My weet wife: president, don't mess around

Tong Luoxi felt that there was an iron arm around his waist. Now he firmly hugged her and took her inside.

Smelling his Mint breath and feeling the warmth of his chest, Tong Luoxi knew that this man was Xing moyao. His voice was very unique, calm and gentle, but with alienation and nobility.

And he, standing there, is the existence that people look up to.

"Senior, now that you have come in, can you let me go?" Tong Luoxi struggled a little.

When he hugged them like this in the hotel, he always felt that people passing by were looking at them with a strange eye, which made Tong Luoxi feel very unhappy!

She always had the feeling that she was taken out by him.

Xing moyao smiled low and didn't let go. Instead, he tightened a little more and took her small Manyao into his arms. "If I let go, it's estimated that you'll be invited out the next moment."

Cut!

Tong Luoxi twisted his waist and wanted to get rid of his hand. "Don't hug my waist, others don't look good!" She whispered.

"Others? Who dares to say? "

Xing moyao's sharp eye knife flew by, and no one dared to look at them again. He walked quickly and obediently.

"Look, no one will see it now."

Xing moyao lowered his head and continued to bite Tong Luoxi's ear.

Tong Luoxi shrunk her shoulders. Her ear area was really sensitive. Being teased by him, it seemed that there was no friction, which made her itchy and couldn't help shrinking her shoulders.

"Sensitive area?" It's evil and provocative again.

Tong Luoxi was angry. He simply pushed him away, jumped out of his arms, stood far away, stared at him and said, "don't do this! If Aunt Mei and Xing Zihan don't see it! "

Xing moyao sneered and his eyes were cold.

Tong Luoxi could feel his anger when he saw his sinking face.

The atmosphere between them was a little stiff.

"Uncle, what are you doing standing here?"

The voice of Xing Zihan suddenly came from behind, which shocked Tong Luoxi and stared at Xing Zihan standing behind them.

what the fuck!

When did he stand there? Did he see anything?

Damn it, why didn't you find it just now! If he saw her being hugged by Xing moyao, he would make a big fuss.

Her flustered eyes looked at Xing Zihan. She saw him standing there with a smile in a reasonably tailored black suit and a white shirt. His eyes were like arrows, cold and cold.

This man is a piece of ice, ice that can't melt.

Xing Zihan appreciated Tong Luoxi's panic, like a little rabbit facing death.

He approached slowly step by step. He didn't move his eyes for half a minute and kept staring at her.

Tong Luoxi only felt his heart thump! Dong! Dong! The beating beat her chest every time. It hurt a little too hard. The hands hanging on both sides clenched their fists tightly and didn't dare to relax.

Xing Zihan stood between them, looked left and right, and finally stared at Tong Luoxi.

He narrowed his strange eyes, released the cold air that made people unable to feel cold, slowly opened his mouth and asked, "how can you two... Be together?"

It suddenly occurred to me that I saw Tong Luoxi downstairs in my uncle's school apartment that day, and today they stood together again.

"We..." Tong Luoxi was not calm, his eyes were shaking, and he was obviously flustered.

In Xing Zihan's eyes, there was a ghost and he became more and more suspicious.

However, Xing moyao sneered, stood idly on one side and quietly appreciated the embarrassment she was forced into the corner and her lack of measures.

He doesn't like her fear now. She doesn't want Xing Zihan to find out, and he just wants to disturb all this and make everything more fun.

"You...?" Xing Zihan asked.

The strange atmosphere flowed among the three, embarrassing, dull and uneasy... Everything made Tong Luoxi feel very uncomfortable.

"We just met at the door. She was stopped by the doorman."

Xing moyao opened his mouth faintly and appreciated her embarrassment enough before he explained.

"Yes, the doorman didn't let me in. Fortunately, he met Mr. Xing, so he kindly brought me in. That's it!"

Tong Luoxi quickly explained a lot along with his words. He was afraid that Xing Zihan didn't believe it. He spoke very loudly and forcefully, which attracted the attention of many people all at once.

"That's right."

Xing Zihan said faintly. There was still a light of doubt in the depths of his eyes, which was well hidden by him.

Seeing that he seemed to believe and stopped asking, Tong Luoxi breathed a sigh of relief, "yes, that's it."

Xing Zihan didn't continue to ask. It's better not to ask too clearly about some things.

"Let's go." Xing moyao said coldly, taking the lead.

Tong Luoxi smiled awkwardly and followed up. He kept a close relationship with Xing moyao and followed slowly, while Xing Zihan walked in the back and looked at the eyes of the two people in front with a deep light.

When they arrived at the box door to push in, the door opened from the inside. Qiu Yuemei looked at the three people outside with a smile.

"Mr. Xing, Xing Shao, you're here. Luoxi, why did you come?"

Qiu Yuemei flattered Xing moyao and Xing Zihan with a smile, and frowned at Luo Xi.

Tong Luoxi explained with a smile, "traffic jam."

Qiu Yuemei didn't say anything, but left her, smiled and invited Xing Zihan and Xing moyao to go in and serve tea in person.

Tong Luoxi embarrassedly touched the tip of his nose, closed the door and followed in.

Qiu Yuemei arranged Xing moyao in the upper seat. At a glance, she knew that the goal this time was not only Xing Zihan, but also Xing moyao.

Tong Luoxi quietly found a place to sit down, but she was called by Qiu Yuemei.

"Luo Xi, don't sit down. Come and talk to Mr. Xing Shao. I'll hurry the waiter."

She said and smiled flatteringly at the two people. She turned and went out. There were only Tong Luoxi and them in the house. The atmosphere was very strange.

"Tong Luoxi, why are you sitting so far? Come to me."

Xing Zihan gave orders in a cold voice and made Tong Luoxi, the farthest child, stiff. Just wanted to say that her position was good, but she looked at Xing Zihan's cold eyes and made her shake all over. She slowly stood up and walked to his right and sat down.

The atmosphere was stiff again, and no one spoke. Tong Luoxi quickly raised his eyes and saw Xing moyao holding his eyes on the table, intentionally or unintentionally beating the table with his fingertips, while Xing Zihan... Was staring at her!

Shit!

Tong Luoxi frowned slightly and wouldn't notice anything?

Flustered, he closed his eyelids and covered his eyes to prevent Xing Zihan from seeing her nervousness.

Xing Zihan pulled his lips and sneered.