"If you can't be angry, that's even better." Shen Hua looked at him sternly.

Quan Hanting raised his head and drank the remaining wine in the glass, and hummed coldly.

But his expression was slightly loose.

Seeing this, Chen Hua took the initiative to hang into the man's arms and rubbed his face lightly like a kitten.

It is both intimacy and a disguised surrender.

"What did he tell you?" Quan Hanting put down his wine glass and wrapped his arms around the woman's slender waist.

“…must know?”

The man's eyes were suddenly stern: "Tell me."

Seeing Chen Hua's hesitation, Quan Hanting guessed that it would not be a good thing, but he never thought that Song Jing would be so shameless.

He actually blatantly poached him?!

"Damn it! Why did you reply to him?"

Chen Wu: "Of course I just refuse directly."

The man's face was slightly relaxed, and his fingers were restlessly caressing her waist: "How did you refuse?"

Chen Huan talked about the argument of "Old Cabbage Bangzi".

Quan Hanting laughed happily, "Well, it's a good job."

"So can you stop being angry now?"

A trace of unnatural flashed across the man's face after realizing it. He coughed lightly to cover it up and muttered, "I didn't have..."

Shen Wan curled her lips.

snort!

A thing that is right or wrong.

"By the way, how old is the second master? This is the first time I have seen him look so ugly."

“Forty-five.”

Chen Wan couldn't help but gasp.

Quan Hanting: "What's your reaction?"

"Second Master... can't tell at all..." He was a man who was in his fifth place.

Although Song Jing has a Buddhist temperament and looks like an old man who has passed by thousands of sails, his face is gentle and elegant, and the few faint wrinkles not only do not look old, but also add to calmness.

I look like I'm only in my thirties at most, but I didn't expect...

Quan Hanting's face was slightly dark, and a cold snorted from his nostrils floated out of his nostrils, recalling Shen Hua's thoughts floating away.

"It seems that you have a very high opinion of him." His tone was so sour that he had to show a cold and indifferent expression.

Chen Hua felt uncomfortable and deliberately angered him: "The Second Master does look younger than his actual age, and I'm not wrong."

Quan Hanting gritted his teeth: "You said he was young?!"

"It looks like. But..." She smiled and her eyebrows were curved: "No matter how hard she is, she can't compare to you."

If you are teasing, you can't make the lion angry, so as not to get angry.

Sure enough, Quan Hanting was quite satisfied with this statement and praised her: "I am worthy of being my wife, with a vision!"

Chen Huan's mouth twitched.

The boss became narcissistic, but it was really helpless.

However, Quan Hanting's reaction this time seemed to be bigger than ever, why?

I was thinking in my heart, and I couldn't help asking.

The man pondered for a moment, his eyes dimmed a little: "No matter whether Qi Zichen or Chen Qian, I can be calm, but Song Jing is different."

"Where is different?" Chen Hua raised his eyebrows, not surprised that he mentioned the two of them by name, and even his eyes did not fluctuate.

"Well... I have an absolute advantage in the first two, but I'm not sure."

Whether Qi Zichen or Chen Qian, Quan Hanting's own conditions are not worse than these two people, but Song Jing is equal to him, and even more calm and steady because of more than ten years of life experience.

Quan Hanting was confident that he was better than Song Jing at that age, but no matter how powerful he was, he could not match the time.

He and Song Jing were separated by more than ten years.

It is like wine, twenty years of fine wine and forty years of old cellar, the latter is fully fermented and has even more mellow fragrance.

What's more, Song Jing does not look old.

The women who fell in love with him back then caught a lot of them, but now they are even more beautiful in old age.

He runs Paris at night, but never appears in front of the stage. It is one thing that is low-key, and it is the other thing that eliminates women's pursuit.

It can be seen that Song Erye’s charm.

Chen Hua poked his cheek with a funny look: "Godde Sixth Master, don't even have this confidence?"

"It has nothing to do with confidence. I just don't want to bet, especially if I use you as a bet."

A woman's nose is sore, "Silly!"

"My wife, stop seducing people anymore. My heart will sooner or later."

"Idiot! Song Jing is deliberately annoying you, can't you even see this?"

"...But he still danced with you, holding his arms and rubbing his ears." Quan Hanting spoke quietly,

Especially with the hollowing of Chen Hua's dress, Song Jing's hand fell on her waist, which was simply disgusting!

The next second, the man's big palm was held down by her, and the other hand was raised, and he turned into a dancing posture: "Are you ready? Unfortunately, there is no music..."

At the moment when Quan Hanting was stunned, Chen Wan had already moved with him.

"I'll dance with Erma, and now I'll dance with you two, okay?"

"good."

The dimly lit living room has no revolving lanterns and no neon colors.

Even there is no accompaniment music.

A man and a woman step on the same beat and dance the most in line with the most appropriate dance steps.

"No matter how good the second master is, no matter how young he looks, he is not as good as you."

The last spin, Shen Wu sighed softly.

Quan Hanting's eyes were so eccentric that he pushed her on the bar...

Ling Yun came down to drink water, and when he reached the stairs halfway, he was nailed to the spot and could not move.

Ling Yun's pupils tightened, his Adam's apple rolled, and then he ran back like a frightened rabbit, not even drinking water.

This movement naturally disturbed the two of them. Quan Hanting suddenly raised his eyes and looked into the middle of the stairs, and could only capture a afterimage of fleeing in panic.

Chen Hua reacted and pushed the person away: "It's all your fault. You start to touch your hands and feet regardless of the occasion." He was knocked out and was so embarrassed...

Quan Hanting said without saying a word and directly carried the person to his shoulders: "Can I understand that after the occasion is divided, you can touch you? Okay, let's go back to the room and take your time."

"!"

Ling Yun ran back to the room in one breath, his heartbeat thudding.

His cheeks flushed, leaving him at a loss.

The picture I saw just now flashed through my mind, the man was wearing a suit and the woman was wearing a red dress...

At some point, the scene in the dream miraculously coincided with it, and the woman's blurred face gradually turned into a sunny look.

Ling Yun suddenly woke up, as if he was struck by lightning, no...

How could he think of Chen Wan?!

That's my wife!

Oops……

The next day, after Chen Fu was woken up by the biological clock, he slept for an additional hour before he felt like he was back to life.

Last night, Quan Hanting was simply crazy and pestered her over and over again and said, "I love you."

Chen Wan had promised on the phone that if he returned safely, he would say those three words a hundred times.

After so long, she forgot it herself. Unexpectedly, Quan Hanting still remembered it clearly, and demanded it under that circumstances, which made Chen Wan very tired...

"Let go, I'm going to get up."

Quan Hanting refused to let go, bent one arm and pillowed under his head, while the other firmly held the person down.

Chen Wan was annoyed and beat him, but he still didn't move at all.

"Lying down for a while..."
To be continued...