​Contract sweet love: wife hard to pursue

Zhou Bojian's lips moved, "but Qingqing hasn't married you yet. Don't you think it will affect her reputation to take her home like this?"

In his heart, Zhou Bojian doesn't want Rui Qingqing to follow Yuan Haowen, so even though he knows how awkward his reason is, he still wants to say it.

"Don't worry about this. I will protect my woman." Yuan Haowen said coldly, and lifted Rui Qingqing's broken hair behind his ears.

"Qingqing is also my friend. Naturally, I should care about her." Zhou Bojian stood in front of Yuan Haowen.

"Joke! No one dares to stop who Yuan Haowen wants to take. " Yuan Haowen's momentum cooled down with great displeasure.

Seeing that Yuan Haowen was about to take Rui Qingqing away, Zhou Bojian was worried. "Qingqing is not your property. You should ask her for advice."

Originally, Zhou Bojian thought that Yuan Haowen would ignore his words. After all, he was such a proud man.

However, the result was beyond Zhou Bojian's expectation. After a pause, Yuan Haowen finally stopped.

Looking at Rui Qingqing beside him, Yuan Haowen thought deeply.

"Qingqing, would you like to go home with me?" Yuan Haowen Leng for a while, or asked the export, with a trace of caution.

This is his "at most, we use each other for mutual benefit." Rui Qingqing takes advantage of the fact that Yuan Haowen stops, pushes Yuan Haowen away and takes a few steps back before stopping.

"Use each other?" Yuan Haowen murmured a few times. It's true that this was what he said at the beginning, but now it sounds that Yuan Haowen's heart is very uncomfortable.

Under the pressure of heart palpitation, Yuan Haowen snorted coldly, "since you said to use each other, then you just used me, as a return gift, should you also be used by me once?" Yuan Haowen looks at Rui Qingqing with a smile.

Rui Qingqing lost her voice for a moment. It's true that she didn't do it well today. Rui Qingqing lowered her head, thinking.

Yuan Haowen holds his hand in his spare time and looks at Rui Qingqing. The smile on his lips is deeper and deeper, with a hint of conspiracy.