Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Lan Yu was silent for a long time, and Qin Chen directly hung up the phone there.

She does not bird him!

She hates him!

Even after she lost her memory, they slept once, no, he forced her to do it with him once.

She was dissatisfied with him, character, and skill.

Obviously, she didn't take it seriously.

Lan Yu wondered inwardly, is his technique too bad?

Still haven't had a woman for a long time, haven't done it, so it's unfamiliar?

He slowly hung up the phone and smoked two more cigarettes before he walked out of the office.

Of course, he scanned in the note with her number.

When he got in the car, Lu Wei called and asked him cheerfully how he was preparing for the anniversary.

Lan Yu held the steering wheel in one hand and supported his tie with the other. "Kevin prepared it. I haven't asked."

Lu Wei hesitated and said softly, "Lan Yu, do men lie like this 666?"

She had tried her best to speak easily, because she didn't want to fight with him.

Lan Yu looked at the night outside, with a low voice: "What do you want to say?"

Lu Wei squeezed his anger: "Why Qin Chen?"

"This is determined by the company!" Lan Yu's voice became even weaker: "Lu Wei, I hope I can keep my own space at work, otherwise it will be difficult for our marriage contract to continue."

Lu Wei was silent for a while before speaking in a low voice, "Is it because of me that I can say this kind of thing?"

Lan Yu sighed, "Lu Wei, you think too much."

Lu Wei's voice became a little sharper: "If you care about my feelings, you should change your decision."

Lan Yu squinted his eyes: "Lu Wei, if I were easily swayed, then Jun Yue wouldn't have today."

After speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

Irrational women have difficulty communicating.

He would rather face Qin Chen's ascetic face than Lu Wei...

Thinking of this, he remembered her breathing while exercising, which was not abstinent at all.

Lan Yu looked at the dark night outside, and his Adam's apple moved slightly before starting the car.

He drove the car downstairs to Qin Chen's apartment and sat in the car slowly smoking.

When Qin Chen came back, he came back in Zhao Yan's car.

In the car, there was Zhao Yan's young wife, but it was not obvious from Lan Yu's direction.

What he saw was a lone man and a widow, and he immediately thought of the gasp...

Qin Chen got in and got off the car, actually seeing Lan Yu, but she didn't want to bother Zhao Yan and his wife, so she said quietly, "Goodbye."

Especially Zhao Yan's young wife, she smiled especially.

When she got out of the car, Zhao Yancai straightened his neckline, and said to his little wife dissatisfiedly: "Come up your saliva, Qin Chen is a woman."

His little wife whispered: "But what I remember is the same Qin Chen from before."

Mr. Zhao glanced at his wife and started the car: "In your eyes, am I still the me?"

His little wife pursed her lower lip lightly: "It's still there, it hasn't changed at all, there is no such an old artist."

Old artist?

Mr. Zhao expressed dissatisfaction, stretched out his hand and opened his neckline, and said in a low voice: "Then I will let you know if I am an old artist when I go home."

His little wife blushed.

She is an orthodox-educated woman, and she will blush for a long time if her husband and wife say a few more words.

Zhao Yan likes to tease her in the middle of the bed, but it is enough. He always feels that he is in estrus with his little wife.