Always Spoils His Multi-faced Wife

"Sigh, they're leaving just like that?"

Que Sanlang followed along and took off his jacket to put it on her. However, his smile revealed a hint of pride that could not be hidden no matter how hard he tried, "Don't catch a cold."

"Scram!" White Pigeon was infuriated. Naturally, it did not have any good words to say. It pushed him away and threw his clothes at him.

"It's such a summer, it's so cool your head!"

Que San was startled and stopped in his tracks. Looking at the clothes in his hands, he was actually not angry at all.

The white pigeon took another two steps and suddenly realized that after the white shirt got wet, everything inside was exposed.

He paused for a moment.

He turned around and walked back, and grabbed Que's clothes from his hands, draped them over his body, and then walked towards the parking space while holding his breath.

Que 3000's gaze moved away from his empty hands, his black eyes blinked, and couldn't help but laugh as he looked at the person wearing his clothes walking far away.

"Ha, ha, ha …"

"Little tiger, it's getting more and more fun …"

"…"

After being let go of the pigeon by the customer and then being splashed with water by that bastard, the pigeon's mood was extremely bad. It drove the Que 3000 sportscar around for a long time before finally being able to go back.

8: 49 PM.

White Pigeon was leaning on the sofa in the living room, eating a fruit salad that Ann had made while watching a TV show.

Lu Heng walked in and saw it. He asked out of habit, "Where are the three of them?"

The White Pigeon did not speak, and it was unknown whether it heard him or not.

Lu Heng walked over, put down his bag, sat down across from her and lightly kicked her foot, "Hey, pigeon?"

"What?" Only then did the White Pigeon glance at her.

"What about the three of them?" Lu Heng asked again.

"I don't know." Wishing white pigeons to put a banana in their mouth.

"What's wrong?" Who pissed you off? " Lu Heng asked again.

The dove ignored her again.

Lu Heng looked at her suspiciously, "It can't be again …" Isn't that the third young master? "

Just as she spoke, a piece of Fire Dragon Fruit flew over and blocked her mouth.

"That's true." Lu Heng continued gossiping while he was eating, "Hey, Pigeon, is he really interested in you?"

The white dove swung the fork in its hand, and a piece of strawberry flew into Lu Heng's mouth.

"Thank you." Lu Sheng was actually enjoying his meal.

At this moment, Zhan Jiajian came out of the toilet and greeted, "Sister Yue is back."

"Yes, I'm back." Lu Kui replied.

"Sister Ya, how is your job search going?" Zhan Jiachan sat over.

"Don't mention it, I didn't find it." Speaking up to here, Lu Heng's eyes fell on the white pigeon again, "Oh right pigeon, in the afternoon Zuo Sheng called and asked me to tell you what …" His brother's clothes must be returned. "

"What?" Zhan Jiajian's eyes widened. "Boss, where are the third young master's clothes?"

"I also want to ask." Lu Heng raised his hand.

Zhu White Pigeon glanced at the two of them with an unfriendly gaze.

Why don't you bring it up?

"Ah …" Lu Heng grinned and waited.

White Pigeon rolled its eyes at her and threw the remaining half of the fruit salad onto the tea table. Then, it stood up and went back to its room.

Before closing the door, he threw another sentence to Lu Heng, "Serves you right! You were bullied by Zuo Sheng!"

Lu Heng blinked his eyes, "What happened to me?"

— —

The next morning.

No one knew what they were busy with, but Chen Baihui, Lu Heng, and the others left very early. When the White Pigeon woke up, there was already no one at home.

7: 48.

After cleaning up the dove, he hummed a song as he walked out the door. He was just about to drive to the company.

However, the moment she reached the front of the car and was about to open the door, she couldn't help but shiver when she saw the man in the driver's seat.

"Que 3000?!"

He had been a bit careless a moment ago, but she hadn't noticed him!

Que San opened the car door and looked at her with a smile. "Morning."

"Why are you here?" The white pigeon raised its eyebrows as it looked at the people in the carriage.

"My car. Of course I have a way of knowing where it is." Que 3000's hand lightly patted the steering wheel.

"Impossible!" I've long since settled the location of the car, and I even specially checked it once. The white dove said coldly.

He really couldn't fool her! Que 3000 asked with a smile: "Then, how do you think I found you?"

White Pigeon narrowed its eyes. It looked at the smile on his face that deserved a beating, and the pleased light in his black eyes.

Suddenly, he recalled what Lu Kui had said last night — "Oh right, Pigeon, in the afternoon, Zuo Sheng called me and asked me to tell you something … His brother's clothes must be returned. "

Her eyes flashed, "You've put something on your clothes?!"

"How clever!" Que 3000 praised her without being stingy.

"Hu!" White Pigeon let out a long breath and looked into the distance, trying its best to calm down.

And then looking at Que 3000, "Sigh, I say, you are a dignified main house of the Que Family, and also the head of the Seven Sects Alliance, there's nothing for you to do? Is it fun to pester me all the time? "

"Very interesting." Looking at the little tiger that was about to explode, Que 3000 said angrily.

"…" The dove glared at him.

Suddenly, he bit his lips and smiled, nodded his head and calmly asked: "What are you trying to do? Is it okay to just say it? "

Que Sanlang smiled cooperatively, "I helped you return Weng Dongqi's car, shouldn't you also return my car to me?"

"Fine, fine, fine. Your car, drive away!" The White Pigeon waved its hand and made a 'please' gesture. Then, it added, "The clothes are in the car, take them with you."

When Que 3000 saw her invite him to leave like she was chasing a plague god, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but slightly raise.

He stretched out his arm and grabbed her wrist. Then, all of a sudden, he forcefully pulled her along!

The White Pigeon had not expected that he would suddenly take action. It was caught off guard and immediately crashed into his arms, firmly trapped by him!

"Damn it!" White Pigeon struggled with all its might. Unfortunately, it was impossible for her to use this move in the first place, and this posture was something she had no strength to use.

"Bastard!" Don't you know that gentlemen don't make a move until they speak? "

"Haha …" Que San was amused by her and chuckled, "If I remember correctly, every time we met, you were the one who made the first move. Oh, no, not only did you make a move, you even wielded your blade and elbow! Why is it that you're actually trying to reason with me now? "

"You …" The pigeon's face reddened a little.

This position was very uncomfortable!

Without giving her a chance to speak, Que 3000 continued: "Also, so in your heart, I've always been a gentleman!"

"You bastard! "Let go of me!" White Pigeon gritted his teeth and said angrily, "I was forced to do this!"

Que 3000 slightly raised his eyebrows and his gaze fell on the small mouth of the person in his arms that was not at a disadvantage. Suddenly, without any forewarning, he lowered himself slightly.

"What are you doing?!"

White Pigeon's gaze sharpened as it shouted and stopped him from moving.

"What do you think I am doing?" Very satisfied with her reaction, Que 3000 asked back with a smile.