Author: Northern Tang Tang

Lu Wenqian was wearing a white pullover sweater with black casual pants underneath, and simply leaned against the head of the bed. Under the mist of the sunset, he looked a little lazy.

He heard the movement, lifted his eyelids, glanced at Chu Yanxi, and then turned his gaze back to his phone.

"I'm not hungry." A cold and indifferent voice.

Chu Yanxi came over like a pug who was pleasing to his master, squatted down beside the bed, looked up at Lu Wenqian's face, and then pushed the cake in front of him, and squeezed away the original phone.

"I'm sure you like my new and improved formula!" Chu Yanxi's eyes narrowed into a slit.

Lu Wenqian stared at the cake with an expressionless face, but in his mind was Chu Yanxi and Zhou Jinyu laughing and making fun of each other. By the way, he looked at the cake with a little more resentment.

"Don't eat, take it away." A sound that was so cold that it was almost desolate.

Not only did Chu Yanxi not retreat, but instead approached the front: "Just take a bite, I've been busy for most of the day."

"I've been busy for most of the time?" Lu Wenqian snorted coldly.

She is busy chatting and laughing with others!

"Brother Wen Qian, are you... angry?" Chu Yanxi opened his eyes wide and brought his face closer.

There is only one cake between the two people's faces.

"No." Lu Wenqian leaned back, leaned directly on the head of the bed, and distanced himself from Chu Yanxi.

Chu Yanxi grinned and put the cake directly on the bedside table. He climbed onto Lu Wenqian with his hands and feet, and sat across his thighs.

"But, you are different from usual." Chu Yanxi said, leaning forward, his little head almost touching Lu Wenqian's head.

Lu Wenqian frowned, and a strange feeling spread throughout his body: "Go down, what does it look like to sit on a man like this!"

"I didn't sit on another man, I was sitting on my future husband. What's wrong with it?" Chu Yanxi smiled "shamelessly".

She just sluts with Lu Wenqian to the end. Whether he likes her or not, she has agreed to marry her in five years, and he can't escape even if he wants to.

"Chu Yanxi, does your skin grow as you age?" Lu Wenqian looked stern, but his tone was obviously relieved.

I have to say that the word "husband" is still very lethal to Lu Wenqian.

"I'm right, sooner or later, you are my husband. Why don't I exercise my power in advance? Besides, I have to wait another five years, at least 1,826 days. If I don't take any more damage for that long, wouldn't I lose money if I don't take any more money?" Chu Yanxi said with confidence.

"What kind of fallacy are you?" Lu Wenqian said, his big hand reached directly under the little girl's armpit, lifted the person off him, and threw it "ruthlessly" onto the big bed next to him.

Before Lu Wenqian could "stagnate", Chu Yanxi crawled over again, sticking to Lu Wenqian like a sticky ball.

She hugged Lu Wenqian's thighs coquettishly and pressed her little face against the outside of his thighs: "Brother Wenqian, don't be angry, okay?"

"Who said I was angry?" Lu Wenqian lowered his eyes and looked at the 'dog skin plaster' that was pressed against him.

"You said it yourself, it's written on your forehead!" Chu Yanxi looked up and smiled at Lu Wenqian cunningly, "Brother Wenqian, are you watching me play with Zhou Jinyu and I be jealous?"
Chapter completed!