Wife Is Too Domineering: Secret Agent's Mad Wife

Chapter 369 In the carriage, happiness! (1)

Before Leo could finish speaking, Murong Lin had already started the car quickly.

The forward momentum of the car brought Leo forward two steps uncontrollably.

Seeing the headlights of Mochou's car blending into the traffic, Leo couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"Why let him go?!"

In the car, Mo Chou's lips were tightly pursed, and there was a hint of anger on her face.

"Wife, don't be angry?!"

Murong Lin patted the passenger seat beside him.

"Come on, sit next to me!"

Although she was unhappy, Mo Chou got up, slipped through the gap between the car seats, and sat next to Murong Lin.

Putting the car in automatic gear, Murong Lin put his arms around her shoulders.

On one side, he patted her lightly on the back.

Silent comfort.

If she wanted him to die, he would naturally do it without her doing it.

However, Murong Lin knew that Mo Chou couldn't do anything to Leo.

The car shuttled through the traffic smoothly like a fish, and after a while, Murong Lin spoke teasingly.

"Okay, isn't it good to leave that bastard to the Ito-gumi guys? I think they won't let him go!"

With Mo Chou's mentality, coupled with his understanding of Murong Lin.

She also understood in her heart the real reason why Murong Lin let Leo go.

Being hugged by her lightly, he felt the warmth of his palm through his clothes.

Her mood also calmed down a little bit.

Anyway, Leo had saved her once.

"This time, let's pay back his favor!"

"good!"

Murong Lin patted her face fondly, then withdrew his palm and concentrated on driving.

"Wife, who do you think that guy looks like?!"

"Who else can a guy like that be!"

Mo Chou shrugged her shoulders and looked sideways at Murong Lin.

"Don't you already have the answer in your heart?!"

"Sure enough, my wife understands me best!"

Looking sideways, Murong Lin smiled evilly and looked at Mo Chou's face that had returned to normal.

"So, wife, can you see what I'm thinking right now?!"

Turning to look at the traffic outside the car window, Mo Chou smiled and didn't answer.

On the face, a blush and hotness slowly surfaced.

(End of this chapter)