Forced Marriage: Super Petite Wife

Lu Qiaoxin's shrill cry was heard by the whole restaurant.

So that the little sister playing the violin in the restaurant was startled and the music stopped.

Everyone's eyes focused on Qi Haoran.

Despise him, laugh at him, waiting to see a good play of a man with torn hands.

Cheng Yi was no exception. She carried her back to the wall, stretched out her head and took a little look.

Well, Lu Qiaoxin, I'm relieved to see you so angry.

A small appetizer. Have a nice meal.

She smiled.

When she turned and walked into the bathroom, she heard Qi Haoran's roar.

"What are you doing?"

Although Lu Qiaoxin spoke with a cold face, he was happy in his heart.

If Cheng Yi is coquettish again, maybe she will be taken care of. It's just a car. It's rare to see her like this.

"Boring." Cheng Yi sits back in his seat.

"Please," musfan raised his chin and squinted at her.

"No." Cheng Yi puffed up his face and didn't go to see him.

A plan to steal diamonds came to her mind.

"Are you thinking something wrong?" Mu sifan asked.

Whenever Cheng Yi calms down, he gets angry.

I can't guess what she's thinking or what she wants.

Mu sifan drove the car into the garage and stopped. He heard Cheng Yi say angrily, "I'm compared with Secretary Yang, hum."

"What's so special about you?" musfan asked.

"Secretary Yang won't sleep with you again!" Cheng Yi said, looking sideways at mu sifan, smiling at the corners of his mouth and touching his four eyes.

Their hearts missed a beat.

Mu sifan grabbed her hand and said, "come on, go to bed with me."

Just after entering the elevator, they stuck together and kissed each other.