Chapter 184

Bustling street, this is a Chinese style hotel with a long history. Inside and outside, it is antique style. In the pile of modern buildings, it is enough to attract attention.

Joe never thought that this man had chosen such a down-to-earth place to eat? It's really rare!

The private room on the second floor was a little cramped, and she asked, "Lu Zhanshen, do we really want to eat here? Can you do it? "

Without waiting for Lu Zhanshen to answer, Xiao Han lowered his face and complained: "four Liang! What the hell is this place? "

Si Liang raised his bruised face, walked forward a few steps, and said respectfully, "my Lord, this hotel is very famous in Jiangcheng. Although the place looks a little rough, it's better than the taste."

"This is the place?" Xiao Han frowned and was not happy. It was more than simple. He couldn't settle down!

Lu Zhanshen, a hateful guy, invited him to eat in such a bad place?

Not on purpose!

Taking off his coat, Lu Zhanshen opens his chair for Qiao and pours a cup of hot water for her.

Instead, he narrowed his eyes slightly, with a faint smile, looked at Xiao Han and said, "my wife has not had a good appetite recently. I heard that the dishes here are very good."

Xiao Han sat there sneering, glancing at Joe, sneering: "Oh, don't you have a good appetite? Is it in your stomach? "

Lu Zhanshen's wife, Qiao wanwan, is a woman. He looks horizontally, vertically, left and right. No matter what he thinks, it's not pleasing to the eye!

In Xiao Han a burst of cold laughter, a man actually light should a: "well, have."

For a moment, there was no sound in the private room.

Xiao Han Leng is there, the eyebrow is still frowning tight, Ling xiao'an impressively looks up, looks at Qiao late at night, even four Liang are swallowing saliva, eyes at a loss.

But Lu Zhanshen's smile is spreading, gradually, more and more obvious

Joe's eyes were stunned, as if he was stuck in his throat and couldn't get along

Well, what's wrong with this man? Why is she pregnant? Why should Xiao Han say that she is pregnant in front of this rascal bastard!

In addition, he never called her "wife". The only time he called her "wife" was because she was upset. He had no choice but to call her once. After that, he never called her again.

What she couldn't believe was that his seemingly indifferent eyes and calm tone seemed to show off to others

Show off?

No way, no way!

He is not so naive

However, that slightly raised chin, that gently squinting corner of the eye, that smiling face... That is naked to show off ah!

After a while, the waiter pushed the dining car to serve the dishes on the turntable.

Lu Zhan picks up a chicken leg and puts it on Joe's plate. Just as he is about to reach for the second one

The chopsticks in Xiao Han's hand stood in front of him, and his voice was cold: "there are only two chicken legs in all. They are all for your woman. What do others eat?"

Lu Zhanshen didn't care. He humed and laughed faintly: "there's another one in my stomach. Shouldn't I eat two drumsticks?"

"Lu Shao specially invited me to have dinner here, even a chicken leg would like to compete with me?"

"This drumstick, originally I clip first, my wife likes to eat drumsticks."

"The rest, give me the woman!" Xiao Han secretly tried to grab the chicken leg in the pot.

At the dinner table, it's just a stalemate

Joe pulled the man's clothes late, already embarrassed: "I'm not very hungry, I eat one is enough, and one for xiao'an?"

Ling Xiaoan always silently lowers her head, as if the dispute at the moment has nothing to do with her.

She didn't want to come here for dinner, but she didn't want to worry and embarrass late. That's why she came here reluctantly.

Finally, the two fat chicken legs, or fell into Joe's late plate.

When he was defeated, Xiao Han could not bear it. He immediately roared in an angry voice: "four Liang!"

"Yes, yes!"

"Take all the drumsticks in this shop! Buy them all for me

"Buy it all? My lord... But what is this Four or two pestles are there, neither moving nor not moving.

Isn't it just a chicken leg?

How did this scene come to be like this?

For a drumstick, not only almost work, but also intend to spend a lot of money?

There is no need to squander so much money!

I thought who really wanted to eat

……

After a meal, Xiao Han drags Ling Xiaoan and slams the door.

Leaving the hotel and returning to the car, Joe didn't immediately fasten his seat belt. Instead, he turned over and took the right arm of the man who was starting the car.

Gently close to him, she tilted her head and complained: "Lu Zhanshen, why are you so naive?"

The car that just started was put out.

The man turned his head, his eyes fell on the bright and shy face. He raised his hand and pinched her chin. Unconsciously, he added gravity, but he picked up the corner of his lips and laughed without saying anything.

Joe broke off the man's hand at night, and her black eyes clearly reflected the man's face. She carefully caught the look in his eyes, then pursed her mouth, and suddenly laughed: "you just died of childishness!"

But in her heart, she is still pondering over the identity of her father. For most men, it may be a shocking feeling that can not be expressed in accurate language, and it is also a unique pride.

The palm of her hand slowly covered her belly, and he loved and expected this unexpected little life in his heart.

She will certainly take good care of them and will not let their children suffer any harm

Looking at his dark eyes, she couldn't bear to look away. Her delicate little face passed by with two blushes. She called him shyly: "husband..."

She was restless and turned over to lie down in his arms.

The man was helpless, so he had to put the seat back and put her little body like a fish in his arms.

She quietly, in his heart, listening to his heartbeat

He gently rubbed her cerebellar pouch melon, also lowered his head, kissing her black hair top, so spoiled her.

"How was the morning exam?" He has a hoarse voice.

She didn't move at the moment, but sitting on him and hugging him so tightly, he was very tense.

"Husband..." she was soft and delicate again. She called him, raised her face slightly, and gazed at him without blinking.

"He chuckled:" usually want you to shout, you just don't shout, now it's not stop shouting? "

"I just want to shout. Don't you like it?" She buried her face again and kept him in his arms.