Cute, flirtatious, not easy to mess with

Chapter 88 The Future Husband
Lu Wenqian was wearing a white pullover with black slacks underneath. He simply leaned against the head of the bed. Under the setting sun, he looked a bit lazy.

Hearing the movement, he lowered his eyelids, glanced at Chu Yanxi, and then turned his gaze back to the phone.

"I'm not hungry." A cold and indifferent voice.

Chu Yanxi leaned over like a pug trying to fawn on her master, squatted down beside the bed, looked up at Lu Wenqian's face, and by the way, pushed the cake in front of him, squeezing away the original mobile phone.

"My newly improved formula, I'm sure you like it!" Chu Yanxi narrowed her eyes with a smile.

Lu Wenqian stared at the cake expressionlessly, but Chu Yanxi and Zhou Jinyu were laughing and laughing in his mind. By the way, looking at the cake made him feel a little more resentful.

"Don't eat, take it away." The voice was so cold that it almost fell apart.

Chu Yanxi not only didn't retreat in spite of the difficulties, but moved forward again: "Just take a sip, I've been busy for a long time."

"Have you been busy for a long time?" Lu Wenqian snorted coldly.

She is busy talking and laughing with others!

"Brother Wen Qian, are you... angry?" Chu Yanxi opened her eyes wide and moved her face closer.

There is only a cake between the faces of the two people.

"No." Lu Wenqian leaned back, leaned his head directly on the head of the bed, and distanced himself from Chu Yanxi.

Chu Yanxi grinned, put the cake directly on the bedside table, climbed onto Lu Wenqian with all hands and feet, and sat across his lap.

"But, you are different from usual." Chu Yanxi leaned forward as she spoke, her little head almost touching Lu Wenqian's.

Lu Wenqian frowned, and a strange feeling ran through his body: "Go down, a girl, what does it look like sitting on a man like this!"

"I didn't sit on another man, but on my future husband, what's wrong?" Chu Yanxi smiled 'brazenly'.

She was just lying with Lu Wenqian to the end, whether he liked her or not, he had promised to marry her in five years anyway, and he couldn't run away even if he wanted to.

"Chu Yanxi, does the thickness of your skin increase with age?" Lu Wenqian kept a straight face, but his tone softened significantly.

I have to say that the word 'husband' is still very lethal to Lu Wenqian.

"I'm not wrong, you will be my husband sooner or later, why don't I exercise my power in advance, besides, I have to wait for another five years, which is at least 820 six days, so long, I usually don't do anything Oil, isn't it a loss!" Chu Yanxi said confidently.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Lu Wenqian said, he stretched his big hand directly under the little girl's armpit, lifted him off her body, and threw him 'ruthlessly' onto the big bed next to him.

Before Lu Wenqian's side 'stopped', Chu Yanxi crawled over again and stuck to Lu Wenqian's body like a sticky ball.

She hugged Lu Wenqian's thigh coquettishly, and put her small face on the outside of his thigh: "Brother Wenqian, don't be angry, okay?"

"Who said I was angry." Lu Wenqian lowered his eyes, looking at the 'dog skin plaster' on his body.

"You said it yourself, it's written on your forehead!" Chu Yanxi raised her head, and smiled slyly at Lu Wenqian, "Brother Wenqian, did you see me playing with Zhou Jinyu and getting jealous?"

(End of this chapter)