Chapter 2: God and the Ants

After the phone was abruptly hung up, Shang Feiwu held his forehead, and his head ached faintly.

Lu Yiyou didn't even want to touch himself, and even brought other women back on the wedding night, would he go back to the door banquet?

But she knew that if Lu Yiyou didn't show up at tonight's homecoming banquet, her stepmother Cheng Manjiao would really let herself be finished.

Distraught, she walked out of the guest room, scribbling on a champagne-colored silk pajamas, revealing her delicate bumpy figure.

She was going to ask the nanny about Lu Yiyou's itinerary today, but as soon as she stopped at the handrail, she saw Lu Yiyou sitting in the living room drinking tea as if nothing had happened.

He heard the footsteps upstairs, so he raised his head from the smoke, a handsome face looked fairy fluttering in the fog, Shang Feiwu even panicked for a moment, and only realized after a while, wake up, Shang Feiwu, he is the unruly wind, and you are an impermeable wall, this handsome man is hating you to death at the moment.

Lu Yiyou squinted his eyes and looked up at the woman by the armrest from the living room, clear and white, uneven, and he could even feel the heat of his male hormones.

Shang Feiwu went downstairs step by step with the heroic spirit of becoming a benevolent person if he didn't succeed, and stood in front of Lu Yiyou flutteringly, a little hesitant, but still asked tentatively: "You, can you go to the dinner with me at seven o'clock tonight?" ”

Lu Yiyou took a sip of the dragon well lightly and asked casually, "What dinner?" ”

"Go back, go back to the feast."

Lu Yiyou was stunned for a moment, as if he was surprised by the other party's unreasonable request, he chuckled, but without emotion, "You seem to have forgotten, I didn't admit it, you are my wife." ”

His eyes were as deep as the sea biting the timidity in her tone, his wife couldn't talk about it, where did he come to the door for the banquet?

This was an obvious refusal, he put down the tea in his hand, got up to leave, and commanded his subordinates: "Spill." ”

"But, but this is the tea you just made..."Aunt Zhang hesitated.

His tone was cold, and he didn't look back, "It's splashed, I'm not interested." ”

Shang Feiwu was thin-skinned, but when he thought of Cheng Manjiao, he had to step forward and hurriedly grabbed his palm, "I'm willing to exchange!" ”

Lu Yiyou felt the sudden coldness in the palm of his hand, and turned back a little stunned, and then his tone changed to curiosity, "Oh? Exchange? What do you think is something that appeals to me? ”

Between them, one is God and the other is an ant, what can balance offset?

"Me, my first night." She was a little embarrassed but wanted to pretend to be fearless and said, "There are so many women you meet outside, many of them are not..."

Lu Yiyou raised his eyebrows with interest, looking at her blushing little face, he felt a little ignorant and cute in his sluggishness.

She hurriedly explained, "I mean, there shouldn't be many more chicks......

This sentence made Lu Yiyou laugh a lot, as long as he Lu Yiyou thought, a chick of a different style for one night, and a chick without duplication for three hundred and sixty-five days and a year.

What's more, she is his wife, isn't it her duty to let him sleep?

But at this moment, the slightly cool palm holding his hand, her delicate and clear posture, and her flushed face made him a little interested.

When he was interested, he was always casual, "Go back to the banquet? I'll go with you, but you have to remember what you said. ”