Wen Chengyu.

Not far behind, Pei Yucheng was slowly following him.

How do they be together?

Moreover, why does his expression look a little...unhappy?

Su Jiangyuan subconsciously followed Wen Chengyu's gaze and suddenly felt a chill in his chest.

His face became hot inexplicably, and he turned his hands on the edge of the table to close the distance between He Ning Zhixuan, and lowered his voice and said in a low voice: "A Xuan, your Pei** is here."

Ning Zhizhe's body stiffened.

Su Jiangyuan's guess was verified immediately, and the relationship was indeed not ordinary.

But when she looked up again, she saw Wen Chengyu's dark face.

"Miss Ning, it seems that you have borrowed my wife." Wen Chengyu stretched out his face and squinted his eyes at Su Jiangyuan. First, she had an innocent and unknown face, and then went down to her graceful and slender swan neck.

Finally, her eyes were vaguely exposed to the wonderful curves of her chest.

Wen Chengyu's eyes suddenly sank.

If he could, he really wanted to know how many men have seen and even associated with it in the past few hours when he was not here.

Then they dug their eyes.

It suddenly became cold around.

Ning Zhixuan ignored the other gaze projected by him, shrugged at Wen Chengyu without fear of death, and smiled harmlessly, "Of course, my wife will give you back." Then he raised his hand and handed a car key to Wen Chengyu, "And this, Young Master Wen is reluctant to cut two loves today, thank you."

Ning Zhixuan's emotions were too different after Pei Yucheng appeared. It seemed that when the man stood there, Ning Zhixuan was not even in a good mood to have a good meal.
Chapter completed!