Chapter 208

Tang Qiaowan twisted his wrists and glanced at him with a sneer. "Lu yanjue, have you forgotten the last lesson? Let go of me. "

Words fall, she tried to shake off his hand, see can not shake off, her eyes dyed a bit of anger, "in this world, only two men are qualified to touch my hand, one is my husband, one is my son. I have a husband. Do you want to be my son

"I don't want sons made by others."

Hearing this familiar voice, Tang Qiaowan looked slightly surprised and raised his head fiercely.

A beautiful face she could not be more familiar with came into her eyes.

On that pair of narrow and charming black eyes, her clear eyes lit up a touch of light, the bottom of the eyes dyed with a smile, "Mr. long."

Long Yuchen's Beige business casual clothes make him more and more handsome, noble and confident, with a bit of mature masculinity polished by time.

His sudden appearance surprised and surprised her.

When Lu yanjue saw Tang Qiaowan and saw the people behind him, his expression changed suddenly. He was angry in his heart.

He turned around and saw that the man standing behind him was long Yuchen. He squinted coldly and his eyes became very gloomy. "It's you again. Who are you?"

If long Yuchen didn't return to Lu yanjue, his eagle hawk like sharp eyes fell on Lu yanjue's hand that grasped Tang Qiaowan's wrist, with a few cold smile on his thin lips, "it seems that you think your hand is long."

His words were full of danger, which Lu yanjue naturally recognized.

He remembered that long Yuchen easily threw his hand away last time. He squinted coldly and let Tang Qiaowan go.

Although he didn't want to let go like this, he knew that he was not the opponent of long Yuchen. Even if he didn't let go, long Yuchen could easily shake off his hand.

Long Yuchen looks at him coldly and strides to Tang Qiaowan.

After standing in front of her, his charming eyes locked her, and his eyes were sharp. "Why don't you call me when you come out ahead of time?"

On his sharp eyes, Tang Qiao frowned and asked in a low voice: "why don't you call me when you come ahead of time?"

Long Yuchen because of her rhetorical question, micro convergence under the dark eyes, a long arm stretch, a pull her into his arms.

He low Mou stares at her, put soft voice, "I beat ahead of time, how to surprise you?"

His words touched the softest place in Tang Qiaowan's heart.

She looked at him, apricot eyes condensed with infinite warmth, eyes as gentle as water, "Mr. long."

Lu yanjue sees Tang Qiaowan looking at long Yuchen's eyes are so soft and moving. His chest is stuffy and his cold eyes are full of anger.

In particular, Tang Qiao's evening wear is beige casual clothes, and long Yuchen is just the same. They look like lovers' clothes. Lu yanjue's eyes are dazzling.

They regard it as if there is no one. You and I are more like thorns in his eyes, which are very eye-catching.

Looking at by Tang Qiaowan's charming eyes, long Yuchen feels that his whole blood is boiling.

Suddenly, he bent down to pick her up and went straight to his car.

Seeing this, Lu yanjue narrowed her eyes. For the first time, she felt like her heart had been poached.