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Chapter 814



"You?" Han Yi was stunned for a moment. Obviously, he didn\'t expect Lu Qichen to say so. He was stunned for a moment and then laughed, "if Lu can always go, it\'s my honor. It\'s just Mr. Lu is busy with business. I\'m sorry to disturb Mr. Lu. I think it\'s still... "

"Mr. Han would like to help me today. I\'ve already given you this face. Even if it\'s a big thing tomorrow, I\'ll push back to attend Mr. Han\'s reception. Just look Mr. Han won\'t give this face. " Lu Qichen\'s words are understatement, but they are full of threats.

Han Yi knew that although Zhao Zhiqiu helped him to be what he is today, Zhao Zhiqiu borrowed Lu Qichen\'s potential in the final analysis.

He thought of Bai Rongrong, who had been in such a high position at that time.

So he knew that Lu Qichen was definitely not a person he could offend.

"Mr. Lu is willing to show his face. It\'s my honor for Han Yi. I\'ll send the invitation to you later." Han Yi smiles and says to Lu Qichen in front of him, "I won\'t disturb Miss Xia and Mr. Lu. I\'ll have a night play later. I\'ll go first."

"Take your time." Lu Qichen said faintly. When Han Yi was far away, he turned his face and said to Xia\'an in front of him, "do you know him very well? Why promise to go to his party? "

"What\'s the problem?" Xia an looks at Lu Qichen in front of her in amazement, and doesn\'t understand why Lu Qichen seems to have changed suddenly.

Mingming is still polite in front of Han Yi. Why is Han Yi so angry when he leaves?

Lu Qichen didn\'t speak. She just looked at Xia\'an in front of her. Xia\'an felt guilty and said to Lu Qichen, "if he asked me, I\'m sorry to refuse. Besides, I feel sorry to share the sorrow with him. I went to a reception What\'s the big deal

"Sharing weal and woe?" When hearing Xia\'an say so, Lu Qichen\'s face became more ugly, "Xia\'an, do you want to piss me off?"

"I don\'t have..." Xia an looks at Lu Qichen in front of him wrongly, and it takes a long time to react.

She was staring at Lu Qichen in front of her, as if to see something from his face.

Lu Qichen looked at the small face suddenly enlarged in front of him, slightly side opened, and asked, "what are you doing?"

"I just want to have a look. Are you jealous?" Xia an looked at Lu Qichen in front of her with a smile. When she said this, she saw a trace of embarrassment flashed on Lu Qichen\'s face, which immediately proved the idea in her heart.

She couldn\'t help laughing. It was unheard of that the president of Qichen road would eat a little vinegar of fresh meat.

"Smile, if you smile again, you will see how I deal with you." Lu Qichen fiercely threatens the Xia\'an in front of him.

Xia an of course knew the word "enough to stop". Seeing Lu Qichen\'s jealous appearance, she laughed enough. She repeatedly waved her hand and said to Lu Qichen in front of her, "no more, no more."

Lu Qichen looked at Xia\'an in front of him and said, "you are a little far away from Han Yi."

Lu Qichen asked him to come here just because of his fame. But he just saw the way he looked at Xia\'an. He really regretted that he had brought him here. It was like leading a wolf into the house.

Han Yi looks at Xia\'an in the eyes, there are surprise, appreciation, accident, but more is love.

He didn\'t like people looking at their women like that.

Xia an took a look at Lu Qichen in front of her and said with a smile, "don\'t worry. Between me and him It\'s just a relationship of ordinary friends, nothing else. "

Xia an looked at Lu Qichen and continued, "I will promise his invitation, but for the sake of his helping me in those years, I really didn\'t think so much. If you don\'t like it, I\'m sure I won\'t go."

"Really?" When hearing Xia\'an say so, Lu Qichen\'s face finally showed a smile. He looked at Xia\'an in front of him and said faintly, "it\'s almost the same."

At the end of the reception, Lu Qichen sent Xia\'an back to Zhao\'s house. Xia\'an untied her seat belt and said to Lu Qichen, "it\'s late. You go back to rest earlier."

"Good." Lu Qichen nodded.

"Well I\'m going. " Don\'t know how, Xia an\'s heart actually gave birth to a feeling of not giving up.

She shook her head in a hurry, trying to get the absurd idea out of her mind.

Lu Qichen laughed and suddenly called her name.

"Know the autumn."

"Well?" Xia an was stunned for a moment.

For a long time, it has been a long time, no one has called her this name, long to she almost forgot, she is Zhao Zhiqiu."Why do you call me this name all of a sudden?" Xia\'an asked Lu Qichen in front of her.

"Because..." Lu Qichen suddenly approaches Xia\'an in front of her. The distance between them is gradually shortened. Xia\'an unconsciously shrinks back a little, until there is no place to hide. She can only watch Lu Qichen\'s face close to her.

Close in late.

She can even count Lu Qichen\'s long eyelashes and feel Lu Qichen\'s warm breath.

She was a little nervous, and her heart was pounding along, as if to jump out of her own throat.

She swallowed and salivated nervously and reached out to push Lu Qichen away. Unexpectedly, Lu Qichen caught her hand.

Her face suddenly floating on two red, some angry at Lu Qichen to speak, but unexpectedly a mouth became coquettish, "you You let me go. "

"What if I say no?" Lu Qichen grinned.

"You..." Xia an was very angry, but didn\'t know what to do. She could only look at Lu Qichen in front of her and said, "what do you want?"

Lu Qichen laughed. He looked at Xia an in front of him and said, "I just called you Zhiqiu because Zhiqiu is my wife. If I want to invite you, I don\'t need to ask for your consent, right?"

Xia an looked at Lu Qichen in front of her in surprise. Before she could speak, Lu Qichen had already sealed her lips.

Xia\'an felt that she was bound into a powerful embrace, and her unfinished voice was drowned in a kiss full of affection.

In the cold tongue sliding entrance, greedily grabs her breath and explores every corner.

This moment, let each other forget everything around.


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