Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Thinking of her rudely stacking the list and stuffing it into her bag, it was like treating a small ticket of thirty or fifty dollars to the supermarket.

Every move, in the eyes of the salesperson in the store, are all magnanimous.

Then she looked at Xiang Yanrusheng's handsome face with a smile on her face, and said lightly, "I don't really want western food at noon."

"Do you know that I ate at a western restaurant yesterday?" Yan Rusheng wondered.

The speculation in the heart was further confirmed, and Master Yan was extremely proud and satisfied at this time.

Sure enough, time will change everything, including the human heart.

Xu Xu rolled his eyes coldly, "Yesterday you and the big star Weng Meimei packed the entire restaurant for dinner in the city ... and even the people all over the world knew it."

I saw his headline early this morning, which restaurant, the situation at that time, the description of the paparazzi was clear, and this is no secret.

Because the news came out, she could calmly face his doubts.

Yan Rusheng saw her black eyes clarify, the waves were not frightened, a loss of flicking from his apex, not so strong, but it tickled his heart, itching.

He didn't believe that he would be wrong. Zhou Shuang's message obviously meant that she was angry with him and Weng Meimei.

Yes, calmness is her strength.

If she intentionally covers it, there will be no flaw.

Master Yan reassured himself in his heart, and his mood improved again. He looked at him regardless of how many eyes, reached out and took a hand that was vivid, "Go to eat."

Out of the privately-made door, Xu Xuan looked at Yan Rusheng's hand holding her, and his eyes slowly moved upward from his hand to his body.

The casual outfit drew him into the sun, no matter from which angle he looked, it was very seductive.

She couldn't help but tighten her fingers and held his hand.

Looking at their clasped hands, she suddenly felt like they were in a relationship ...

This was just an illusion of wishful thinking in her own heart, but her mood was still beyond her control.

...

Yan Rusheng came into a restaurant near the mall with lifelikeness, and the large 'Chuan' word on the door of the restaurant moved him a little.

After entering the restaurant, after hearing a brief conversation between him and the waiter, she knew that he had already reserved a box here.

So what did he say in the private order just intentionally?

But why? Why did you tell her to take her to a restaurant he ate yesterday?

Did she clearly see his emotional performance last night?

Thinking about this, Xuxu immediately became nervous, and looked timidly at Yan Rusheng's face. From her current perspective, he could only see most of his side faces.

Looking at it this way, there is no clue whatsoever.

So she thought about a series of things that happened after he returned home last night, but instead of clues, she turned her face hot, and a red cloud spread slowly on her cheek.

I really don't know where she had the courage to make such a move last night.

"During the day, what are you staring at me thinking?"

As soon as Yan Rusheng turned his head, he saw the little woman around him staring at his lower body, blushing, apparently thinking of impure things.

Her small, shameful eyes tickled him again.