Mr.Feng's Belove Wife

"What's that?" The seventh day of the summer sneered and asked, I'm ready. Pedro asked Lacey to take a message, which is not a good one!

"As long as Miss Xia agrees, she is willing to have a candlelight dinner with him!"

"Candlelight dinner?" On the seventh day of the summer, thinking that she had heard wrong, she looked at Lacey in surprise and wondered in her heart, what the hell is Pedro doing? What kind of candlelight dinner do you want her to accompany?

"Yes, that's the old man's original words, as long as you promise!" Lacey nodded and said seriously.

At the beginning of summer, she frowned slightly. Her intuition told her that Pedro would never put forward the idea of candlelight dinner for no reason. Although she didn't know what medicine he sold in gourd, she had no other way to choose. In order to contact Feng Xun, a candlelight dinner was nothing!

Thinking of this on the seventh day of the summer, he encouraged himself and said to Lacey, "you tell him that I promise to accompany him to a candlelight dinner!"

After hearing the good news, Lacey quickly passed it on to Pedro. Soon, a Valentino dress specially made for the seventh day of summer was sent to her room.

Along with it came a box of glittering diamond jewelry.

"It's just a candlelight lunch. How complicated is the preparation?" The seventh day of the summer looked at the dress and asked with a sneer.

"It's all the boss's meaning..." Lacey got up on the seventh day of the summer, helped her change the beautiful Valentino dress, and asked her to sit in front of the dresser to help her dress up carefully.

When the string of diamond earrings and necklaces in the shape of water drops are put on the seventh day of the summer, and her hair is specially put on the back of her head, Lacey looks at the seventh day of the summer in the mirror and can't help but express her admiration.

"Miss Xia is really outstanding, no wonder the boss has a special preference for you..." Laixi's tone is a bit envious.

Looking at the wine red dress, the delicate skin of the seventh day of summer, and the elegant temperament in her bones, Lacey began to understand why the elder Pedro, who has seen so many women, would like the seventh day of summer, and even go to war with the man who owns the arms group!

"I can't afford this kind of love. I'd better let him have a special love for others..." the seventh day of the summer, with a sneer of gratitude, didn't bother to look at himself in the mirror.

It's said that a woman is the one who pleases herself. If Feng Xun is the one who has a candlelight dinner with her, she doesn't mind dressing up well, but it's Pedro who faces her. Dressing up is just a waste!

Seeing the reluctant appearance of the seventh day of the summer, Lacey could only sigh helplessly and help her put on her crystal sandals.

Candlelight dinner was prepared on the terrace on the roof of the manor. Maybe it was for her to walk smoothly. The muscle relaxant was not injected as usual on this day, which made the seventh day of the summer finally feel like walking!

Although after these days of suffering, her strength did not fully recover, but no muscle relaxant, early summer seven feel hands and feet again strong, began to try to move their fingers.

Maybe this candlelight dinner is a chance to escape... At least her movement is not restricted by muscle relaxants!

The seventh day of the summer, thinking in his heart, was taken all the way to the terrace on the roof by Laixi, and Laixi retreated.

At this moment, the setting sun has set, and the heat in the air has dropped slightly. On the seventh day of the summer, stepping on the thin heel crystal shoes that I'm not used to, I watched Pedro standing not far away with his back to himself, and I didn't know what he was looking at. I said coldly, "Pedro, I've agreed to your request. Should you agree to my previous request?"

Pedro, holding a bunch of roses in his hand, turns around slowly and sees the seventh day of summer in full dress. There is an amazing light in his eyes.

This is what he expected her to look like, not the ordinary dress with shirt, jeans and ponytail, but the dress he prepared for her, the diamond jewelry he customized for her, and the crystal shoes he sent to him.

At the moment when he turned to face her, the seventh day of the summer also saw his dress clearly. He was wearing a high-grade custom-made tuxedo and a bow tie around his neck. He couldn't help laughing.

Although she had to admit that Pedro was pretty if he shaved clean, but his deep and evil eyes made people uncomfortable

His figure is also tall and straight, but wearing this elegant tuxedo does not conform to the killing smell of his whole body, so it looks particularly ridiculous.

But on the seventh day of the summer, the smile he couldn't help but was very sweet to him. He looked at her eyes and raised his lips slightly. Holding the rose in his hand, he came to her and said in a low voice, "this is the first time you smile at me!"

Today's scene, he fantasized many times, but every time he opened his eyes, he knew that her smile was only for Feng Xun, facing him, only her cold face and white eyes!

He knew how beautiful her smile was, so he had been looking forward to such a day. Now he finally saw that it was a surge of emotion.

Perhaps, as his friend Holly said, he was really fascinated by the seventh day of the summer. Her every move, every word and every action, are enough to affect his heartstrings!

For him, the seventh day of the summer is just like the precious jewel that was out of reach when he was wandering. It seems that it was all his fault to look at it more. Now the jewel can finally be touched in front of him. No matter how proud she is, he doesn't want to destroy her pride. Even if he holds her high, he is willing to enjoy it!

The seventh day of the summer was a little hairy by his eyes and asked coldly, "Pedro, do you know what I'm laughing at?"

Pedro gave her a faint smile and handed her the rose in her hand: "what are you laughing at?"

On the seventh day of the summer, he didn't take over the rose, but he said impolitely, "smile, you are not suitable for this kind of dress, but you have to wear it like this. It reminds me of an old saying!"

When she said this, she stopped and sneered at every word: "wearing a Dragon Robe, it's not like the prince!"

The expression on Pedro's face suddenly froze. Although he could not understand the meaning of the old saying, from her sneering smile and the previous sentence, he vaguely guessed that it was not good!

He looked down at his dress. He didn't think anything was wrong. He frowned and asked, "since it's a candlelight dinner, of course you have to dress up. Is it wrong?"

"In vain!" At the beginning of the summer, he threw a white eye at him and said coldly, "candlelight dinner is to eat with the right people, so it's meaningful!"