Chapter Seventy-Seven: I'm Not Hungry
The fingertips were held tightly by An Huaijue's big hand, and even if Lan Weitai wanted to break free, he couldn't do anything. And at this moment, she actually had an idea in her heart that she didn't want to let go.
Could it be because he helped himself so much that he felt a sense of trust in him?
She got goosebumps all over her body.
Shake your head. Impossible, how could she be tempted by An Huaijue? This man is good, but it is definitely not suitable for her.
Speaking of suitable men, the appearance of An San suddenly appeared in her mind, even if she really wants to get married and find someone to make do with, she probably can find someone like An San.
Staying by the king's side and worrying about it all day was not the life she wanted.
The weather at night has begun to gradually get cooler, An Huaijue noticed that the temperature of the body of the person in his arms has begun to drop, and hurriedly draped the coat in his hand on her, and the corners of his mouth under the mask hooked a curvature: "Get in the car, go home and have a good rest." ”
Lan Weiwan nodded.
The word home seems to have a strong attraction, and it has successfully bewitched her heart.
In the car, the driver drove smoothly, Lan Weiwan's eyes fell on An Huaijue's jawline, repeatedly thinking about the appearance of An San seen today, and making comparisons.
The more you look at it, the more it looks.
If they were really the same person, then what was she going to do? An San deceived her, and An Huaijue also deceived her?
Lan Weiwan was stunned, and he didn't expect how he would react for a while. There was a terrible sense of fear in her heart, she wanted to know the truth about this, but she was afraid to know the truth.
She looked at An Huaijue's side face and swallowed her saliva, but she didn't know that everything she did was seen by An Huaijue, the corners of the other party's mouth hooked, and her eyes were full of playful smiles: "We meet every day, haven't you seen enough? Or do you want to see the face under my mask?"
Lan Weiwan instantly cheered up, and there were stars in his eyes: "Is it okay?"
As soon as she took off her mask, she would be able to determine if they were the same person, and she would not need to continue asking or even thinking about how to ask.
An Huaijue remembered that night when Lan Weiwan secretly wanted to take off his mask, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his deep gaze fell on her: "Didn't you say that I have a terrible face under the mask? Are you sure you're not afraid?"
Lan Weiwan took a deep breath.
She said this, but she didn't seem to say it in front of An Huaijue, right? Could it be that An Huaijue planted eyeliner beside her? It seems that you should be more careful when you speak in the future.
Coughing lightly, Lan Weiwan looked embarrassed: "That's all rumors, rumors." But you've never taken off your mask, so it's normal for people to guess like that!"
"Normal?" An Huaijue snorted coldly, and his long legs shifted his position, "Do you think anyone can gossip about me so casually?"
Lan Weiwan was even more embarrassed, not knowing how to answer. That's how the mask was taken off.
I already knew why I couldn't help but look forward to it.
It's just that people have a busy day, and they still take time to visit themselves. It would be too inhumane for her Lan to care about this little thing again.
Relaxed, she had completely forgotten why she was angry to find An San today, and she also forgot how much she complained about An Huaijue.
When he got out of the car, the driver opened the car door for Lan Weiwan, and An Huaijue had already gotten out of the car and walked towards the gate, seemingly without any intention of communicating with her.
Before Lan Weitai could react, a shadow appeared in front of him.
Xu Qianying was wearing an aqua blue pajamas, the familiar excessive texture and decoration surprised Lan Weiwan, the woman came to An Huaijue's side, and looked at him with earnest eyes: "Brother Huaijue, why did you come back? I cooked a meal for you, I heard that you have left the company a long time ago, where did you go? ”
The sweet and greasy voice made Lan Weiwan's stomach, which had not eaten dinner before, throb his stomach, and almost vomited.
Disgusting.
An Huaijue glanced at her, and when he turned around, he saw the hostility emanating from Hao Lan's body, the corners of his mouth smirked, and he deliberately said, "Let's go, I'm just hungry." ”
Are you really going to eat it? Is it because the cook at home is not good, or has he An Huaijue forgotten that he is married? Eat the food that other women cook for him? Do you really take her as the main palace in your eyes?
Obviously, they are just a marriage relationship tied together by contract, but at this moment, Lan Weiwan's heart is a little throbbing.
Tsk, sure enough, men are all the same.
The little affection for him just now was fed to the dog, it's simple.
An Huaijue, you can live with your sister Xu!
Lan Weiwan walked in angrily, took a deep breath, and suppressed the boiling blood in his body.
At the dining table, Xu Qianying was courteous, served dishes to An Huaijue, and interacted with him with various intimacy, although An Huaijue did not respond, but did not refuse.
All this was even more dazzling in Lan Weiwan's eyes.
With a chopstick and a chopstick to put all the food in the bowl into his mouth, Lan Weiwan complained in his heart.
It's not too late to hold back the blue. The man in front of you is just your nominal husband, and he won't live with you for the rest of his life, and you don't have to work hard for him.
"Brother Huaijue, you taste this, I made it for you on purpose. Xu Qianying found that An Huaijue did not refuse as quickly as usual, but began to inch in, and it was almost attached to An Huaijue.
An Huaijue only glanced at the dish handed over by Xu Qianying, and a trace of displeasure flashed in the corner of his eyes.
He was disgusting.
Lan Weiwan gritted his teeth, he couldn't help it, squinted his eyes slightly, and snorted coldly: "Miss Xu, aren't you and An Huaijue childhood sweethearts?"
An Huaijue's eyes lifted slightly, and they lit up.
Where did she know that? Did she go out of her way to investigate his personal habits?
Lan Weiwan's chopsticks stirred in the bowl, and his mind was full of - if I watched you feed him today, I wouldn't be surnamed Lan! Shi can be killed and not humiliated, although it is only a name, but how can it be said that he was cuckolded by another woman in front of him, right?
Today, if you are an unclean, you must give me a cleanliness!
Her eyes gestured to An Huaijue, as if she was waiting for his response.
An Huaijue chuckled lightly and blocked the corners of his slightly raised mouth with his hand: "Yes, I'm clean." I've already eaten outside, you don't waste cooking so many dishes, late, haven't you eaten yet? Why don't you give you all these dishes? ”
"What?" Lan Weiwan blinked, why did the protagonist suddenly become her?
Looking at this table full of dishes, I have to say that although Xu Qianying is a daughter, it can be seen that this skill is hard work, and it must be practiced to chase An Huaijue.
Give her food? really?
Xu Qianying's face turned white when she heard this, her eyes fluttered, and she was so anxious that she kept looking at An Huaijue: "Brother Huaijue, I made these dishes for you, this ......"
"Since you're not hungry, I'll eat. ”