Wife Pursuit Order No. 1

Chapter 977
Since the end of the year is approaching, in recent days, there have been more and more things about Kuangshi. Although Xia Weiran has been very well-behaved recently and obedient in everything, he only lacks the mischievous and self-willedness of the past. Things between people have become more active.

At first, Lu Qianchen was flattered and flattered, but once the work was done, Xia Weiran would often say that he was going to RB.

His heart immediately cooled down, making him understand that all her flattery was just a deal.

Although his heart hurts, it made him more determined to 'threat her'.

Xiao Tang coughed, Xia Weiran raised his eyelids, and happened to see Lu Qianchen, but his eyes became a little cold, as if he didn't want to see her here, she felt a little uneasy, did she do something else? , made him angry?
It's better not to talk about going to RB, so as not to make him anxious and ask for trouble.

Thinking of this, Xia Weiran's body couldn't help shaking slightly.

Lu Qianchen's eyes swept over Xia Weiran, then looked at Xu Muhan, and then Shangguan Hao, but from the corner of his eyes, he was always watching the woman on the sofa, so that every subtle expression of her was imprinted on him. His eyes.

Xu Muhan hasn't stepped into Kuangshi for a few weeks, and Shangguan Hao, as soon as he came back from RB, Xia Weiran rushed over?Seeing him now, still a little nervous?Is this a guilty conscience?

Xiao Tang didn't feel that there was anything wrong between them at all, and joked carelessly: "Qianchen, look at your wife, who came here to spread dog food at noon, tsk tsk, look at this bento, it's colorful, it's a pity, Our big boss has been born since he was born, but he hasn't eaten bento yet."

While talking, Xiao Tang picked up the chopsticks and wanted to try something new first, but before he could move, he was shot by Lu Qianchen's sharp gaze. He muttered in his heart, the stingy man is very unconvinced, put it down chopsticks.

At this time, Lu Qianchen's eyes lightly swept over the heat preservation box on the table. It was colorful, and the color was so beautiful that Lu Qianchen felt a little unhappy just now, and immediately warmed up.

He walked to the sofa, took off his coat, sat next to Xia Weiran, and then ignored the people in the room, hugged her waist generously and let her sit on his lap.

Xia Weiran, who was a little nervous at first, was stunned by his sudden movement for a second, felt herself being hugged by Lu Qianchen, and then saw so many people around her smiling and looking at them, she became even more embarrassed, He twisted twice on Lu Qianchen's body, but was imprisoned by his hand again.

"Ranran, did you make this?" Lu Qianchen breathed warmly into her ears, and pointed to the lunch box on the table.

"Hmm." Her voice was soft, which melted his heart.

"Don't do this in the future, don't you have servants at home? Let them cook what you want to eat. I'll never eat these when I'm here." Lu Qianchen was overjoyed, but his tone was pretending to be calm , didn't even take the chopsticks, and directly reached out to take a piece of fried chicken from the lunch box, and said, "Look, it's cold."

Xia Weiran twitched her lips, and made it upside down for an hour by herself. After looking at the recipe and studying it for a while, she finally made it. Who knows, Lu Qianchen said in exchange for it, "I never eat these, they are all cold." '

(End of this chapter)