The black-bellied president forced his wife to marry

Chapter 283 The Wife Is Mine (1)
Shen Lue sometimes felt that this man was really naive. Everyone on the forum loved to play the game of maintaining formation. This time, the irrigation army kept the pattern of replying to the homepage of the post, "The sofa is mine! The front row is occupied, It’s going to be hot by eye.” “The bench is mine! The front row is occupied, so it’s going to be hot by eye.” …It was like this until the fifteenth floor turned the page.

After she heard Tong Jiajia talk about it at noon, she took the time to look at her mobile phone. As a result, under her photo and after the fifteen boring replies on the homepage, she was inserted in the form of bonus points and replied: "My wife is mine! Huo also Useless."

Xu Yiting joked: Oh, Shen Lue, you have a lot of peach blossoms, where did you get them?
Pei Xiao smiled and asked her: Is that your boyfriend?

Tong Jiajia's expression was very strange, and Shen felt a little embarrassed, so she could only change the subject in the end: Hey, are you still going to the examination room?
She also thought it was Tang Song, but she thought it was unlikely. The school forum was only open to the inside. Where did he get the account?Moreover, this declaration is too silly.Although the man who posted the post was successfully persuaded to retreat, he only sent her a text message on the site once, then deleted the photo and gave up.

He didn't answer all the time, she was fascinated by the deep outline of his side face, and she didn't expect to discover the new world a few minutes later: This... Is this man embarrassing?

She tilted her head and smiled out of the window, thinking that she was covering it up well, but she didn't realize that the reflection of the car glass had already leaked everything.

At the next intersection, Tang Song finally couldn't bear it anymore, and when waiting for the red light, he bent down without warning, turned her little head, and kissed her red lips that were almost behind her ears.

Shen Lue's smiling face instantly changed into panic, and he put his hands on his chest and pushed him, but he became more and more vigorous, teasing her with the tip of his tongue, wishing to kiss her throat.

The red light turned green, and the beeping horns of the vehicles behind resounded through the street. He was so arrogant that he ignored it. After he was satisfied, he straightened up and stepped on the accelerator.

"Laugh at me next time, and prepare the entertainment expenses first." He smiled happily, with a villainous look.

Her face was blushing, she glanced around but didn't dare to look at him anymore, she accidentally glanced at the traffic policeman who was walking towards them while waving at the intersection, resisting the urge to pinch him.

On Friday night, the roads were congested, and the black Maybach slid slowly in the endless river of cars.Seeing that the road conditions were getting worse and worse, Shen Lue seemed to be going to the center of the city, and asked suspiciously, "Where are we going?"

"Find a place to eat first, let's live in an apartment these days, there is no one in the villa."

Shen Lue hadn't returned to Xishan's villa for a long time, and asked in surprise, "Where are Mama Yun and Sister-in-law Wang?"

"Mother Yun and her family went back to the south of the Yangtze River for the holidays. Sister-in-law Wang's daughter-in-law just had a baby, so she asked for leave in advance to go back and take care of it." He explained lightly, actually wishing to live in the world of two people.Before, I was worried that she would have a psychological shadow on the apartment, but Meng Zixiao sent them there yesterday, and she seemed to be fine and didn't react too much.

Shen slightly didn't speak, and his expression was a little sullen.

He said again: "Huh? It's not easy to invite people during Chinese New Year. The villa is too big and you can't clean it up by yourself." Uncle Xiang and the others couldn't talk, he was afraid that she would get bored, so it would be better to live in the downtown area.

She lowered her head and was thinking about something. After a long time, she raised her eyes to look at him and said, "I, I want to go home."

Tang Song slammed on the brakes. Although the intersection was blocked, there was still a long distance from the car in front. He sighed, tilted his head and asked, "Isn't it going to be done in a few days?"

Counting the past six months, although the two are not far away, the days when they can be tender are really few and far between.

(End of this chapter)