"Monkey Movers."

Lu Yancheng's eyes changed slightly, and he smiled wryly, and his slender fingers tapped the tip of her nose.

"What then?"

"Indifferent, my wife ran away."

Wen Yao looked at Lu Yancheng in front of him, and when he heard his words, he really felt unbelievable.

Damn, this man is really crazy, isn't he?!

In the next second, the engine started and the Cayenne hit the road.

Not far from the second floor, there was a pair of eyes staring at her, holding her mobile phone and making calls.

"Yiling, I saw it, Wen Yao got into Mr. Lu's car!"

"I don't know what method she used to coax Mr. Lu and let him drive over to pick her up in person!"

"They were talking in the car for a while, and I couldn't see it clearly!"

"However, it seems that she is seducing Mr. Lu, hugging and hugging him, Qingqing and me!"

……

Biluo Community.

Wen Miao didn't want to be in the same room as Lu Yancheng, but the apartment was just a little place.

She simply ran to the balcony and pretended to find something to do in front of these flowers and plants.

The silver-gray Cayenne, even in the dim light, still shines, and it is so out of place in this old community.

Yes.

If it is not a world, how can it be integrated?

Just like them, it's the difference between cloud and mud.

She once stepped into his world, wasted five years, and realized that every minute they spent together was her wishful thinking.

"Don't do it, I'll make you bald if I do it again."

Grandma entered the balcony, angry and funny, and gently patted the back of Wen Yao's hand.

Wen Miao looked at the green leaves in his hand and was speechless for a while.

"Girl, you still raise your noble hand, let go of your grandmother's flowers and plants, and let your husband go!"

Grandma said as she gently pushed Wen Yao.

"Let's go, don't mess around on the balcony."

Wen Yao was pushed in from the balcony by her grandmother and faced Lu Yancheng.

"I'll go to the kitchen and look at the soup." The words fell, and Grandma entered the kitchen.

Wen Yao wanted to bypass Lu Yancheng, but he grabbed his wrist and pressed his thin waist.

"What do you want to do? Lu Yancheng, after eating this meal, leave my house immediately! ”

Wen Miao was worried that her grandmother would hear it, so she said very quietly, but whether it was her expression or tone, she was full of resistance.

Lu Yancheng leaned over, the tip of his nose against hers.

"Aren't you trying to get me?"

"I volunteered to deliver it to the door."

Wen Yao: "??? ”

She kept an eye on the direction of the kitchen as she wrestled his hand as she tried to break him away.

"Lu Yancheng, let go of me!"

He looked at her angry and anxious look, and did not mean to let go at all, but looked at him with a smile.

"You madman! Grandma will see! ”

Wen Yao's range of action did not dare to be too large, the apartment was very small, and the sound insulation effect was not good.

He leaned close to her handsomely, his usual cold facial expression changed because of her, the corners of his lips curled, and he smiled wickedly.

"My aunt wants me to let go?"

Wen Miao knotted, "You asked knowingly!" ”

"Shout husband, listen."

I haven't listened to it for a long time, and I miss it very much.

In the past, every time he appeared in front of her, she would always call "husband" softly.

But now, it is either the "Mr. Lu" who is full of alienation, or he calls his full name.

Wen Yao's eyes widened angrily, he didn't expect him to make such an unreasonable request.

"Don't dream!"

At this time, my grandmother's voice came......

"Auntie, Ah Yan, hurry up and sit down, the soup is ready, grandma brings it out, and we will have dinner!"

"Okay."

While Wen Miao responded, he struggled hard, trying to break free of his shackles! But he didn't move!

She had no choice but to grit her teeth and squeeze out those two words.

"Old, male."

Even though it was as thin as a mosquito and extremely stiff, he was still very satisfied with it.

He pressed her little head, kissed her on the lips, and responded, "Well, my husband is here." ”

The moment he let go of his hand, Wen Miao hurriedly took a few steps back, and while keeping a distance from him, he walked towards the restaurant.

It just so happened that my grandmother came out of the kitchen.

"Where are you doing? Sit down! ”

Dinner, delicious meals.

Wen Miao was a little unate.

What made her feel unbelievable was that Lu Yancheng, a man who has always been noble, was actually peeling shrimp for her?

In the past, in the Lu family, Jiang Ya always asked her to peel all the shrimp for him in advance.

Jiang Ya would say arrogantly every time-

"Ah Yan's hands are used to guide the country, not to peel shrimp with soup! How much is your hand worth? ”

"It's your honor to be able to peel shrimp for him, and it's also your duty! You really don't look like a good helper at all! ”

The sharp and piercing voice, every word was pierced in Wen Yao's heart.

Thinking of this, she sneered, buried her head low, and took a few bites of food.

"That's enough." Wen Miao stopped it.