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At the thought of this, mu Beihan felt a headache and finally solved the problem of Lu Zhinian, Ouyang Sheng and Cheng Jinchuan. How can they now have a potential rival from France?

And he was the number one person he had never heard of or seen before.

It gave him a sense of urgency.

Who knows mu Beihan is still more and more strength, a kiss is not enough, big hand from her chin transferred to her shirt collar, neatly untie a few.

Yan Luoluo cleverly stay in his arms, know this thing is like a thorn stem in his heart, obediently let him vent for a while.

Two people get very close, mu Beihan suddenly eyes a flash, kiss her lips, as if to cover on her lips a only belong to his mu Beihan imprint.

No matter how many men appear around her, mu Beihan is confident that his wife won't run, but he is confident. Every time he sees those unkind men approaching Yan Luoluo by various means, he will still be angry, which is one of the reasons why he annoys those men who covet Yan Luoluo.

Yan Luoluo was amused by his words and tone and replied: "when did Mr. Mu really worry about this?"

He sighed in a low voice. The overbearing look on his face was fleeting. He put on his helpless and doting eyes. He pinched her chin and drew her close to himself, as if to himself: "my wife has infinite charm. What should I do with you..."

Mu Beihan's face turned better when she said it. Although she didn't say it clearly, the meaning was obvious: I only know you, and I don't care about ten third parties.

Although Yan Luoluo was worried, he could not help teasing mu Beihan.

"Another one, what are you afraid of? There was still a year of Lu at that time. Didn't you solve it without blood?"

But it's also really bad. If it's really like what he said, it's estimated that her life will be mixed up again.

Yan Luoluo Leng next, for a long time just reaction, what is his words, dare feeling this man because of a don't know who sent skirt jealous.

Mu Beihan drooped his eyelids and suddenly didn't know what he thought of. He lifted his eyelids, reached out and grabbed Yan Luoluo's chin, lifted it up, and asked rather aggressively, "what if there is another Cheng Jinchuan or Ouyang Sheng?"

Both of them could not guess who it was, which somehow increased the uncertainty of this sudden "gift".

Yan Luoluo shook his head: "I just thought about this possibility, but I still didn't expect to have such a number one."

Hearing the words, mu Beihan looked at Yan Luoluo's face. Seeing that she didn't seem to have something to hide, she could not help locking her eyebrows and asked, "is it possible that the people at the dinner party have contacted you and witnessed the whole process of you being embarrassed by the two rich girls, but you forget?"

"I don't know. There's no signature on the box. There's only one skirt in the box. I can't guess anything."

However, Yan Luoluo was confused about this mysterious man, and even couldn't figure out the purpose of the evening dress he sent himself?

At that time, the atmosphere of the room was just good, and the sky outside the landing window was just dark. Everything inadvertently became a catalyst for them.

If it wasn't for the sudden ringing of the telephone in Mu Beihan, perhaps all these "beautiful scenes" would have become the background of the "bitter short spring night".

Mu Beihan unhappily let her go and stood up to answer the phone.