Mr. Lu, how about divorce today?

Le Zhao picks her eyebrows. There is not much surprise on her face. She looks calm and gives Xu Yisheng an illusion that she has known for a long time.

Le Zhao put the mobile phone into the bag, light tone: "what are you hiding? You're acting like we're doing something shady. "

Xu Yisheng ah, yes, she just hid and closed the door.

"I'm afraid you're embarrassed, aren't I?"

"Embarrassed? Why am I embarrassed? I was forced to get married instead of her. I kept the rich family for her. After three years, I did my best. It's not my turn to be embarrassed. "

Xu Yisheng likes the tenacity of Le Zhao, but the expression on her face is a little cold, which makes Xu Yisheng a little afraid.

"Why did your sister find the bandit Lu in silence? She won't tell you? Don't you know that you haven't divorced bandit Lu? " Xu Yisheng wondered.

Le Zhao stood in front of Xu Yisheng, his eyes were very powerful, and he ordered some of Xu Yisheng's puzzled cerebellar pouch melon: "then go and ask her."

Xu Yisheng slowly stood up straight and found that Le Zhao was not joking. He couldn't help but put up a thumb: "I appreciate your attitude. It's not tardy. Is it right? Let's go! I also want to ask that bichi why he has to pit you so much. "

Open the door, Le Zhao and the flying shadow standing at the door of the box came face to face.

Feiying's signature poker face appeared a little surprised: "madam."

But this kind of surprise only appeared in his eyes for a short time, and he recovered his composure in the next second.

Le Zhao's eyes fell on the closed door: "are you Lu Shao in it?"

Feiying nodded: "yes."

"What? Can't you see people? " Feeling that Feiying didn't let her in, Yue Zhao raised her chin slightly.

A touch of radian on the lips.

Because the thought that the person sitting inside was Lexin, the sister who had cheated her, lechao disdained to disguise.

She asked for an explanation, and asked Lu bandit and Le Xin to give her an explanation on the spot.

"Is there a guest?" Le Zhao said, holding the door handle with his hand, "or what kind of shady guests?"

"Ma'am!" For Le Zhao, Feiying didn't dare to stop her, because he didn't dare to touch her at all.

Who knows if Lu Shaohui will trouble him.

That one's possessiveness, even if Ni Xiao is of the same sex, is not allowed.

"It's against the rules. Just a moment. I'll give you a notice. "

Flying shadow can only reach out to block Le Zhao.

"So what's the trouble? Do I just go in and say hello, or do they do something inside that can't be disturbed? "

Feiying frowned and always felt that every sentence of yuezhao was thorny. He replied, "that's the rule, too. The rule can't be broken. Lu Shaohui is not happy. "

This implies that Le Zhao does not have so much power or importance.

"What are the rules? This is Lu Shao's wife. Who asked you to talk to her like this? That's your rule. Can you stop your wife? " Xu Yisheng's firecracker temper suddenly exploded, "I saw it all. You Lu Shao went in with a woman. If you talk about business, why not? Is it a guilty conscience or a guilty conscience? "

At home, Xu Yisheng is also a good talker, with his voice raised a few degrees.

"Flying shadow."

Inside the earphone came the man's low and indifferent voice line, "let her in."

I think I heard the movement of the door inside.

Feiying took a look at yuezhao and suddenly said, "OK, you can go in."

Press the strength on the door handle to increase slightly, and Le Zhao pushes the door open.

At a glance, I saw the man sitting on the throne, tall and upright, standing firmly on the seat, holding a lighted cigarette between the slender and distinct joints, spitting out light cyan smoke.

Through the relationship of smoke, his face looked a little fuzzy. He only felt that when he saw her, he looked cold and alienated.

Le Zhao screwed up her eyebrows, not knowing whether it was because of the smell of smoke or the woman sitting next to him.

That woman

After taking good care of her appearance, Le turns to see Xu Yisheng, and has the heart to eat Xu Yisheng.

That's what you call Dexin? Where is Lexin? This is Lesong, OK?!

Xu Yisheng spat out his tongue and knew that he was making trouble. He apologized to le Zhao in a small voice and said, "it's really similar, that side face, that back..."

Le Zhao also felt dizzy, how to believe Xu Yisheng's words. Xu Yisheng is more confused than she is.

In fact, it's not that Xu Yisheng has many oolong, but that she has been unconsciously influenced by the words of Luoxi temple and has doubts about the bandits.

"My friend said that when I saw you eating here, I wanted to say hello." Le Zhao finds himself and Xu Yisheng a step down.His eyes fell on Lesong's face. Leshao looked like a smile: "Lesong, are you there too?"

What's the relationship between Lu Fei and Le Zhao? Have they never divorced? Just now Le Zhao was about to come in at the door. She heard that. She still felt that it might not be le Zhao. When she saw me, she was bitten by a strong jealousy.

Le took a look at Lu bandit. The man didn't say a word since she appeared. He just smoked quietly and didn't even explain.

Although he was used to his reticence in front of others, this time he was a bit of strong and domineering.

Uncomfortable feeling like a little bug, crawling to her heart.

This person doesn't give her face in private, but he will still do his duty as a husband in front of her. But he and Lesong appear in the same box. What's the reason?

Like Xu Yisheng, do you think Yue Song looks like Yue Xin?

Le Zhao pursed her lips. Originally, she was like a cockfight. She wanted to come in and question Le Xin, but now her whole body was full of Qi.

"I'll go back first." Le Zhao blurted out.

Lesong picks her eyebrows. Suddenly, the whole person is relaxed, from shock to tension at the beginning, and finally to silent ridicule. It's just the same with Lu.

"Come here."

The man who hasn't spoken all of a sudden makes a sound.

Le Zhao raised her eyebrows and eyes. After a few seconds of confrontation, she instinctively asked her to walk to him.

Closer and closer to the landing bandit, the stronger the smoke smell, and Le Zhao wrinkled his nose.

The bandit, who had been staring at her for a while, stretched his arm and put out the half smoked cigarette in the ashtray.

Noting this detail, Lesong clenched her hand on her knee. She sat here for a few minutes. Lu didn't ask her whether she could smoke from beginning to end. She didn't think about the feelings of the lady at all.

At first, he thought that this man was charming when he smoked, but now, with the contrast, Lesong began to tangle with these trivial things, just like a tiny fiber in his eye, which didn't hurt but was uncomfortable.