8 When it comes to stand-ins, you are more like

The atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly fell into freezing, the expression on Su Wenqin's face was a little serious, Lin Anan didn't know how to answer in order to please him, and kept thinking about the best answer in his heart.

He suddenly hooked his lips and sneered, "They all say that I am six points similar to him, don't you feel awkward when you live with my brother?"

"When you stare at his face at night, do you remember when I was in bed?" he smiled with a wicked twist.

"No," she shook her head categorically, "I don't have any associations." ”

He slowly leaned forward and approached her little by little, "So he's not my stand-in." ”

There was anger in Lin An'an's eyes, "Wen Xuan treats me very well as a jade, and I have always treated him sincerely, and I have never treated him as a stand-in for anyone." ”

Her tone was sincere, but it was this sincerity that didn't know how to anger Su Wenqin.

"Do you care about him?" he said, his face grim, and his tone tinged with anger.

Lin An'an's breathing suddenly became lighter, "Does this have anything to do with you?"

Su Wenqin's eyes narrowed slightly, "You are now my wife, isn't it okay?"

"I do care about him, if you want to be a stand-in, he was my last husband," Lin An'an's voice was cool, "You are more like." ”

At first, she really wanted to talk to the side that flattered him, but she didn't expect him to start malicious speculation, and she naturally wouldn't let him slaughter him.

He stopped only ten centimeters away from her and stared at her eyes closely, "If you dare to use me as a stand-in for empathy, I will let the Lin family raze to the ground overnight." ”

He held her seven inches to death.

Lin An'an's head trembled, and then he smiled at him, "Who dares to use your Second Young Master Su as a stand-in, now you are my husband." ”

She deliberately bit the word "two" very hard, and her dark eyes looked at him with his ink eyes, as if she didn't admit defeat.

"What a heartless woman," Su Wenqin sneered and raised his hand.

Lin Anan thought he was going to hit him, so he quickly avoided it, the corners of his lips hooked a smile that seemed to be nothing, and his long fingers fell on her sideburns, helping her pin the broken hair behind her ears.

These servants in the house are Xia Ru's eyeliner, and Su Wenqin is close to her in order to avoid unnecessary trouble.

"The heart is here," Lin Anan raised his hand and touched his heart, "Whether you have the ability to live in it depends on you." ”

Su Wen looked at her eyes steadily, and his tone softened, "After living there, I feel uncomfortable." ”

The smile on the corner of Lin An'an's lips froze, and then he also leaned forward, "Why didn't I know you lived in?"

She was only two centimeters away from him, and he could feel the heat from her as she spoke.

He raised his eyebrows slowly, "There used to be a literati who said that the way to a woman's heart is ......" His gaze glanced down, "I've been there." ”

Suddenly, Lin An'an's face was dyed red, her eyes avoided him, fell on the dining table, and then quickly picked up the chopsticks to continue eating.

In terms of cheekiness, she really can't compare to him.

Yu Guang noticed that the servants consciously retreated, and Su Wenqin returned to his cold appearance, turned around to eat, and didn't say a word to her again.

All the exchanges just now are for them to see, anyway, they are far away, and they can't hear what they are talking about, so it is estimated that they are reporting to Xia Ru that the young master and the young lady are flirting in their new home.