my gambling boyfriend

Chapter 567 You Killed Your Own Husband!
Guan Zichen turned back before, hugged Lan Mo with a smirk, and said with a smile: "How is it? Husband, was I handsome just now?"

As if asking for credit, in Lan Mo's eyes, this expression is purely a brat begging for sweets, so she smiled and pinched his face: "Xiao Chen, my sister will buy you sweets later. "

Guan Zichen was a little stunned, and it took him a while to realize that she was teasing him, and frowned in displeasure.

"Okay, even take advantage of your husband, see if I don't teach you a lesson."

"Ah! Alright, alright, I won't play with you anymore, weren't you just pretending to be cool?" When Lan Mo was pressed down on the sofa by his whole body, she couldn't help screaming and begging for mercy.

"You found out?" He rubbed the slight stubble on her face, enjoying the silence now, and didn't want to let her get up.

"It's itchy, get up soon, and people will see it."

"You mean, if you go in the room, you won't be seen?" Guan Zichen raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly. Actually, how could there be anyone in the living room?Of course, he, the boss, would not be ruthless in letting his brother leave.

"Be serious, now let's talk about the wedding dress design." Lan Mo pushed him hard, seeing that he was unmoved, she stretched out her hand to pinch his waist.

"Uh, you killed your own husband!" Guan Zichen almost jumped up in pain.

Lan Mo stood up, stretched out her hand to straighten her hair, and said with a smile, "Honey, do you have any thoughts about Kazuo Miyai's request?"

"Are you so concerned about his affairs?"

Guan Zichen hugged her a little uncomfortable and went to the open-air balcony. It was cold outside the window, so he put on a coat and wrapped her in his arms, and the two of them looked at the snow scene outside the window together.

"Don't you think that woman is very pitiful? She must love that man very much, even if he is dead, she will marry him."

What moved her was this point. In modern society, human nature is too selfish. Even the two closest people will have mutual selfishness.

How many people can really be honest with each other?

So, she really wanted to help her, she really wanted to meet her earlier and design a unique wedding dress for her.

"It sounds like you are very touched, I suddenly don't want to design for her, I want to design for another person." He smiled, leaned over and kissed her hair lightly.

(End of this chapter)