Wife Pursuit Order No. 1

Chapter 709: Undyed, do you still love?
A little mischievously grabbed his shirt and wiped her golden beans and snot, and then said something stupid: "You have spoiled me, you are not as bad as me...Lu Qianchen, If Xia Weiran changed, would you still love her?"

"Yes..." Lu Qianchen answered her question without hesitation, then held Xia Weiran's face buried in his chest, and stared at her deeply for a while with his dark eyes, his voice There is a kind of contented helplessness in it: "Even if Xia Weiran changes, Lu Qianchen is still Lu Qianchen, so Lu Qianchen will not change."

Xia Weiran's world was in a state of tranquility, as if he could only hear his own chest and his chest, the sound of thumping and thumping, intertwined.

once……

Xia Weiran asked: "Do you love me?"

Lu Qianchen replied: "Love, the only one."

Xia Weiran asked again: "You know that I don't love you, but you still love me?"

Lu Qianchen replied: "Yes."

just now……

She said to him: "If Xia Wei is dyed, will you still love her?"

He replied to her: "Even if Xia Weiran changes, Lu Qianchen is still Lu Qianchen, so Lu Qianchen will not change."

How can Xia Weiran, He De...be able to have this man...never leave him.

The two looked at each other for a long time before Xia Weiran bent her lips and smiled. Lu Qianchen looked at her smile and curled up the corners of his mouth in a daze.

But before he could smile enough for her, the little woman pouted suddenly, as if he had bullied her, and poked his chest with her fingertips, with a strong taste of coquettishness in her tone: "Lu Qianchen , You bastard, you made me cry, and you didn't wipe my tears for me."

Her fingertips gently rubbed against his chest, and her tone was fluttering, which made Lu Qianchen's every nerve itch. He hugged her into his arms without haste, and his eyes were special. So gentle, just as her voice fell, he lowered his head and kissed her eyelashes.

The kiss that fell on her eyelids was gentle, as if caring for his only treasure,
Lu Qianchen's breathing became rapid, and his eyes, which were pure at last, became deep and blurred, and he couldn't help but drag her by the waist.

Lu Qianchen smiled evilly, and was not disturbed by the lingering just now. He calmly covered the woman under him with a quilt, and then got up and took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket.

(End of this chapter)