Starlight alone: ​​Husband, don't make trouble

Chapter 189 You won't mind, right?
Standing there, Chu Anyang couldn't stand the group of snake-sick women in front of him for a long time. Who knows what they were stimulated by, and suddenly ran up to him to get close to him, and one of them even informed him. Yesterday, Ruan Wenlie sent Zhao Linglan back to the set, so what? How graciously he opened the door for her.

These stupid women thought that he would break up with Zhao Linglan by sowing discord?
Oh, naive!
He, Young Master Chu, now wished he could embrace the beauty sooner.Just as he was thinking about how to deal with these noisy women, he caught a glimpse of the flash of anger on Zhao Linglan's face. Master Chu changed his mind and changed his mind.

His peach blossom eyes flashed brilliantly, is this, jealous?
This realization almost made Young Master Chu laugh out loud. He had been chasing Zhao Linglan for so long, and he had never seen her jealous before, so he suddenly felt that these snake-sick women were not so annoying anymore.

Chu Anyang restrained his thoughts and stood there expressionless. Seeing that he did not refuse their approach, the group of women thought there was something to be done, so they posted them more enthusiastically.

Their pungent perfume gave Chu Anyang a headache, but in order to be able to see the scene where Zhao Linglan was jealous of him for the first time, he still endured it.

Zhao Linglan walked over slowly, with all the anger in her eyes suppressed, she smiled sweetly at Chu Anyang: "I have agreed with the director, can we go?"

Chu Anyang was a little disappointed. He thought that even if Zhao Linglan didn't beat up these women, he would at least say a few words and swear ownership. Now it's over?
As high as Young Master Chu's heart was beating just now, it hurts as much as he fell right now.

He muffled back: "Let's go."

Sure enough, it was too difficult to expect her to be jealous.

Just when Young Master Chu was in a bad mood, his arms suddenly tightened. He turned his head to see that Zhao Linglan had actually wrapped his arm around him in public.

Zhao Linglan looked at Young Master Chu's stupid appearance, and smiled generously at him, her clear eyes were full of tenderness, and in an instant, Chu Anyang's eyes seemed to be full of spring flowers blooming, and his sinus was surging.

"At any rate, it's the first date after confirming the relationship. You don't mind, do you?"

Zhao Linglan raised her eyebrows, and a sly look flashed in her eyes, deliberately teasing Young Master Chu who was still immersed in the sea of ​​love.

Chu Anyang's face turned red suddenly when she saw her dark eyes, but he still remembered the thought of making Zhao Linglan jealous just now, so he pretended to reply calmly: "Of course."

Young Master Chu's answer was a little lacking in confidence, and he felt that he was at a disadvantage, so he pulled out his hand dissatisfied, and wrapped his arms around Zhao Linglan's shoulders under Zhao Linglan's surprised gaze.

"Let's go." Young Master Chu, who had regained the initiative, was in a better mood. His palms were tightly placed on Zhao Linglan's round and smooth shoulders, and his five fingers could feel the soft skin under his fingertips through the thin fabric.

The show of love between the two blinded the eyes of everyone present. Seeing this situation, the few female artists who were pestering Chu Anyang had no choice but to calm down. Li Changan, who was behind him, saw the appearance of an idol goddess snuggling up against Chu Anyang. In his arms, his heart was broken into dregs, turning his grief and anger into appetite, and he wiped out Lai Qiaoqing's takeaways.

Lai Qiaoqing's eyes widened, she wanted to say something but couldn't say it, and frowned in Zhao Linglan's direction.

Only Xiaoye was the most excited. She opened the official website of An Ning and his wife on her phone, and wrote this matter into her fanart.

Zhao Linglan followed Chu Anyang's footsteps out of the set, and the two got very close. The mint perfume that Chu Anyang often used always drifted into Zhao Linglan's nose with the wind of his clothes as he walked.

Her eyes drooped slightly, breathing in the cool and soothing fragrance.

It's so good, it's still the familiar taste.

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