His Sunny Wife

"I'm going to your place, Prince. Don't worry. I will send my sister-in-law back in good condition."

Nangong Yaoling abruptly presses to cut off the phone.

Liang Shaochen listened to the sound of "Dudu" in the microphone, and his lips were pulled up slightly.

"Nangong Yaoling, you can't calm down like this all the time..."

He murmured, putting the phone away.

Looking at the side of the small warm, just deep and with a sneer in the eyes, suddenly added a bit of tenderness.

He started the car slowly.

However, his car just drove for a short time, turned a corner and was about to drive forward. Suddenly, not far in front of him, a car suddenly came. The car floated beautifully and flowered tens of meters in front of him.

Liang Shaochen was stunned, his face changed, and he stepped on the brake.

The car slowly stopped in front of the silver Ferrari.

I saw Nangong Yaoling standing in front of the car door, half leaning on the car body, looking at him coldly.

Liang Shaochen holds the hand of the steering wheel, and the veins on the back of his hand suddenly protrude.

Nangong Yaoling had already got up and strode towards his car.

The man's eyes fell on Xiao Nuan, who was driving on the sub frame. He was sleeping soundly there, with a tight and handsome face.

But it still doesn't look good.

Liang Shaochen opened the door and stepped out of the car.

"Di Shao, I'm going to send Xiao Nuan back. Why are you here?" Liang Shaochen seemed to smile in surprise.

Nangong Yaoling came forward, reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

"Thank you for helping me take care of Xiao Nuan, but my own women still like to take care of themselves." He said with a smile, his mouth filled with an unknown radian.

Liang Shaochen's face remained smiling.

"Of course, so I'll give her back to you now." Said, his eyes looked at the car's small warm.

The light hit the two men's faces, each seemed to be smiling, but under the street lamp, their bodies stood upright.

In the chest, it seems that there is something surging.

The difference is that the edge of Nangong Yaoling is more obvious. In contrast, Liang Shaochen is more modest.

But even though he was modest on the surface and pretended to be indifferent, Nangong Yaoling saw it with a man's keen eyes, and he suddenly became gloomy.

As a result, he didn't mind another blow on his wound at all.

"Thank you very much, Shaochen. However, I hope you can let me know if there is such a thing again. As long as it's a little warm, I'll have time at any time, and I don't need to trouble you to help me send my woman back. "

Liang Shaochen still smiles: "yes, this time I did something wrong. You can rest assured that I will do it next time. "

"There won't be another time!" Nangong Yaoling gave him a cold glance and said through his teeth.

Damn it, is he saying that he and Xiao Nuan are predestined? Just so coincidentally, as soon as something happened to Xiao Nuan, he met him?

He suspected that the man was following xiaonuan on purpose, or he colluded with one of them to get xiaonuan drunk, and then took the opportunity

Thinking of this, Nangong Yaoling's face became more and more ugly.

He coldly pushed Liang Shaochen away and walked to Liang Shaochen's car.

Pull open the door, then pick up the small warm, directly toward their own car.

Xiaonuan was suddenly picked up, struggling discontentedly, pushing Nangong Yaoling, half opened his eyes and said vaguely: "Shaochen, where is this?"