Lin Che grinned his teeth and gave a stiff smile on his face. His eyes warned him not to go too far.

But Ji Nanfeng is indifferent, and her hand is still on her waist.

At this time, Metz said to her daughter, "Madonna, come here and say hello."

Like her father, Madonna has a dark brown complexion, three-dimensional features and curly hair. She is from Southeast Asia.

She warmly jumped in front of them to say hello, and didn't recognize them at all.

"Say hello." Ji Nanfeng's arm is slightly tightened. Lin Che stares at him and reaches out his hand freely: "it's impolite."

Metz said with a smile: "it's OK. Mrs. Ji is very serious. You are so young and beautiful. Mr. Ji can't help it."

Metz is an important customer of Ji Nanfeng. In order to show his importance to Metz, he invited Metz to his hotel for lunch.

Entering the dining room of the suite, Ji Nanfeng naturally opens the chair for Lin Che: "sit down."

Lin Che smiles and stares at him secretly. Then he deliberately wants to disgust him and gives him a sweet smile in front of the guests: "thank you, husband!"

Ji Nanfeng's smile froze, a little unnatural.

Lin Che was forced to sit next to Ji Nanfeng, and a series of carefully cooked Chinese dishes were sent into the room.

After greeting Metz and her daughter for dinner, Lin Che looks at the table, picks up a bowl and gives Ji Nanfeng a bowl of old duck soup. His virtuous appearance is really a bit like a wife: "husband, drink soup. It's very healthy."

Two people have worked together, eat together, Lin Che found that Ji Nanfeng never touch duck.

Ji Nanfeng's mouth is unnatural. After taking the bowl, she pinches her back neck with a smile. It's not light or heavy. It's like teaching a disobedient pet cat a lesson.

Soon the soup bowl came to the bottom.

"Husband, drink another bowl. Old duck soup can not only keep healthy, but also strengthen yang. You need to drink more."

She bit the word "Zhuang Yang" very hard. When Madonna heard it, she looked up and peeped at Ji Nanfeng with her round eyes.

Metz coughed a little unnaturally, pretending to hear nothing.

Ah Wen, standing behind Ji Nanfeng, chuckles and thinks that the boss deserves to let you bully Miss Lin.

"Thank you, wife."

Ji Nanfeng took it as if nothing had happened and drank it slowly.

After drinking, he looked at Lin Che fondly: "wife, the soup you serve is delicious."

He doesn't like duck, does he?

Lin Che is suspicious, but he smiles sweetly. In the eyes of people who don't know, they really look like a loving couple.

"Tell you something." Ji Nanfeng came to Lin Che's ear: "actually, I like duck best."

Lin Che's eyes suddenly stare round. Hell, he knows what she's doing.

Here comes the lobster.

Why don't you do it twice!

"Honey, I want to eat that." Lin Che pointed to the lobster.

Ji Nanfeng picked up the chopsticks and heard Lin chejiao say: "husband, there are guests. Don't peel the pliers for me. Just clip me a piece of meat."

Ji Nanfeng was going to give her a piece of meat, but when she said that, the chopsticks froze on the top of the plate, and then he picked up a big pliers to his plate.

He put on gloves, peeled off the hard pliers shell, took out the meat and put it on Lin Che's plate: "wife, you like it."

Lin Che didn't expect that he would really peel shrimp meat for her, which was a little blockhouse in an instant.

Ji Nanfeng didn't wait for her second attack, and automatically peeled off the other big pincers. All the meat was put on Lin Che's plate.

Lin Che awkwardly picks up the shrimp and puts it into his mouth in the envious eyes of Metz and his daughter.

"Thank you, honey."

"My wife is the biggest. I'll peel as much as you want."

"No, I've had enough."

On the surface, they still need to maintain a charming and calm smile. I don't know how many times they have been fighting with each other, but the quarrel in their eyes is a proof of their love in other people's eyes.

Damn, how can there be such a man who can pretend?

Lin Che vomites to death in the heart, completely didn't notice the doting of Ji Nanfeng's eyebrows and eyes, without any hypocrisy.

Well, if you can act, why don't you become an actor?

He must be the Oscar winner.

Lin Che's lips curled as he pretended to smile.

A meal continues in a seemingly harmonious atmosphere.

Lin Che really can't stand this strange atmosphere. He excuse to go to the bathroom for a while. When he comes out, he just sees Madonna leaning forward to Ji Nanfeng.

Madonna is very curious about Ji Nanfeng's mask. She touches it with her hand. She doesn't notice that the sling on one side of her skirt slips off her shoulder. Seeing that the spring light is about to leak, Lin Che walks over and quietly lifts the sling on her shoulder. By the way, she gives Ji Nanfeng a big white eye.

Animals that even underage girls don't let go.

Ji Nanfeng shrugs his shoulders innocently and smiles helplessly.

After a meal, the four chatted.

Lin Che wants to find a chance to slip away, but before he can speak, he is pulled to his leg by Ji Nanfeng.

She fell almost entirely on him.

His hand firmly on her waist, not to let her escape.

"What are you doing?" Lin Che turned his head.

"Wife, don't you like sitting on me the most?"

Lin Che skin smile meat don't smile of stare him one eye: "husband, still have guest in."

"Was Madonna jealous just now?" Ji Nanfeng asked in a low voice.

Lin Che is too lazy to tell him.

Ji Nanfeng laughs and her thin lips are almost close to her ears: "in fact, she is the one who likes you more than others."

that? Lin Che was stunned for a moment, and then understood what he meant.

She secretly surprised to see Madonna, clearly so beautiful, so good figure, turned out to be a personal demon!?

Ji Nanfeng smiles and loosens his hand, but he doesn't let Lin Che run away and puts the man firmly beside him.

Lin Che suffered a heavy loss, but he had to accompany him in acting to deal with the two MetS. He was so upset that he couldn't show it. Finally he sent them away. Lin Che didn't have to pretend any more. He clapped his hands off his waist and stood up.

"Enough? Everyone's gone. Don't go too far. " Lin Che puts his face down and grinds his teeth angrily.

"I have more than that."

The corner of Ji Nanfeng's mouth raises the radian of evil spirit and pulls people back to his arms.

As he put his hand on Lin Che's waist, he slowly rubbed it all the way up along the curve of her back.

"At least that's too much."

Lin Che's brain suddenly exploded and her face became red. She was short of breath and glared at Ji Nanfeng: "you! You

His fingers suddenly hit a place, and Lin Che's back tightened sharply.

She's ticklish, especially on her back.

Her whole person is like electricity, can't say a complete word.

"What do I want?" The corner of the culprit's mouth raised an evil radian, thin lips close to her ear, low voice said: "I have more, do you want to try?"