Adorable wife and sultry: Zhan Qiye, don't be too bad

Chapter 216
The dinner he prepared carefully, she just came in a simple shirt?
Lu Huanon retorted: "I don't know what kind of medicine you sell in your gourd. If you are not satisfied, then I will..."

Before the words could be spoken, the man had already swallowed up the red wine in the glass.

Lu Huanong was surprised, before asking, he said: "Let's go, change the dress."

"Feng Xinglie, what the hell are you doing?" Lu Huanon struggled a few times, and found that the man's strength was still as strong as ever, she had no choice but to follow him upstairs.

Pushing her into the room, Feng Xinglie opened the largest wardrobe, and a silver-gray Xueyan Ling dress appeared in Lu Huanon's vision. She had seen so many extraordinary auction items and owned many precious ones. Jewelry and dresses, but the dress in front of her still caught her eyes.

This skirt is very similar to a wedding dress, but if you look closely, it is relatively simple without the details of the wedding dress. Because it is made of Xueyan silk, and some shining diamonds are dotted on the corners of the skirt, the temperament of the whole skirt is enhanced. up.

The two suspenders of the skirt are knotted with pearls, which is elegant, noble, and somewhat mysterious.

Lu Huanon once wore such a skirt more than ten years ago.

Unexpectedly, she can still see such a skirt now.

After Xu Shi saw the dress, her expression became immature and simple, and the emotion in her eyes also became pure. Feng Xinglie tilted his head, looked at her reddish eye sockets, and an indescribable tenderness gradually appeared on his face.

"You, let me wear this?"

Feng Xinglie raised his eyebrows, "Don't want to wear it?"

"I don't want to wear it." Lu Huanon said honestly, "I have something to do later, I want to..."

"You can't leave tonight." Fengxing held her wrist forcefully, "You have to wear it if you don't want to."

He aggressively took off the shirt on Lu Huanon's body, pinched her veins before she resisted, and said solemnly: "Don't be stubborn with me, I just want to have a good dinner with you now."

The warning and aggression in the eyes are very obvious.

Lu Huanon dared to say that as long as she resisted again, this man would cancel the dinner and directly put her on the bed.

She struggled for a moment, thinking that she was leaving tomorrow, so she would leave the two of them a night without disputes and hatred.

"I wear it myself." She stopped struggling and went to put on the clothes calmly.

Compared to her cooperation, Feng Xinglie raised the corners of his mouth, thinking that she was "persuaded" by him, and after she finished dressing, he personally zipped her up, "Is it suitable?"

In fact, he asked in vain.

This dress was tailor-made for her, how could it be inappropriate?
After sleeping once, he can know the size of this woman, not to mention sleeping more than once.

Wearing a beautiful and elegant silver-white dress and going downstairs, she sat opposite Feng Xinglie, gracefully picked up the glass of red wine, "Thank you for the invitation tonight."

Feng Xinglie thought of the threats he made to her during the day, and then saw her obedience and consideration tonight, he couldn't help but wonder, "Aren't you angry?"

"What are you angry about?"

"It seems that you are still as generous as ever."

Lu Huanong knew what he was talking about, but actually thinking about it, there was nothing to be angry about. At least this time, when he came to see him, he threatened him with a stern face, not because he missed him.

After drinking two glasses of wine and eating half of the dinner, Feng Xinglie suddenly asked: "If you and I left Sansheng Pavilion ten years ago, are we now... married?"

After reuniting with Lu Huanong again, even after he couldn't control his desire to entangle with her, Feng Xinglie kept thinking about this question.

If she had left with her back then, maybe now they would be as loving as Xiaoqi and Qiao Mumu.

Once upon a time, seeing such a cold and indifferent man as Xiaoqi could be overjoyed, angry, restless, forgetting his identity, making impulsive mistakes again and again for Qiao Mumu... He was so envious.

Even though every time he was trying to persuade Xiao Qi that Qiao Mumu was a trouble, but seeing that Xiao Qi didn't care about it at all and only wanted to protect his beloved woman, he would think: His beloved woman no longer needs him guarded.

If she is willing to turn back, he is also willing to be as loyal to love as Xiao Qi and give everything for love.

Although this is very unmanly, at least it will be very fulfilling and very happy.

Lu Huanong didn't know how many waves and turbulences Feng Xinglie had felt in his heart before he asked such a heavy question.

Are you already married?

Lu Huanon has asked himself this question countless times.

"Feng Xinglie, we are not from the same world." She suddenly raised her crystal eyes and stared straight at the man.

She was about to leave, and there was no hope left for her to stay.

"Hehe, it seems that I was thinking too much. We are indeed not from the same world. You were able to do such a cruel thing back then, but now you can..."

"Feng Xinglie! I don't want to bring up old things with you tonight."

"Don't want to mention it?"

Feng Xinglie narrowed his eyes, "Okay, let's not mention it, then let's talk about it later, do you have many men?"

He knew it was impossible, but he still wanted to deliberately provoke her and stimulate her.

"It seems that we have nothing to say." Lu Huanon said lightly, putting down the cup in his hand, "I should go."

"Lu Huanong." Feng Xinglie shouted loudly.

Lu Huanon held his skirt and turned his back to him, "I really have to go, let's not talk about the grievances and grievances from ten years ago, let's just let it all go away."

After the words fell, she raised her steps and walked quickly, as if something terrible was chasing her behind her.

Feng Xinglie clenched his fists tightly, his handsome face became ferocious and distorted due to extreme depression.

"Disappear in smoke?" His thin lips moved slowly, "Impossible."

Lu Huanon wore this beautiful and elegant but troublesome skirt and walked on the avenue in the center of Yishang International. I don’t know how many people looked back along the way. The return rate can be said to be 100%.

A car was approaching at a high speed, setting off a violent gust of wind, her skirt fluttered, and before she could straighten it out, a pair of black leather shoes appeared in sight.

Lu Huanong didn't dare to move, and didn't even dare to raise his head.

She really wanted to just go ahead like this, but the cold aura around the man reminded her that once she moved a little, the man's emotions would lose control.

After so many years, she knew him too well.

Feng Xinglie looked at Lu Huanong's slightly embarrassed appearance, his eyes were dark and his breath was cold.

Just when Lu Huanon thought he would turn around and leave, he suddenly bent down and hugged Lu Huanon and her complicated and heavy skirt in his arms.

"Feng Xinglie, what are you doing? Let me go."

Feng Xinglie was used to being aggressive, he threw Lu Huanon into his car without saying a word, got in the car, closed the door, and drove the car away from Yishang Country at high speed.

Lu Huanong was a little dizzy by him, and asked in confusion, "Where are you going?"

(End of this chapter)