Chu Lian stiffened, opened his Ying Ying Xing eyes and looked at the man who exuded cold air opposite.

"What's wrong?"

Chu Lian really didn't understand why He Changdi became nervous when he came back from a trip, and after thinking about it, she didn't mess with him today......

He Changdi, who was sitting straight opposite the big Malaysia Golden Knife, had a cold face and cold eyes, and he stared at his wife who was not sitting in front of him.

Thinking of the scene when she met Xiao Bojian in the Wei Palace, thinking of Xiao Bojian's infatuated eyes when he saw her.

Even though he knew that his wife had already broken off thinking about this "adulterous" husband in his previous life, and even disliked Xiao Bojian a little, he still felt uncomfortable in his heart, as if he had drunk a bottle of vinegar.

knew that it was wrong for him to attribute all this to the innocent Chu Lian, but he just couldn't help but be jealous.

He Changdi clenched the fist that was lightly placed on his knee, turned his head away, and said in a deep voice, "It's okay."

Chu Lian carefully observed his snake 'spirit' sick man, tilted his head, frowned, and after a while, he suddenly laughed, her laughter was crisp, like a silver bell, even the guards outside heard it, and pricked up her ears curiously.

Where did He Saburo think that his wife's suddenly laughing 'flower' branch 'messy' trembled, and in addition to being annoyed, he quickly made a move, and the lightning generally hugged Chu Lian into his arms, and covered her 'seductive' red 'lips' with his big palm.

His eyes narrowed dangerously, and his deep pool-like eyes stared straight at the delicate wife in his arms, as if he wanted to see the bottom of her heart through Chu Lian's clear eyes.

Chu Lian clearly found that the changes in the bottom of his eyes changed from shallow to deep, and finally brought a dangerous momentum that was bound to be obtained.

Being caught in the arms of such a dangerous person, where can she laugh.

She smiled very interestingly, and stared at him pitifully with her moist eyes, as if to say to him, let him spare her a lot.

The corners of He Sanlang's mouth hooked slightly, and the dangerous aura in his eyes was about to overflow, he slowly bent down and approached Chu Lian, and when the two breathed and smelled each other, he slowly let go of the big palm covering Chu Lian's small mouth, and lowered his hoarse voice and said, "It's late!"

After saying that, Chu Lian's red 'lips' were blocked by He Sanlang, and she was allowed to struggle, and He Changdi's powerful arms were just tighter and tighter.

Knowing that this was a domineering guy, Chu Lian later gave up struggling and obeyed his dense and pestering movements.

He gently pried open his teeth, and he caught the softness in his mouth, and was forced to dance with him.

Just for a while, Chu Lian's cheeks and neck were flushed, and her two little shallot-like hands tightly grasped the placket of his 'chest' in front of his 'chest', one black and one white gave people an extreme sense of beauty, and soon Chu Lian's little hands changed from clenching to refusing.

But He Changdi held back his sullen stomach, where could he allow her to retreat, he fixed her soft chime body in his arms, so that she couldn't move, and the 'lips' and tongues were even more unscrupulous violations and teasing'.

When He Changdi finally calmed down the depressed breath in his chest, Chu Lian was let go by him.

It's just that at this time, she was already gasping for breath with a flush on her face.

Chu Lian glared at He Changdi's cold face with resentment, and said angrily: "He Changdi, do you think I really have no temper?"

With Chu Lian's words, He Changdi stiffened, he lowered his eyes and stared at her, with a hint of imperceptible uneasiness in his deep eyes, and he pursed his thin 'lips' that were red because of the 'kiss' he had just kissed.

The apology that came to his lips couldn't be spit out.

Chu Lian took a deep breath, wiped his red and swollen little mouth with a handkerchief, struggled twice before breaking free from He Changdi's arms, and returned to sit opposite him.

She could faintly feel that He Sanlang's 'gloomy' and depressed mood had something to do with Xiao Bojian, and perhaps Xiao Bojian's eyes when he was in the palace looking at her openly and secretly.

But what does all this have to do with her, she is not the Chu Lian she used to be, she has done her best to keep a distance from Xiao Bojian, and it is not her fault that she met Xiao Bojian in the Wei Wangfu today, He Saburo is unreasonable to spill his anger on her.

This matter is his fault, and now he can't say a word of apology, even if he has an arrogant temper, he should distinguish right from wrong!

In the past, He Saburo had a strange temper, and she could tolerate it, but today, she was really angry.

Originally, there were still some things she had to ask him, but now that the two of them are choked, where will they say anything.

In fact, Chu Lian has a docile and kind temper, if it weren't for others taking the initiative to provoke her, she would never be embarrassed, plus she didn't care much about things in the Dawu Dynasty, and her 'sexual' personality was even more sparse and open.

Now He Changdi has made Chu Lian really angry, on the one hand, because Chu Lian cares about him, and on the other hand, He Sanlang is really angry.

Chu Lian leaned on the big pillow, and his apricot eyes, which were always clear and distinct on weekdays, were closed, as if he no longer wanted to look at the man opposite.

In the small carriage, the atmosphere was somber, and the rumbling of the axles of the carriage could be heard quietly.

Chu Lian supported his head with one hand, closed his eyes, and didn't know if he was asleep.

He Changdi stared at her beautiful little face tightly, he had never regretted it in his heart, his fists were loose and tight, and the depression in his 'chest' cavity became more and more tired, and finally the entire 'chest' seemed to be blown up by this depression.

His thin lips furled, he took a deep breath, and was about to say his apology, when the carriage suddenly stopped, and the voice of the coming and outgoing came in.

"The third young master has three 'milks' and 'milks', there is a carriage in front of you that is broken down and the road is blocked. ”

He Changdi's words were interrupted more and more just as he was about to speak, and his face instantly turned black as the bottom of a pot, and he gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words: "Detour!"

After speaking, he raised his eyes to look at Chu Lian opposite, and saw that she was still leaning on the pillow as if nothing had happened, closing her eyes, as if she was asleep.

He Saburo's heart tightened, and his fragile heart seemed to be pinched hard.

I don't know why, the more I heard the voice of my master, I felt a chill on the back of my neck, shrunk my neck, and lifted the reins to order the guards to take a detour.

But before the carriage moved, Lai Yue caught a familiar figure.

His face was bitter, and he guessed in his heart that it was probably the third young master, the three 'milk' and 'milk' couples who were having a temper, but he couldn't pretend not to see the person who got off the carriage in front of him, so he had to speak hard, "Third young master, the second master of the British Mansion is sitting in the carriage." ”

Chu Lian's original father, Chu Qizheng!

The old father-in-law's carriage broke down halfway, and He Changdi couldn't avoid it now.

Although Chu Lian did not have a good life in the British Mansion when she was a girl, after all, Chu Qizheng was also her father and the person who gave her life.

Chu Lian, who closed his eyes and recuperated, also opened his eyes at this time.

She didn't look at He Changdi, turned her head to the people outside and ordered: "Go and ask the second master to take our carriage." ”