Chapter 17: Are You Looking for Death?!
"Huh? Few...... Young lady? Zhao Ping, who was sitting in the front, thought that the president of his family had caught a fan, but he didn't expect it to be Mo Yihan.
But she's dressed like this...... What's going on?
"Hello." Mo Yihan greeted Zhao Ping.
"You...... Hello......" Zhao Ping replied in a daze.
When did the young lady of his family become so amiable?
"Take your clothes off!" Seeing that Mo Yihan still dared to smile with someone, Lu Jingyan gritted his teeth and said.
"Why? This dress looks good, why take it off? Mo Yihan refused.
"Take it off if you want to take it off!" Lu Jingyan said coldly.
"I don't take it off! If you have the ability, you can take it off for me yourself. Mo Yihan was triumphant.
“……”
Lu Jingyan's face sank instantly, and the air pressure in the car also dropped several degrees.
Zhao Ping swallowed his saliva, always feeling that his young lady was on the verge of death.
However, the young lady of his family is wearing a president support shirt, a president support headband, and a president sticker on her face is really cute.
Lu Jingyan took a deep breath, tried to suppress the emotions surging in his heart, and then really took matters into his own hands, directly tearing off the stickers on Mo Yihan's face, pulling out the headband on her head, and even taking off the clothes.
"Hey, Lu Jingyan, there are still outsiders here, even if you can't bear it, you can't attack me in public, why don't we go home and talk about it, close the door and I'll let you get rid of it?" Mo Yihan struggled, but did not forget to flirt.
Ahem!!
Zhao Ping, who was sitting in the front, felt that he was about to be suffocated.
Today's young lady is really very! No! One! Shape!
But he loved it!
"Mo Yihan!" Lu Jingyan's last trace of patience was also exhausted by Mo Yihan, pulling the T-shirt in his hand and glaring at him viciously.
"Okay, if you like this dress so much, you can give it to you, I still have socks anyway." After Mo Yihan finished speaking, he took off his shoes, and a picture of Lu Jingyan was suddenly printed on the instep of his foot.
Burst!
This time, Zhao Ping really couldn't hold back.
"Mo Yihan, are you looking for death?!" Lu Jingyan's face turned blue and white for a while, and he grabbed Mo Yihan's hand, looking like he wanted to tear her apart.
"Oh, you've got my hands, they're bleeding." Seeing that Lu Jingyan was really angry, Mo Yihan didn't dare to make any more trouble, so he only cried and said.
Lu Jingyan: "......"
Lu Jingyan's face was gloomy, and he stared at Mo Yihan for a moment.
"Look, it's really bleeding, you left after kissing that night, and you pushed me on the glass slag, even if the two of us are husband and wife, you can't be so open-minded and hooligan, right?" Mo Yihan stretched out his hand in front of Lu Jingyan, and the gauze was indeed stained red with blood.
But what frightened Zhao Ping the most was not that Mo Yihan's hand was injured, but that she said that the president of his family kissed her?!
Damn, what kind of development is this?!
Isn't the president already determined to divorce her?
Why are you still kissing?
"Shut up!" Lu Jingyan gritted his teeth and let go of her hand directly, otherwise he was afraid that he would not be able to help but strangle her.
"Do you dare to admit it? I didn't even say anything about you, but you yelled first. Mo Yihan whispered, and then lowered his head to pound the gauze on his hand.
"Mo Yihan, are you a fool for me? Even if you hurt your hand that day, how can you still tear the wound so easily after all this time? Lu Jingyan said in a deep voice.
That's just her way!