Wife Pursuit Order No. 1

Chapter 607 I'm Not Full

Xia Weilan hung up the phone, looked at the time, it was getting close, she couldn't dawdle any longer, so she got off the bed, before her feet landed, she felt her body being hugged again.

"Undyed—"

Xia Weilan took Lu Qianchen's hand from her waist, turned her head and said seriously, "Lu Qianchen, I'm going to put on makeup now, I have important things to do this afternoon, don't mess with me again."

Sitting on the bed, Lu Qianchen was very aggrieved, with a coquettish tone in his tone: "Weiran, I'm not full yet..."

Of course Xia Weilan knew what he meant, her face turned red, and after a second, she glared at him angrily and said, "If you're not full, go find the housekeeper. There are all kinds of Chinese and Western food, plus snacks and fruits." Now, I warn you, don't mess with me again, I will really be angry."

After saying this, Xia Weilan strode towards the bathroom, and when he reached the door, he was still worried, afraid that Lu Qianchen would check the phone number just now, so he ran back and brought his mobile phone in with him.

Lu Qianchen sat on the sofa dejectedly and read the newspaper for a while, then walked around the room for a while, his mind was full of the voice of the man on her phone just now.

Lu Qianchen picked up his mobile phone and dialed Xu Muhan's number. He seemed to be still asleep, and Guo Yuwei's voice seemed to be beside him, so he hung up after chatting a few words indiscriminately.

Then he called Shangguan Hao again. He went out of town early in the morning and would not be back until tomorrow.

Lu Qianchen clutched his phone, thinking, besides these two men, who else is entangled with his woman?

Lu Qianchen stood in front of the bathroom, staring at the door motionlessly. There was a thunderclap inside, and his heart was in a mess. Just as he was about to knock on the door and go in, he heard Xia Weiran's footsteps walking towards the door, so He immediately sat back on the sofa, holding a newspaper, pretending to be nonchalant.

Xia Weiran came out of the bathroom, rummaged through the closet for a while, and found a white chiffon suspender skirt.

She closed the curtains, turned her head to look at Lu Qianchen, and wanted to tell him to go out, but this man seemed to be very focused on reading the newspaper, and he had hardly looked up at her since she came out.

Xia Weiran pursed her lips, turned her back to him, took off her pajamas, and quickly changed into a short white skirt.

Large expanses of smooth and fair skin were reflected in Lu Qianchen's eyes, mixed with a faint fragrance, and a few drops of water on her shoulders reflected a ray of sunlight, hitting her side face.

Even though Xia Weiran's speed was very fast, only a few tens of seconds, but it made him dizzy, a hot breath came out of his body, and his throat became dry.

When Xia Weiran turned around, Lu Qianchen had lowered his head and pretended to be reading a newspaper, but his eyes were flustered, and there was unquenched lust in the panic.

Xia Weiran seldom puts on makeup. Even for such an important audition in the afternoon, she only applied a layer of eyelashes and light pink lip gloss.

She walked to the sofa, bent over and picked up the bag, the snow-white skin on his chest flashed in Lu Qianchen's eyes, causing his legs to close together unconsciously.

Lu Qianchen looked sideways at her.

The long black hair was casually pulled behind her head, and a few mischievous strands hung down her side face, adding a bit of lazy charm. There was no makeup on her face, pure as a white lotus .

Seeing that Lu Qianchen finally noticed her, Xia Weilan turned around in front of him, raised her skirt, tilted her head, smiled playfully, and said, "Are you pretty?"

(End of this chapter)