Ji Xingchen's head exploded with a "boom".

Because I like you, wife.

Lu Yanbei's last wife's cry was lingering and compassionate, and it seemed that he really loved her.

However, Ji Xingchen only roared for a moment, and then immediately calmed down.

Lu Yanbei, a hypocritical hypocrite, is bad and ruffian in his bones.

Essentially a bastard.

How can he take what he says seriously?

The corners of Ji Xingchen's lips hooked up a very shallow arc, and he didn't know whether to ridicule or laugh at himself: "This kind of thing, Young Master Lu, let's keep it for deceiving ghosts." ”

Lu Yanbei looked at her with low eyes, as if he had known that she would not believe herself, his eyebrows were slightly sunken, but he didn't say much.

Slowly loosening the shackles on her, she took two steps back.

The tip of his tongue touched the position that was bitten by her, and said lightly: "Don't talk about yourself like that, it's not a shame to be liked." ”

Ji Xingchen glanced at him strangely, turned around and opened the door of the lounge, and continued to stay here, she was afraid that she would be eaten and wiped clean again.

The moment she walked out, her fox eyes narrowed slightly, and she quickly turned around and kicked Lu Yanbei's calf violently.

She used hard force with this kick, Lu Yanbei snorted in pain, bent down slightly, and his facial features were twisted together.

Ji Xingchen showed a triumphant smile, pursed his mouth, and looked at the man's place: "Young Master Lu, if you do it against me again next time, it will be you who kick it." ”

After saying that, she left in style.

Lu Yanbei looked at the woman's disappearing figure, his eyebrows slightly raised.

After Ji Xingchen went out, he called Ni Wen.

It was very fast.

Ni asked, "Miss, is the exhibition going well today?" ”

Ji Xingchen: "Why didn't you come?" ”

Ni asked: "Didn't I let my brother be plenipotentiary, I went to the province for some business today, and I can't go back in time, I look at your paintings every day, and it makes no difference whether I go to the exhibition hall or not." ”

Ji Xingchen snorted arrogantly: "The exhibition hall looks the same as you watch it on the screen?" ”

Ni Wen smiled and said: "It's different, how can it be the same, there will be more opportunities to hold exhibitions in the future, and I promise that I will never be absent in the future." ”

"That's pretty much it." Ji Xingchen said.

Ni asked, "I heard that Tang Yi also went?" ”

Ji Xingchen raised his eyebrows: "You are quite well-informed." ”

"That's it." Ni asked with pride: "He didn't quarrel with the one in your family?" ”

Ji Xingchen paused, wanting to say that the two of them had done enough on the surface, but he was the one who suffered.

There is still the touch of being kissed by Lu Yanbei on his lips.

She snorted coldly: "Two smiling tigers, they can only make small moves secretly, how can they quarrel in public." ”

Ni Wen nodded: "That's true, but this exhibition is thanks to your family, you usually always say that the marriage between the two of you is formalism, in fact, I think Lu Yanbei cares about you." ”

In just one sentence, Ji Xingchen quickly grasped the point, "What did you say?" What does this exhibition have to do with Lu Yanbei? ”

Ni asked, "Don't you know?" This exhibition was discussed by Mr. Lu with the general manager. ”

Ji Xingchen: "...... You repeat. ”

"Mr. Lu contacted me once before and asked me what you thought, and I said that you also want to hold an art exhibition, and the person in charge of the art exhibition contacted me not long after." Ni Wen explained.

Ji Xingchen was silent for a moment, and asked with a complicated expression: "Why didn't you tell me before." ”

Ni asked, "I thought you knew!" ”

“…… Goodbye, friends. ”

"Oh, wait! Feed? Feed?? Ni asked and wiped his sweat, how can he say that he will hang it.

The sky is getting dark, and many people are leaving the exhibition hall one after another.

Ji Xingchen got into the car full of questions.

As soon as the front foot entered, Lu Yanbei followed the back foot.

Ji Xingchen frowned and said, "Who let you get in the car." ”

Lu Yanbei dusted off the wrinkled corners of his clothes and said calmly: "I didn't drive, borrow my wife's car, it's not too much." ”

Ji Xingchen rolled his eyes and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

The red Martha galloped all the way, and the lights outside the car window were bright and green, reflecting the drunken city.

The atmosphere in the car is silent.

When waiting for the traffic light, Lu Yan looked at Ji Xingchen with his eyes.

The breeze was blowing outside the car window, and he suddenly spoke: "Ji Xingchen." ”

Ji Xingchen held the steering wheel, and there were two battery cars rushing at the traffic light intersection, and she was forced to wait there.

The tone was impatient: "If there is a fart, let it go." ”

"I said I like you, not a joke."

The man's low and cold voice rang in his ears, and Ji Xingchen's heart, which was disturbed by the cool breeze, was in turmoil.

The fingertips holding the steering wheel are subconsciously clenched.

The two battery cars blocking the road have already ridden away, and a driver behind them honked his horn to urge.

Ji Xingchen regained his restless heart, stepped on the accelerator, and the car was speeding on the road.

Until the car drove back to Lu's house, no one said a word during the period.

It seems that the confession just now, which I don't know whether it is true or not, has long been gone with the wind, and no one has taken it seriously.

Ji Xingchen walked straight home, Lu Yanbei followed behind, the man was tall and had long legs, and he followed her in two steps.

Lu Yanbei put his hands in his pockets, raised his eyes and glanced at the stars in the sky, only to feel that tonight was exceptionally bright.

But none of them shone on him.

He stood at the door and watched Ji Xingchen walk in, half of his body hidden in the darkness.

Suddenly, the lights suddenly lit up in front of me.

Ji Xingchen's impatient voice sounded.

"Why don't you come in and do anything, the pestle is at the door."

Lu Yanbei paused, and then walked inside.

The knobby fingers lifted the gold-rimmed frame, and the corners of his lips were bent slightly.

Ji Xingchen sat on the sofa with his hands folded, looking vigilant.

Those fox eyes were proud and bright.

She snorted and said, "Thank you for holding the exhibition, Ni Wen told me." ”

It was rare to hear Miss Ji thank you, Lu Yanbei felt strange, "It's only verbal." ”

Ji Xingchen narrowed his eyes: "Otherwise? Could it be that you still want me to kneel and knock for you. ”

Lu Yanbei saw her pretending to be fierce, and inexplicably felt a little cute, so he couldn't help but smile.

Ji Xingchen suddenly frowned: "What are you laughing at?" You don't really want me to kneel down and thank you, do you? I said, it's just an art exhibition, and I didn't ask you to help me, you volunteered! You ......"

"Wash and sleep." The man interrupted her softly.

Ji Xingchen raised his eyes, and the tails of his narrow eyes were rounded out in surprise: "Huh? ”

Lu Yanbei's thin lips hooked slightly, and he reached out and rubbed the hair on the top of her head: "Don't thank me, it's all my husband's business." ”

Ji Xingchen: "......"

She found that he seemed to like to talk about his wife and husband lately.

She pushed his hand away and reminded him, "It's my ex-husband." ”

"We're not leaving."

"If you go to the Civil Affairs Bureau with me now, we can leave now."

Lu Yanbei's peach blossom eyes narrowed, and he bent down and whispered.

"Dreaming."