A Night With A Dangerous President

Like the love of Nian Nanchen, Du Huan's small and exquisite nest is beside him, a kind of smiling posture.

When she talked with her partner in Nanchen, she covered her lips and laughed from time to time, which made her partner's eyes linger on her.

During the greetings, Du Huan's eyes inadvertently swept away. Qiao Mu's figure, who came to her with her skirt, fell in her eyes.

Xu didn't expect that Qiao Muwan would also appear here. Du Huan's delicate face was suddenly covered with a layer of surprise.

Looking at Qiao Mu's black and white eyes, she panicked for a moment.

She tightly grasped the goblet and tried to restrain the abnormality on her face. With a sign smile on her face, she said hello to Nian Nanchen.

"Mr. Huang, Mr. Nian, excuse me first!"

"Good!"

Without much thought, Nian Nanchen's handsome face glances at Du Huan, and he lets Du Huan leave.

When he looked back again, he caught Qiao Mu's presence in a flash.

I didn't expect to meet Qiao Muwan at dingyang's anniversary party. Nian Nanchen's bleary expression was filled with a layer of haze.

The hand that puts in trouser pocket, subconsciously tight tight tight, have the eye Ren of fire raging, take the anger of looking at Qiao Mu late.

This damned woman, who can hang up her phone and put on a alienated posture, can now come to the reception in public. Is she afraid that others will not know that she is his wife, or does she think that she is not enough to disgrace him?

The corner of his mouth coldly pursed into a line. In his hot reason, the only remaining calm kept telling him that this was dingyang's anniversary party. There were many celebrities in Yancheng, and he could not disgrace Nian.

Thinking, he put the glass in his hand on the table steadily.

"Huang Dong, excuse me first!"

Smile of owe body, and then turn around, face haze full of cold Ji, instantly swept him a dandy face.

See Du Huan suddenly avoided oneself, Qiao Mu late Zheng Leng.

If her cousin didn't do anything bad, she didn't need to run away. After thinking about it, she firmly believed that the purpose of Du Huan's appointment on her wedding night was not pure.

From tiny Zheng ran reaction come over, she just ready to catch up with the meeting of Du Huan, but don't want to lift eyes of the moment, to see the year south Chen cast to the cold eyes.

Early in the morning, she was afraid that she would meet Nian Nanchen at the party. She didn't expect that she could defend herself from meeting this man.

After sipping her thin and moderately thick lips, she grasped her little hand to keep her emotions from being affected and fluctuating by the man.

But despite her efforts to keep calm, she did not prevent the slight waves in her eyes.

Almost without thinking, she turned around, copied the entrance of the meeting, and walked out quickly.

After seeing Qiao Mu's eyes on him, he walked away like a mouse saw a cat, and the anger in Nian Nanchen's eyes burned even more.

Damn it, this restless Jian woman.

The eye socket exudes to Qiao Mu not to see of despise in the evening, he strides meteor's step, chased past.

After getting out of the meeting, Jomo walked to the seaside as if avoiding the plague.

Niannanchen, a violent king, can't afford to be provoked and can't hide. She doesn't want to make a fool of herself and that damned man in front of so many celebrities in Yancheng. She can afford to lose people in niannanchen, but she can't afford to lose people in qiaomuwan.

Think, her figure, to the dark night, walk quickly.

Moving the inconvenient leg, Qiao Mu late limped to hold the leg that was out of touch with the body, because she had just been broken by Li Qi Shen to her legs and lost consciousness. She had already scolded Li Qi Shen that damned smelly man more than ten times in her heart.

The sound of waves beating on the beach, facing the bursts of cool sea breeze, sounds silent and empty.

Behind him, Nian Nanchen ran after Qiao Mu's figure in the night regardless of his image. While running, he also scolded the damned woman.

"Joe Murphy, you stop for me, did you give you the right to long legs, and you'll run away?"

Dismissive voice, shaving came, in the quiet seaside, it is particularly clear.

Looking at the figure flashing in front of his eyes, he didn't stop. The anger in Nian Nanchen's chest was even worse.

Joe Murphy put up the pain on his legs and ran faster.

