lu Zhaozhao said while kissing him on the cheek.

Seeing his completely bewildered expression, Lu Zhaozhao almost laughed again.

She took a deep breath, and finally suppressed the urge to continue laughing, and explained to him, "That sentence just means that jealousy can make a person lose his mind. Being ugly doesn't really make you ugly, you don't have to Are you worried?"

After Lu Zhaozhao said so, he couldn't help rubbing Song Sinian's head.

Thinking of how cute his thoughts are, her whole heart really melted, "Our Mr. Song is the prettiest to me, no matter what you become, I like it."

"..."

Song Sinian's mood improved a lot after Lu Zhaozhao licked her hair. He hugged her neck and kissed her lightly, then nestled down again.

Seeing this, Lu Zhaozhao secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

She lightly stroked Song Sinian's head, her gaze inadvertently landed on the evening dress on the table.

"By the way, Mr. Song, I need your help with something."

As soon as Lu Zhaozhao said the words, Song Sinian immediately jumped up from the socket of her neck as if she had been beaten with chicken blood.

"What do you want me to do for you?" His deep eyes were almost shining brightly, looking at her expectantly, but Lu Zhaozhao swallowed back the words that came to his lips.

If she remembers correctly, Song Sinian has...hasn't received the rewards several times, right?
Is he really going to save up a big... emmm.

Thinking of Song Sinian's dangerous speech that day, Lu Zhaozhao's heart couldn't help but miss a beat.

She opened her mouth, wondering for a moment whether she should ask Song Sinian or not.

But after thinking about it, her husband...she doesn't suffer!

Thinking about this, Lu Zhaozhao stretched out his small hand and pulled the evening dress on the table over and said, "This is the evening dress Mrs. Xiao sent me..."

"If you don't want to wear it, just put it aside. I've already prepared the dress for the reception banquet for you." Before Lu Zhaozhao finished speaking, Song Sinian decisively gave an alternative plan.

Although he doesn't know what kind of couture Lu Zhaozhao likes, the best ones are always right.

Lu Zhaozhao pursed his lips and hesitated for a moment, "This dress was sent by Mrs. Xiao herself. If she sees that she is not wearing the evening dress she sent, it may not be suitable."

"If you're worried that she won't be happy when she sees it, then you don't have to let her participate in the welcome banquet."