Xihe was furious: "Liu Yu, you are crazy!"
The answer was wrong. It was obvious that this guy couldn't stay at all.
In this case, he still dared to go crazy. Xihe really convinced him and held the man's head tightly: "Stop making trouble."
Liu Yu ignored her, stood up with her in his arms, left the cafe, and headed towards the hotel opposite. Everyone was watching them along the way. Xihe buried her head in his arms, so embarrassed that she died of embarrassment.
"Liu Yu, you lunatic, don't force me to beat you!"
"Hitting is for kissing, scolding is for loving, please hit me, my wife."
Liu Yu said shamelessly.
Xihe was speechless and choked. Could it be that the soul has been separated for too long and the spirit has become separated?
This person used to be very shy and would never say such crazy things.
People were coming and going on the street. Xihe was held in Liu Yu's arms, and his slender white thighs still made Yan Zhuang recognize him not far away.
The young man rubbed his eyes in disbelief and confirmed again that the purple bracelet was the one Qi Fan often wore. The young man's face turned dark instantly, and without thinking, he threw away the shopping bag in his hand and ran over.
"Qi Fan!!"
It's a pity that the two of them went in and couldn't hear it at all.
The young man rushed into the hotel, rushed to the elevator regardless of the hotel staff's obstruction, and entered before the elevator door closed.
In the elevator,
Xihe, who was being held by Liu Yu: "..."
The young man stared at Liu Yu with anger in his eyes: "Let go, she is my girlfriend!"
Liu Yu glanced at him lightly,
Then he turned his head, kissed Xihe's face very loudly, and said provocatively: "She is my wife!"
Yan Zhuang's pupils shrank, his hands clenched loudly, and he clenched his cheeks: "You bastard, what are you talking about? She's not married, she's my girlfriend!"
"Qi Fan, come down!"
The air was very quiet. Xihe moved and looked at Liu Yu.
Liu Yu's eyes immediately darkened, wishing he could take back this broken soul now!
A colorless thing.
Hugging Xihe tightly, not allowing her to move.
Xihe immediately shrugged. It wasn't that she didn't work hard enough, it was that they were too nervous.
Just at this moment, the elevator door opened, and Liu Yu strode towards the room with Xihe in his arms. Yan Zhuang was so angry that he hurriedly followed behind. Then the hotel staff looked blankly at the two men and one woman entering the room. Close the door.
Staff: ...Pick up the chin that fell on the floor.
inside the room,
Xihe was still locked tightly in Liu Yu's arms.
He kissed her cheek as if no one else was watching, and called her "wife" and "wife" affectionately. Yan Zhuang clenched his fists, his eyes were red with anger, his lips were pursed tightly, and he stared at them like a self-abuse.
The only thing that made him sad was that Qi Fan didn't avoid the struggle at all.
She fell into the man's arms, gently stroking the young man's hair as if comforting a wounded beast, her eyes were tolerant and gentle... The eyes were too complicated. In addition to feeling uncomfortable, Yan Zhuang also felt sour in his heart. .
Yan Zhuang felt that he was probably crazy.
I don’t know how long it took, but Liu Yu’s mood gradually stabilized.
He glanced at the young man, lowered his head and said to Xihe: "How about I stay with you for another two years? Wait until he grows up before leaving?"
Before Xihe said anything, Yanzhuang became anxious: "What does it mean to grow up? I'm already an adult. Where did you get this crazy thing? Get out of here! I've tolerated you for a long time, don't force me to do anything!"
Xihe suppressed a smile and looked at Liu Yu.
Liu Yu's face also darkened, unable to explain: "This character may have been slightly influenced by the original owner."
