The smile on Lu Yunzheng's face froze instantly, and then it tightened up little by little, and a little panic appeared between his eyebrows.

It was just such a small action, in Wen Qiao's opinion, he was empty-hearted.

Lu Yunzheng is used to gags, what ex?

He saw Wen Qiao staring at him for a moment, his sharp eyes were about to see the bottom of his heart, and said dryly: Wife, I don't remember that I had an ex.

He really didn't know. Who is this woman on the phone, when did she add it, anyway, it was muddy at that time, there were indeed a lot of friends added on the phone, and there were many groups, and I don't know who took the lead in pulling it in, and then the list expanded.

But he really didn't tease those people much, most of them sent them, he replied with two sentences when he was in a good mood, and dragged him into the blacklist when he was in a bad mood.

Although Lu Yunzheng is a complete prodigal son in the love field, his standards are quite high, those women who take the initiative to add him or expand the list. The purpose is too strong, either trying to make him live well, or trying to make his money, this kind of quick success makes him uncomfortable.

Therefore, he thinks that his predecessor's management is quite in place, except for Fan Minmin, a crazy woman, no one dares to come to him to make trouble.

Wen Qiao couldn't help but feel a little encircled when he saw that he was a duck with a dead mouth and a hard mouth. He tried his best to tease her for a moment.

Tricks, gags, and a moment of hanging.

Wen Qiao directly unlocked his phone and opened the WeChat of the woman Crush, but he didn't expect the woman to send two new messages.

Crush: Or Blue Ocean International Hotel, room 629 is waiting for you.

Crush: See you or break up, kisses.

Lu Yunzheng watched Wen Qiao find an ambiguous text message from a woman on his mobile phone, and stood up excitedly, his face was frightened, and his whole face turned green.

Wen Qiao didn't expect him to react so emotionally, I saw that he couldn't wait to throw his phone out, who the is this, deliberately hurt me, right?

Lu Yunzheng's face turned white and his eyes widened, if it weren't for the narrow seat. He jumped on his desk, for fear of being implicated by his phone.

Wife, this absolutely, I don't know her. Fool it.

Wen Qiao replied lightly, maybe.

Lu Yunzheng saw that Wen Qiao was not interested, and suddenly panicked, wife, are you angry?

Wen Qiao locked the phone, put it on the desktop in front of him, and said in an indifferent tone: You don't know, I have nothing to be angry about.

Lu Yunzheng stood for a while, realizing that he was a little stupid, and the parents around him frequently cast inquiring glances because of his excited reaction, he quickly sat down and posted some to Wen Qiao, wife, I really don't know her. I'll delete it now.

Well. Delete it. Wen Qiao glanced at him, Blue Ocean International Hotel, baby I still miss you. Room 629 is gone.

Wen Qiao said nonchalantly: Lu Yunzheng, I really didn't see it, you didn't have to accept the peacock opening behavior when you arrived in Hong Kong City.

It's okay to lose his temper, Lu Yunzheng is most afraid of Wen Qiao's cynical attitude. It was as if it had bitten him.

Do you still have five hundred of these treasures on your phone? Wen Qiaoyin's swishing voice said: Five hundred are reluctant to be deleted, and you plan to keep them for the New Year?

Lu Yunzheng was trembling by Wen Qiao's eyes, he had never felt this kind of fear, like a small insect eating the meat of his heart.

He took Wen Qiao's hand and explained: Wife. I've been wronged, I've never been in touch.

He was just about to press the delete button, but he felt that it was quite shameless to delete it like this, and it might have confirmed the stupid behavior in Wen Qiao's heart, so he thought he was smart and sent a message to the past.

Lu: Who are you?

Crush seemed to be waiting for his message and replied quickly.

Crush: Baby, I'm so sad. Don't you want to relive your old relationship with me?

Lu Yunzheng: ...... How the grass gets darker and darker.

The tip of his tongue was against his mouth, stunned for a long time, and swore to Wen Qiao, the conscience of heaven and earth, I really don't know her.

