The Wanted Wife: Daddy, Mommy Escapes Again!

Before Li Jingzhi's words were finished, Song Yicheng was interrupted. Song Yicheng didn't seem to be listening to Li Jingzhi at all, stopped by himself, pulled Li Jingzhi out of the car, and went straight to the noodle house. ★ First ★ Send ★ Chasing ★ Book ★ Help ★

"Hurry up my young lady, I'm starving!"

Seeing Song Yicheng not answering his own words, Li Jing had no choice but to say anything, and let Song Yicheng pull himself towards the noodle shop.

Outside the noodle shop, Li Jingzhi pulled Song Yicheng who was moving forward.

Looking down at the meditation evening dress prepared by him, as well as the stiletto heels, he took another look at this small-looking noodle shop, which seemed to be inconsistent with his own dress.

Song Yicheng saw Li Jingzhi's hesitation, took off his outer head and put it on Li Jingzhi's body, patted her dry belly, and twisted her neck to signal her to go in together.

Li Jingzhi touched his flat stomach, and he was indeed a bit hungry. In order to look better in an evening gown, he simply ate something in the morning and never drank even more water after eating something.

The incense floated out through the window, and it seduced people's appetite. Li Jingzhi swallowed subconsciously without speaking, and followed Song Yicheng into it.

"Boss, two bowls of noodles!"

Song Yicheng opened a chair and pressed Li Jingzhi to his seat, beckoning to the boss to meet him.

All the moves are flowing, and I don't want a rich second generation to look a bit, but like the regulars here, there is no shelf.

Li Jingzhi watched Song Yicheng busy cleaning the table for himself, pouring water, and his heart throbbed.

She had imagined more than once that this should have happened with Slomin. The ordinary life, the happiness before this little couple.

Li Jingzhi pulled the jacket Song Yicheng put on his back on his shoulders, took a big breath, suppressed the flood of emotions, and his expression was hidden.

"Boss, don't put spicy or coriander in a bowl ..."

Song Yicheng cleaned the table in front of Li Jingzhi, threw the oily paper in his hand into the trash can, and suddenly thought of something and turned around and shouted at the counter.

It turned out that he remembered that Li Jingzhi could not eat peppers and parsley.

In the sight of Li Jingzhi being surprised that Song Yi became aware of his diet preferences, Song Yicheng had already taken the bowl and chopsticks and placed it in front of Li Jingzhi.

Indeed, Li Jingzhi's dietary preferences were not even clear to her. Song Yicheng knew and observed the food during these days.

The two people were talking hot in the noodle shop. Li Jingzhi didn't notice that he had just got out of the car and was worried that his handbag was left in the car.

"Li Jingzhi, Li Jingzhi, come out for me!"

Sloming returned to the apartment and went straight to the bedroom on the second floor, but found that the bedroom was empty and there was no view of Li.

"Mrs. said he was going to the dinner with you, but hasn't returned yet, didn't he go with you?"

The steward stood on the side of Slomin, and asked more curiously than Slomin.

Sloming looked up at the direction of the bedroom on the second floor without speaking, turned around and walked out of the apartment, drove straight to the bar!

On the road, Sloming made several phone calls to Li Jingzhi, but the result was still unanswered.

How many phone calls were made to Li Jing, and Sloming himself did not know that he only knew that the tone of the last call was that the other party had been shut down.

bar.

"Ding Lingling ... Ding Ling ... Ding Lingling ..."

In the box, Slomin was sitting on the leather sofa, with several bottles of wine in front of him, and the cell phone on the side of the changing room was ringing.

Sloming hurriedly took the cell phone, thinking that Li Jingzhi saw the call he had made and returned to himself, and thought of not putting it in his ear.

"Li Jingzhi, do you know I'm looking for you ..."

"Luo Ming, it's me, I'm Su Qi, where are you? I can't get through to you, I'm worried about you ..."

Su Qi did not expect that Slomin would answer his own phone and was overjoyed, but unfortunately the first sentence was that Sloming called Li Jingzhi's name across the phone.

She held back her anger and explained to Sloming that she was in harmony with herself, and wanted to tell Sloming about her past.

"why you……"

"... mutter mumble ..."

"Hey ... Lomin, Slomin!"

After Su Qi said a word, Sloming heard that the voice on the phone was indeed not Li Jingzhi's voice. He glanced at the note on the mobile phone and realized that it was Su Qi who called and directly hung up.

After Sloming said a word, Su Qi was already busy.

When Su Qi called again, Sloming had pulled his mobile phone number black. Angrily Su Qi yelled across the phone, angrily slammed the mobile phone directly onto the bed and pushed off the dresser. everything.

Cosmetics scattered all over the place, and various liquids stained the white floor under the feet. Su Qi's face is twisted in the mirror, and the raised blue veins can be seen faintly in the forehead.

"Li Jingzhi, I'm sure Su Qi will not let you go!"

"boom……"

With a muffled sound, a limited edition bottle of perfume fell to the floor, and a gas mixed with blood and perfume smell spread in the room.

Regardless of the wound on his hand, Su Qi took the mobile phone that he had thrown to bed and turned out a mobile phone number and typed it.

"You can't do such a trivial matter tonight, I don't care, no matter what means you use tomorrow, I must see that the headlines are theirs!"

"If you are unsure this time, you know the consequences!"

Su Qi sternly reprimanded the person on the phone, and arranged for that person to complete the task he assigned.

Apartment.

"Song Yicheng, thank you very much today ..."

Li Jingzhi opened the door and was about to get out of the car. He suddenly turned around and looked at Song Yicheng.

"Haha, go in, it's late, I don't know if the little guy didn't sleep yet!"

Song Yicheng smiled jokingly, and waved his hand to Li Jingzhi to go in quickly.

"That ... the scenery ..."

Song Yicheng shouted Li Jingzhi's name when Li Jingzhi turned around.

"What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

After Li Jingzhi looked at Song Yicheng seriously, the moment he turned around, Song Yicheng's heartbeat was fast, but he didn't say the few words hidden in his heart.

"Ah, it's nothing, rest early!"

Song Yicheng smiled, edited a sentence casually, raised the corner of his mouth and gave Li Jing a big smile.

Li Jingzhi did not speak, nodded his head and turned towards the apartment. Song Yicheng started the car and watched Li Jingzhi around the corner, until Li Jingzhi opened the door and disappeared into view, then stepped on the accelerator and left the apartment.

"Li Jingzhi must be happy!"

There is no limit to the night, the moonlight is bright, and there is silence, and you can hear Song Yicheng muttering.