Their Intriguing Marriage

Lan Qing's white shirt was neatly tucked into his suit pants, revealing the perfect waistline. He rolled up the cuffs at will, revealing his strong arms. He untied two buttons at the neckline, slightly stretching, with a different kind of sexy.

At this time, he, not to mention the president of the group, even if he was a male model who had just finished shooting the cover of the magazine, passers-by would swallow their saliva and nod their heads like a punch to show their approval.

Looking at Li Qingning's confused expression, he walked up to her and naturally put his arm on her shoulder. He did not forget to gently rub her hair on the top of her head. His eyes were full of doting and said, "why did you go so long? I don't trust you without the driver, so I came to pick you up."

The smile on his face is still as noble and just right as the medieval British aristocracy.

The expression on Li Qingning's face looks a little cramped. She's not sure if the hug was just seen by Lan Qing, and she doesn't know if his smile only hides a little burning anger.

She began to know a little about this man. He was the kind of man who could never guess his mind. He could take a revolver out of his trousers with a smile. Then he gently pulled the trigger at other people's temples.

"Well... I'm just going back." She tried to look relaxed, but there was still something unnatural in her expression.

Lan Qing gave her a gentle smile, raised his head and put his eyes on Yi Zihang. With a trace of radian in the corner of his mouth, he said faintly: "this gentleman, we meet again."

Yi Zihang nodded politely and returned with a smile.

Li Qingning seemed to smell a breath of danger, and the smell of gun fire was diffused in the hot sun.

She quickly opened her mouth to ease the atmosphere, looked up at Lan Qing beside her and said, "this is the friend I told you about who is going to study abroad." It's like a rush to get out of the relationship.

"It turns out that he is the well-known president LAN in the business world, but I don't know why you are a little nervous." Yi Zihang has always been smiling in the sunshine, but now with a bit of provocation.

Generally, this is a man's nature. For the opposite sex, especially those with emotional involvement, it is always instinctively hostile.

Lan Qing smiles, looks down at Li Qingning, calmly replies: "of course, Qingning is the most precious in my eyes, of course, we should be careful to protect it."

When he looked at her, even the cold and tight lines on his face softened.

Yi Zihang's eyes swept his arm on Li Qingning's shoulder. Looking at her leaning in his arms, he knew in his heart that he had lost completely.

He deliberately turned a blind eye to the broken voice somewhere in his heart and looked at them with a smile. The sun merged their shadows.

"Qingning, seeing someone taking care of you, my friend is relieved. I wish you happiness. I'll go first."

Finish saying, he orchid Qing toward he lightly nodded, haven't waited for Li Qing Ning to have a reaction, then turn around to leave first, leave a back figure, overflow in oneself heart, turn over the emotion of surge from the eye overflow to leave before.

He thought, maybe some emotions are destined to be buried in the years.

His back looks lonely.

"Lan Qing, I..." looking at his back disappearing in the crowd, Li Qingning seemed to think of something, and quickly raised his head to explain.

Lan Qing lowered his head, looked at her, mouth with a gentle arc, said: "where do you want to go next?"

"Ah?" Li Qingning's tone was full of surprise. He looked very normal, as if nothing had happened, but he should have seen the hug just now.

In this way, she felt even more uneasy.

"Don't you want to ask, just..." she hesitated to say her question.

However, Lan Qing laughed and said, "Li Qingning, I don't want you to think I'm a mean person. As long as you say it, I believe you. Moreover, I'm very confident in myself." Say, the facial expression that shows proud Jiao on the face.

She just let down her heart a little and let out a sigh of relief in her heart. The expression with a little tension on her face just eased down.

"Do you want to go shopping?" He hugged her to the side of the car, and kindly helped her open the door.

He took a long step and sat in the black Bentley. "Mrs. LAN, today I'm your personal driver and personal assistant. Where do you want to go first?"

Looking at his serious expression, she couldn't help laughing. He stretched out his little hand and covered it with his hand holding the steering wheel. At the moment, there was a trace of warmth in his normal hands, "Lan Qing, thank you for believing me."

"When two people are together, the most important thing is not trust? Li Qingning, no matter what happens, I have confidence in you and you have to have confidence in me, you know? " He said as he started the car and focused on the front.

Li Qingning nodded to her with a smile, just like a clever little girl. His eyebrows were dyed with a smile, and he rubbed her head with one hand.

She never thought that when she came to this top shopping mall like a private wardrobe for the third time, she was with Lan Qing.

Along the way, she received the gaze from all sides, which was different from the past, respectful but with all kinds of other emotions, and kept falling on her and scanning her.

Lan Qing is always holding her hand tightly, his palm is dry and warm, with a strong power to make people feel at ease.

Walking with him in the shopping mall, Li Qing Ning always has a feeling of living in Paris's love movies. The air is flowing with the Chanel's eternal perfume No. five. The classic Baroque architecture in the mall is surrounded by famous logo letters of various brands.

Holding hands, the two of them glide past the logos with a strong sense of luxury. With Lan Qing beside them, they always feel that they have more confidence in themselves.

Looking at his tall and handsome back, her heart is filled with something. Occasionally, there are shopping bags with famous brand logo around them. Fashionable rich ladies pass by them in twos and threes, casting envious eyes at her. Those eyes are hot and strong, just like boiling hot pot red soup.

When the salesmen at the famous brand counter saw Lan Qing's figure, they looked like a group of Bulldogs with chicken blood. After more than ten meters, they were ready to open the door and rush out, surrounded by Lan Qing and Li Qingning. Then he served tea and water, took product brochures, and was in a hurry, but all at once.

Li Qingning is like a fox pretending to be a tiger, enjoying the preferential treatment of Lan Qing. Of course, their focus is still on Lan Qing, who is famous for shopping with her, but she is like a little assistant, forgotten in the wind.