Wife Pursuit Order No. 1

Chapter 406 Li Zhitong's Wrist
Li Zhitong squinted his slender eyes, stared at the phone for a while, wanted to hang up directly, but hesitated again.

Isn't Xia Weiran a self-proclaimed, indifferent look?Why is it so late, she still called Qian Chen?
Could it be that seeing that he has won Qianchen's favor, he is afraid of being abandoned, so he is eager to seduce Qianchen back?
Li Zhitong snorted coldly, and her phoenix eyes became sharper.

She managed to get closer to Qian Chen, and she would never allow this woman to get in the way. Taking advantage of this opportunity, she bit her lip. Li Zhitong turned the music in the room to silent, then ran to the bathroom in the private room, turned on the faucet, and then Answered the call.

In the Lu family's villa, Yue Yue's cell phone rang for a long time before she was answered. She was excited to call her brother when she heard a female voice from the other side of the phone:
"Who is-"

The woman's voice was lingering, a little lazy, like a moan that had just been satisfied on the clouds, or a dream interrupted by someone else, with a somewhat impatient tone.

The woman's voice was very soft, but it floated in Xia Weiran's ears, and she seemed to feel the charm coming out of her bones.

Really!

It's Li Zhitong!

Xia Weiran bent her fingertips and took the phone from Yueyue's hand. Suddenly, she felt that her phone was burning like charcoal fire. She bit her lips tightly, thinking to hang up quickly, but her mouth , but unexpectedly made a voice: "Where is Lu Qianchen?"

Li Zhitong on the other end of the phone smiled secretly, she could hear the tremor in Xia Weiran's voice, even though she was trying to keep calm.

She panted softly, and exhaled lightly towards the phone:

"Qianchen, he is taking a bath, how about I call him for you?"

On the other end of the phone, there is silence on the death side.

One of Xia Weiran's favorite things to do since she was a child is to pretend to be stupid, to be confused.

But the more you want to be confused, the more clearly it is engraved in your heart.

Clearly, even from the lingering in her voice, she could imagine the scene of drunkenness and dreaming, so clearly that her ears became sensitive, and she could hear the water in the bathroom rushing from a long distance away.

"Hey—what's the matter with you, it's the same as telling me." Li Zhitong waited for a while, and seeing that there was no response, she threw out another sentence.

Xia Weiran came back to her senses, holding the phone tightly.

What's the matter with her?

It seems to tell him, take Yueyue to school tomorrow.

It seems that there is a stomach full of sulking and I want to send it to the phone.

It seems to ask, Lu Qianchen, are you coming back today?

but--

At this moment, all the words turned into a simple "hmm" in her mouth, and then she hung up the phone directly.

Xia Weiran covered up the gloom in his eyes, and smiled at Yueyue: "Sister will take you tomorrow afternoon, brother is very busy—"

She was escaping again, and there was no trace on her evading face, because all the traces were hidden in her heart.

It's like one thing, you should never see it, think about it, and want to dig a hole to bury it deep, then the first thing you have to do is to dig a bloody hole in your heart with a shovel, Used to bury everything, and now she is digging holes.

Xia Weiran's lips were already a little pale, and her legs were a little unsteady. She quickly picked up the bag on the sofa and ran back to her room.

(End of this chapter)