Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

But at this time, facing Qin Chen, he was like a 20-year-old Maotou boy, uncontrollable.

Suddenly, he stopped, Ying Ting face leaning against her neck, panting.

All the excitement seems to have been poured by cold water.

His lips touched her beautiful neck, and he whispered: "I hate myself like this."

After speaking, he took a step back and wanted to continue to say something--

A real cold water sprayed at him.

A villain's voice sounded: "Let go of my mommy."

But the villain didn't control it well, not only Lan Yu, but Qin Chen's body was also wet.

It's summer again, and I don't wear much clothes, and the water spray makes the curves showy.

Lan Yu's thoughts that had already cooled down suddenly became warm again, his eyes deep.

The little Rong on the side dropped the small water gun and stood in front of his mother, her face tight: "Don't touch my mommy."

Lan Yu looked at the delicate-looking child in front of him, with a touch of pain in his eyes.

This child, she was more embarrassed for Rong when he was with Qin Chen, it was a humiliating existence to herself, but the child was so good that he could not give birth to a trace of disgust.

On the contrary, I think this child is too good.

He couldn't help reaching out, trying to touch him.

But Xiao Rong Yue took a step back and stared closely at Lan Yu's eyes: "Don't want to take advantage of me!"

Qin Chen leaned his head on the wall, a little bit dumbfounded.

And Lan Yu, no matter how angry and emotional, it is impossible to do anything to Qin Chen in front of a child, not to mention that his reason has already returned.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Qin Chen, his voice was slightly cold: "Mrs. Rong can assume that I am drunk."

This wife has an indescribable irony.

Qin Chen is a poisonous tongue again, but still has to maintain her own image in front of her son. She must remember that she is now a poor mother who has been persecuted.

So he lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Mr. Lan, don't forget your identity."

Lan Yu took a deep look at her, then looked at the delicate little child, and finally backed away and left in embarrassment.

Qin Chen still stood there, watching him leave.

Xiao Rong pulled her more and more: "Ma Ma, this will make you sick." He was referring to the dampness of Qin Chen.

Qin Chen gave his son a smile, stretched out his hand to soothe him, and then took out his mobile phone and sent a message out: Find some people for me, look for Lan Yu of Junyue, and beat him up when he finds it.

After sending the message, she smiled gently at her son: "Mom first go and change clothes."

She took Xiao Rong to Zhao Yan's office. Zhao Yan still has his wife's clothes here. Fortunately, they are all sportswear. Although it is a little shorter, they can be worn together.

However, when Zhao Yan saw Qin Chen's legs, he was a little suspicious of his life. A pair of shorts, Qin Chen really did not wear the same, so it is no wonder that it became popular quickly.

The speed of her popularity at this time is the same as that of the Brazilian supermodel Gisele Bundchen, winning in aura and bones.

Even Xiao Rong Yue also learned to appreciate and gave a whistle.

Qin Chen tapped him on the head lightly, and Xiao Rong became obedient immediately.

"Then let's go first, and pay the money back the clothes next day." Qin Chen said hello with a smile, "Should I tell her in person, or next time she can't find clothes, she will doubt you."

Zhao Yan smiled carelessly: "No need."