Sweet Wife: Mr.Lu, Be reserved

With this in mind, Qiu Yun has left to look for a marker in his backpack. Come back again and squat at the head of the bed. The corners of the woman's mouth hook up and bend a radian.

She took off her pen cap and raised her pen. As soon as she fell down, Lu Xingjian suddenly opened her eyes. Her hand quickly grabbed the woman's slender wrist. With a gentle pinch, the pen fell like his other hand. He held the pen and stared dangerously at the hateful woman in front of him.

"Don't you deserve to be beaten?" Lu Xingjian's low voice, with sexy bewitchment and rolling Adam's apple, is a fatal temptation.

Qiu Yun swallowed her saliva with difficulty. She would not admit what she wanted to do just now. Then she defaulted and said that in fact, she wanted to thrash Lu Xingjian. His eyebrows were not thick enough.

Lu Xingjian picked up the tip of her eyebrows, turned over and pressed the woman under her. Qiu Yun was surprised. He immediately put his hands on the man's strong chest and warned him that they had an agreement last night that they should not mess around.

Lu Xingjian continued to trap her under herself as if she hadn't heard it. Then he raised the marker, waved his hand, and drew a flower on her face. His actions were clumsy, stiff, and cautious for fear of hurting her.

Qiuyun wanted to break away from his arms, but the man's strong waist pressed her and made her unable to move. She had to howl, "ah, don't draw what can't be erased."

Lu Xingjian didn't care. After painting, she looked at the flowers on her face and appreciated them with satisfaction. He was simply too satisfied with his masterpiece.

Shit, Lu Xingjian, do you want to be so childish! Still playing these!

Qiu Yun thinks Lu Xingjian is the crazy devil of mischief. She is even more crazy than herself.

Lu Xingjian looked at Qiu and his head was slowly pressed down. He didn't have to think about what was going to happen next. However, the bedroom door rattled at this time, startling the ambiguous atmosphere inside.

Qiuyun took the opportunity to get out of him and quickly ran into the bathroom to wash his face.

Lu Xingjian's face became gloomy in an instant. Someone dared to destroy him. Let's see who it is! Lu Xingjian ran impatiently to open the door. It was Xiao AI.

"What's up?" Lu Xingjian said coldly, completely without the tenderness just now.

I'm afraid only Qiu Yun is qualified to see such tenderness.

Xiao AI shrunk his neck and obviously felt that Lu Xingjian was unhappy in his powerful aura. It seems that he has caused trouble. She quickly said that they had booked a ticket to the Eiffel Tower at 8 a.m. and they would be late if they didn't get up.

Lu Xingjian looked down at the quartz watch on her wrist, nodded imperceptibly, then returned to the room, slammed the bedroom door, and didn't tell AI whether they wanted to get up or not.

Little AI's mouth is flat. What's going on? Can't this man explain? Let her guess, she could hardly understand the man's meaning, so she had to shake her head and walked away bitterly.

When Qiuyun came out, she had washed away the small flowers on her face. She glared at Lu Xingjian as if to say that one day, I will make you die ugly.

Lu Xingjian became indifferent and asked her to pack up and get ready to go.

Qiu Yun doesn't know her schedule at all. It's all arranged by AI. But now she wants to know where they are going next and what unexpected romance Lu Xingjian will have.

Qiu Yun suddenly found the word romance in Lu Xing Jian.

"Where are you going?" Qiuyun couldn't help asking. Why doesn't even Lu Xingjian know the itinerary, but she doesn't know?

"Eiffel Tower." Lu Xing opened his thin lips and slowly spit out four words.

Qiuyun opens her mouth. Isn't this the place she wants to go? Why is it arranged?

Thus, she stared at Lu Xingjian, hoping that he could tell her the answer. Lu Xingjian stopped looking at her and bowed her head to play with her mobile phone.

Qiu Yun went to pack up and came back, only to find Lu Xingjian smiling, holding a laptop in his hand, staring at the screen, flipping his fingers on the keyboard and typing a line: what do you need to prepare for taking his girlfriend to travel?

Qiu Yun frowns and Lu Xingjian frowns. What divine operation is this? Considering Lu Xingjian's recent unusual practices, Qiu Yun thought that he would not always use other people's tricks to deal with himself, right?

Lu Xingjian suddenly found someone behind him. He turned his head and saw Qiu Yun. He patted him in panic, closed the computer, and then quickly stood up. He coughed a little embarrassed, shifted the focus and asked Qiu Yun if he had packed up.

Qiuyun finally knew his scandal. How could he let him go so easily.

So she smiled wickedly and reached for the laptop on the table. He wanted to see what software Lu Xingjian used and what he had sent.

Lu Xingjian was one step ahead of her and took away the computer. Then he looked at her with warning eyes.

Qiu Yun smiled and asked her to have a look.

Lu Xingjian's eyes were deep and bloodthirsty, as if she would tear her face if she said one more word.

Qiu Yun finally shrunk his neck and stopped making trouble. As for that matter about him, she will know sooner or later. There will be no hurry in the future. It will be a moment and a half.

They soon got on the plane to the Eiffel Tower. Lu Xing Jian and Qiu Yun sit side by side. Qiu Yun leans back on his seat and closes his eyes. Lu Xing Jian holds a computer to handle work.

Suddenly, his mobile phone tinkled and someone sent a message. Generally, if you dare to harass him at this time, there must be something urgent. Lu Xingjian quickly turned on her mobile phone. It was sent by Bai Ruijie. He said that song Wanqi had been released on bail by the Gong family.

After reading Lu Xingjian, his deep eyes were dark, and his eyebrows and eyes glowed coldly.

Good. The power of the palace family is very good. Unexpectedly, she can be released on bail in just a few days. He really underestimated his friend.

Qiu Yun felt that the air suddenly became thin. When he opened his eyes, he found Lu Xingjian frowning, as if something big had happened. A thing that can make a proud man like Lu Xingjian frown is generally not too small.

"Something's wrong?" Qiu Yun was calm and didn't have much feelings.

Lu Xingjian looked at her and didn't speak, as if she asked whether she was herself.

Cut, no answer. Lu Xingjian has always been such a man, and Qiu Yun is used to it. It's more difficult to make him as gentle as last night.

Soon she arrived at the Eiffel Tower. Qiu Yun finally got her wish and saw her dream tower. She was in a good mood for a moment.

There are a lot of tourists here, almost a sea of people. However, Lu Xingjian has no feelings for this tower. For him, everything is the same. I'm just a broken building.