Dingdong, Mr.Yan spoils wife crazily online!

Let alone Lu Qiumeng, even yuan haiqian was surprised to see this situation.

Even if Yan Xingyu hated Autumn Dreams in the past, he didn't speak so harshly as he does today.

"Xingyu, you are..." Lu Qiumeng pressed his eyebrows and pursed his lips, almost crying on the spot.

Yan Xingyu frowned and glanced at yuan haiqian with the remaining light from the corner of his eye. His tone was a little worse. "Can't you understand what I said? Haven't you read the things in the newspaper?"

"But, but aren't those all fake?"

Lu Qiumeng pulled down slightly from the corner of his mouth and looked at Yan Xingyu incredulously.

How could he be gay?

He clearly told her

The more Lu Qiumeng thinks about it, the more he can't believe it. He must be lying to her!

"Xingyu, you must have some difficulties, don't you?" Lu Qiumeng hurriedly pulled her arm, "what can we solve together..."

"I said, don't touch me!" Yan Xingyu glared at Lu Qiumeng and shook her hand again. "If you don't leave again, I'll call security!"

With this, Yan Xingyu simply turned back to the second floor.

As he walked to the room, he quickly operated on his mobile phone.

Yan Xingyu had planned to go downstairs for a cup of coffee. He didn't expect Lu Qiumeng to come to their house.

Now I can only hope that Lu Qiumeng's woman is smarter and doesn't have to destroy his plan!

In order to convince old lady Yan and Yuan haiqian of his determination to come out without marrying Gu zhixia, Yan Xingyu has not opened meat for a long time.

Just seeing Lu Qiumeng, he suddenly realized how stupid he was!

Obviously, Lu Qiumeng can help him solve it. Why should he embarrass himself?

Fortunately, Lu Qiumeng was not as stupid as Yan Xingyu imagined. She was scolded by Yan Xingyu for no reason, and she left directly.

When she received the news from Yan Xingyu, she was already in a taxi.

[honey, I can't say anything. Room 303, third floor, Senyu hotel. I'll see you later.]

Although Lu Qiumeng's heart was full of doubts, he replied to Yan Xingyu.

I see

"Master, turn around, Senyu hotel."

"OK."

Half an hour later.

Room 303, third floor, Senyu hotel.

"Ding Dong."

The doorbell rang.

A slightly bloated figure appeared stealthily at the door.

He wore a cap on his head and deliberately pressed it very low. The black mask made people unable to see the expression on his face at the moment.

The people in the room didn't know if they didn't hear anything. No one opened the door for a long time.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

He tried to knock on the door again,

Almost subconsciously look around.

Fortunately, there was no one in the corridor at this time.

"Coming." a beautiful sound came from the room.

Lu Qiumeng in the room heard a knock at the door early in the morning. She deliberately hid at the door and didn't open the door. She only stared at Yan Xingyu from the cat's eyes in the room.

If he hadn't been worried that he was angry and left, Lu Qiumeng wanted to leave him at the door for a while.

Looking at Yan Xingyu's slightly anxious look under his hat, Lu Qiumeng flashed a smile on his exquisite face, which unscrewed the door handle.

"Xingyu..."

"Shh!"

Before Lu Qiumeng said anything, Yan Xingyu squeezed in from the door.

He went straight to the room and took off his bloated coat, hat and mask one by one.

It's OK outside, but the temperature in the hotel is so high that it's almost killing him.

Lu Qiumeng glanced at Yan Xingyu, deliberately straightened his proud upper circumference, pulled the short skirt that could only cover his hips, and then twisted his waist and walked over.

"Come here." Yan Xingyu sat on the bed and stretched out his arm to Qiumeng. His hot eyes always stared at the exposed part of her.

The bottom of my eyes is stormy waves.

In order to convince yuan haiqian and old lady Yan of his idea of "coming out firmly", Yan Xingyu hasn't eaten a wild food for a long time.

As early as the moment he opened the door, Yan Xingyu wanted to keep Lu Qiumeng in bed and go straight to the theme.

But looking at Lu Qiumeng standing so far away, Yan Xingyu can only suppress the fire at the bottom of his heart and coax her.

As soon as Lu Qiumeng came to Yan Xingyu, he grabbed her slender waist and bowed his head to print a kiss on her lip, "baby, do you miss me?"

Lu Qiumeng's fingers stained with cardamom could not help but make a circle in front of his chest and pouted slightly wrongfully, "you just stabbed me in front of your aunt..."

"I... it was inconvenient for me at that time..." Yan Xingyu said, and his hands and feet were a little dishonest. "You know, I miss you so much..."

He said, his mouth gently raised a smile, and his big palm squeezed it on Lu Qiumeng's hip, "you know, I sometimes... Have to..."

Lu Qiumeng frowned and forced himself out of Yan Xingyu's arms. He turned to sit on the sofa and pouted. "Since it's inconvenient, why don't you come back? It's better to go back."

Yan Xingyu suddenly flashed a touch of impatience at the bottom of his eyes, but soon disappeared at the bottom of his eyes.

He got up and followed behind Lu Qiumeng, came forward and picked her up, "don't I miss you? Baby, don't be angry. OK?"

With that, the thin lip kissed the red lip in front of him, and the big palm moved up slowly with ease.

"Hate..." Lu Qiumeng said angrily, stretched out his arm and hooked Yan Xingyu's neck.

"You can't treat me like before... Xingyu..."

"OK." Yan Xingyu can't care what she said. Now he's full of how to get this woman to bed.

Even if she said let him pick the stars now, he would always answer well!

But where does Lu Qiumeng care?

"Xingyu..."

"Good ~"

In the blink of an eye, their clothes fell to the ground, leaving only the silhouette of the ups and downs on the wall and the creaking vibration of the bed board.

By the time the room was calm, it was an hour later.

"Xingyu, you should be nice to me in front of my aunt in the future, or I won't have the face to see my aunt..."

Lu Qiumeng's hair was scattered on Yan Xingyu's chest, and his fingernails were teased intentionally or unintentionally in front of his chest.

Yan Xingyu stroked the hand of Qiumeng's beautiful hair, lowered his eyes and looked at her, and raised a slightly ironic smile at the corners of his mouth, "don't I have to? You have to understand me, and I'm also trying to protect you."

"But we can't always be like this?" Lu Qiumeng sat up slowly and stared at Yan Xingyu, as if waiting for his answer.

But Yan Xingyu just smiled and said nothing.

Lu Qiumeng knew that Yan Xingyu hated being forced by others. She pondered for a moment, "by the way, Xingyu, do you want to clarify the negative news about you on the Internet recently?"