Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

From this perspective, you can only see a woman's long curly hair like a waterfall, not her face.

Wrapped in a suit coat, a pair of slender white legs and red skirts are exposed, swaying gently in the air.

Lu Mian smiled when he felt his breath suffocating.

The man took the woman in his arms, got into the car, opened the door by assistant Xu, and then left.

The driver was about to get off and open the door for Lu Mian. Lu Mian's voice was steady without any ups and downs, "follow up."

"Ma'am, is this...?"

"Don't you know the car in front?"

When the driver looked at the black Bentley's familiar serial license plate, he naturally knew it.

Dare not ask more, the driver stepped on the accelerator and followed up.

Not far or near, I don't know whether Ling Yu was deeply concerned or the woman in her arms took all her attention, so that she didn't find a car behind.

The more you follow, the tighter the driver's heart is. It's terrible!

This is the direction to the hotel. I took a look at Lu Mian in the rearview mirror and found that her eyes were as calm as water, but there was no imagined rage.

At the underground parking lot of the hotel, the driver dare not follow too close.

Lu Mian chose to get off alone. The driver wanted to keep up. She retreated, "don't follow me."

"Madam, your feet..."

"Nothing."

After leaving her words, she walked forward, took two steps, and then half looked back, "don't let me know that you secretly tipped off."

This sentence is undoubtedly a warning.

The driver bowed his head. "Don't worry, madam. I dare not and won't."

"That's good."

Drag your injured ankle forward.

It's like stepping on the blade. Every step hurts.

"You let go of me!"

In the distance, there was a yell.

When Lu Mian approached, he saw that the face of a woman in a red dress was cold, gorgeous and impeccable.

She wanted to go. Ling Yushen grabbed her arm and dragged her away.

"Let go of me!"

Ling Yushen's face was gloomy. She put down her mobile phone, picked her up horizontally and walked to the elevator hall.

Didn't keep up.

Seeing this scene, she also guessed what would happen next.

After two hours, nearly one o'clock in the morning, Ling Yushen appeared in the.

Wearing a shirt, he was slightly tired, raised his hand and pressed the center of his eyebrows, "let's go."

Assistant Xu stood in front of the car and kept winking at him. The expression on his face was unspeakable.

"What's the matter?"

"President, look." Assistant Xu pointed aside.

Along the direction of his fingers, Ling Yushen saw Lu Mian's car. It seemed to confirm his guess. The rear window fell and Lu Mian's side face was exposed.

She turned her head slowly, her eyes cold and lukewarm, and looked at him so far away.

Ling Yushen frowned and walked towards Lu Mian with his long legs.

"Drive."

The driver hesitated, "but Sir, he has come."

"I'll let you drive." Lu Mian said it word by word.

The driver dared not refuse.

As soon as he reached out to open the door, the car opened like an arrow.

"Sleep."

Ling Yushen called her and ran after the car.

Lu Mian raised the window, leaned his head back, slowly closed his eyes, and his eyes were clean.

Unable to catch up, Ling Yushen turned and ran back.

Assistant Xu saw him coming and immediately opened the door.

With a gloomy face, Ling Yushen got in the car, "catch up!"

"Yes, president."

Ling Yushen raised his hand and untied the buttons of his two shirts. His mind was in a mess. "When did she arrive?"