Wen Qiao didn't say much, it wasn't her. And what about the five hundred treasures on your list?

Where?

Wen Qiao clicked on his list, just the names starting with the word A, there were dozens of people. Lu Yunzheng closed his eyes, blaming himself for being stupid.

But what can you do with Gaduga? Anyway, he hadn't been contacted, and he didn't bother to clean up, which was good, he began to delete contacts under Wen Qiao's gaze.

Lu Yunzheng, the prodigal son of the love field, regretted it extremely at this moment, what did he do when he expanded the list, but now it hurts to delete it, and he thinks about why WeChat can't select all of them with one click, he is almost crying.

He deleted a series of Anna Angela Ann can be post. Suddenly stopped, looked at Wen Qiao, wife, I have a question.

Wincho raised an eyebrow. Say.

Lu Yunzheng put his phone on the desktop and moved his thumb, wife, isn't it interesting for me to delete it alone?

Wen Qiao looked at him: Do you want me to buy you a thousand firecrackers to celebrate?

Lu Yunzheng lowered his eyelids,...... Never mind.

He deleted it by himself, Wen Qiao picked up his mobile phone, opened WeChat and handed it to him, Lu Yunzheng glanced at it. One took the phone.

Wen Qiao's contact interface is very clean, and the classification is also very neat, how to say, everyone on her WeChat has notes. And at a glance, a total of dozens of people are relatives and friends that Lu Yunzheng knows.

Lu Yunzheng seemed to find fault, clicked on Shi'an's WeChat and Wen Yu's, and boldly tempted: These two, or you will delete them with me.

Wen Qiao's eyes were biased towards him, and Lu Yunzheng found that after dating Wen Qiao, he didn't know when there was something called confession.

He chuckled and continued to delete his friends playfully.

It was so stupid that he cursed inwardly countless times to make him know who that man named Cursh was, and he had to kick her twice.

He deleted it for a while, and saw Wen Qiao fiddling with his phone, raised his eyebrows, and carefully pasted it, what are you doing?

He saw Wen Qiao's phone stop fiddling on the Weibo interface.

Wen Qiao said: A blogger named Riding the Wind and the Moon is doing a lottery, I will forward it to try. After speaking. Wen Qiao realized that it was Lu Yunzheng who was talking to her, and she glanced at him expressionlessly.

Lu Yunzheng reluctantly leaned back, feeling heavy, and saw Wen Qiao finish fiddling with it after a while. I posted it again and asked: Are we pregnant these months?

Wincho refused emotionlessly: no.

Lu Yunzheng's mood was so bad that he was home.

In the second half of the parent-teacher meeting, Lu Yunzheng completely lost the excitement of the first half, fiddling with his mobile phone in frustration, and even the teacher praised Xingyu several times without reacting.

The teacher paid attention to Lu Yunzheng several times. Suddenly smiled and said: He Xingyu's parents, you can't play with your mobile phone during class time.

Lu Yunzheng didn't hear it at all, lowered his head and made small movements in the desk as if he was a child in school.

Wen Qiao slapped him with his elbow and reminded him with a red face: The teacher called you.

Lu Yunzheng looked up at the podium blankly, collided with the teacher's gaze, and smiled: Teacher, I didn't play with my phone, I was writing down what you said.

The teacher also laughed, Wen Qiao glanced at him, and admired Lu Yunzheng's ability to open his eyes and say nonsense without blushing at all.

Since the teacher's roll call, he has become even more unscrupulous, simply putting his phone on the table and deleting contacts one by one.

When the parent-teacher meeting ended, there was a lot of noise in the classroom, and Lu Yunzheng's hands were numb.

As soon as he stood up, intending to move his muscles, he heard Wen Qiao come up to him and say, "Let's go."

Lu Yunzheng looked at Wen Qiao inexplicably, always feeling that something bad was about to happen.

Wen Qiao smiled, go to the Blue Ocean International Hotel, see your old friend, how do you plan to relive the old relationship with you?