Suddenly, a figure suddenly flashed in front of her. Before she could see who was in front of her, her hands had been encircled by her slender waist.

Strange feeling, mixed with the familiar atmosphere, let Qiao Mu late's back suddenly taut.With one hand on Qiao Mu's waist and the other hand on her chin, Li Qi Shen's dark eyes were deeper than the night, and he gazed at her face which was faded by the moonlight.

"What are you running for?"

He just came to answer the phone, and unconsciously walked to the seaside here.

After he found a figure that made him feel familiar, he came over without thinking, but the person he didn't want to see was Joe Muwan.

The low voice, steady and powerful, fell in Qiao Mu's ear, let her raise an eye to recognize the man who buckled her waist, was the smelly man who just bullied her.

"Li Qishen, let me go!"

Twist body, Joe Mu late inflexible hands and feet crazy like kicking him.

She really can't figure out the temperament of this uncertain man. Just like now, she doesn't know that this man knows that Nian Nanchen is chasing him, and whether he will make any excessive moves in order to provoke Nian Nanchen.

For a moment, at a loss, Qiao Muwan felt that there were wolves in front and tigers behind him, and he was beset by enemies.

"Move what?"

Qiao Mu's behavior of avoiding him in the evening seems to avoid some kind of flood and fierce beast, which makes Li Qishen's beautiful face sink the same deep color as the night.

Bullying voice, very unfriendly in the ears of Qiao Mu late ring, let this was greatly wronged by her, the whole person struggle more intense.

"Go away, Li Qishen, you stinking man. I hate you. Let me go!"

Hands side of the weak push man to her constantly pressed chest, she side shame angry scold this man.

It's all because of him. If he didn't call the God of pestilence here, would she need to avoid that smelly man in such a mess?

In the voice of sobbing and mumbling, it was full of grievances, and even brought out the coquetry that she didn't even realize.

Qiao Mu's more fierce action of struggling in the evening made Li Qishen's strength of holding her body heavier.

Two small hands and waist are clamped by the stable man in front of us.

Qiao Mu night exasperated raised wooden foot, to Li Qishen's trouser tube to kick.

"Come on, smelly man, let me go!"

Kicking the man in front of her, she was like a broken foot, powerless.

In the cold moonlight, Qiao Mu frowned at night. She could see that her feet hurt badly. She was still kicking herself. Li Qishen's face was very gloomy.

"I said I didn't mean to hurt you. What else are you doing?"

"What's wrong with me? Are you going too far?"

Even if he bullies himself, he still looks for Nan Chen to bully her together next year. Does he think her bad things are not enough?

"How can I go too far?"

Kiss her? Or where she shouldn't have been? You know, a long time ago, not to mention kissing and touching her, there was something deeper than that.

Looking at Li Qishen's face, Qiao Mu's face was so angry that his face turned crimson.

"Go away, don't touch me, touch the women you want to touch!"

In the slightly damp eyes, there is a rising mist of stung.

She is full of grievances, angry words, let close look at her man, frowned.

"What a mess do you have in your head?"

In his opinion, Teng Xue is just his sister. Even the two Buddhas in his family like Teng Xue. As long as he doesn't feel like a client, no one can force him to marry Teng Xue.

What's more, even if there is something between him and Teng Xue, what does this woman look like?

Mind suddenly came up with "jealous" two words, Li Qishen trance is to understand the little woman performance so strong what it means.

The handsome face of resolute lines is closer to Qiao Mu Wan's little face. The clear masculine breath fills Qiao Mu Wan's nose. The two people who blend the breath are full of each other's breath.

"Teng Xue, she's just my sister!"

"Who rarely knows what kind of relationship you have?"

Negative don't cross small face, blush red small face of Qiao Mu late, anger didn't disappear, say even she didn't realize out of sour words.

The more you look at Qiao mu, the more eloquent he is. Li Qishen's sharp eyebrows pick up.

"Are you jealous?"

I never knew that this woman's sour taste was so strong after she knocked over the vinegar jar.

"Who's jealous?"

When Li Qishen said that, Qiao Mu's face turned even more red.

Mumbling her lips, she said with disdain, "can you stop feeling so good about yourself?"