Encountered Uncle Se's ex-husband came to find fault

Various shops held activities at Christmas, Qiao Yufeng parked the car in front of a western restaurant, got out of the car, and actually helped Nan Nize to open the car door.

Han Xiaorou put on her sunglasses and got out of the car. Looking at the backs of the two of them walking in side by side, she felt very awkward and felt chilly.

When the three sat down in the private room, Nan Nize kept his head down and did not speak. The two of them sat side by side.

Han Xiaorou sat opposite the two of them, the more she looked at her, the more she frowned, she simply took off her hat, revealing her shiny black curly hair, she looked at Nan Nize, and broke the silence.

"What the hell are you two doing?" [

Qiao Yufeng finally laughed, stretched out his hand to hold Nan Nize's hand, and said charmingly: "As you can see, we are together."

At this time, Han Xiaorou was drinking a cup of hot water, and after hearing this, she sprayed it successfully.

Qiao Yufeng seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and pulled Nan Nize to hide for a while. When she raised her eyes again, Han Xiaorou's expression was astonished, unbelievable, and even gradually darkened, extremely colorful.

"What, what do you mean?" She stammered a little, feeling a thunderbolt flashing above her head, the inside was tender and the outside was burnt.

Qiao Yufeng smiled, and suddenly became extremely gentle, he pulled Nan Nize, and kissed him in front of Han Xiaorou.

Then he looked up at her again, "Understood?"

Han Xiaorou was almost frightened, the usually calm person looked at the opposite, two men like a fool!

She shook her head, and shook her head again, almost screaming, "You, you..."

"As you can see, we are in love!"

Qiao Yufeng announced that for the first time, there was a sense of revenge on his face. He had been excluded by her since he was a child. He had endured it for a long time, and now he finally saw her stunned face.

Even this expression is still so beautiful.

Han Xiaorou had no way to describe her mood at this time, she was in a mess in the wind, and she was thundering.

Until finally, she grasped a little bit of hope.

"Nan Nize, is this true? Talk to me!" She was going crazy. On Christmas Eve, her birthday, she encountered such a thing. Today is not April Fool's Day.