Joan Ann immediately looked like an angry turkey, with his hands on his waist, and issued a strong warning to the man.

Luo Beiyuan saw her face flushed with anger, and he smiled casually: "Didn't you let me see it?

Why are you angry again? Your mind is not so small. "

Qiao Anan thumped his chest angrily: "You are so small-minded, you are small everywhere."

When Luo Beiyuan heard this, he didn't want to do it. He took her and left the area quickly. The next second, he trapped her on the railing: "How young did you say I was?"

Seeing his displeased expression, Joan Ann was stunned.

Did she just say something?

"You are really unreasonable."

Luo Beiyuan can't do anything with her. Are all women so fickle?

My younger sister and mother are also like this sometimes. They are obviously saying happy things, but they get angry with him as soon as they turn their heads. Alas, women are really difficult problems to solve.

"Why am I being unreasonable?

I am the most reasonable. "

Joan Ann pouted angrily, refusing to admit it.

Luo Beiyuan laughed angrily, and pinched her face: "Okay, you are reasonable, let's go."

"Where are you going?"

Joan Ann blinked.

"Have a baby."

Luo Beiyuan raised the corners of his lips charmingly: "Didn't you just say that?"

"I'm not going...at least, not now, let's go."

Joan Ann cheated again.

Luo Beiyuan was speechless, so he could only continue to walk forward with her.

Jiang Rouyue drove back by herself. She specially dressed up in a variety of ways.

She stood at the door of Li Qingyan's company, with a charming smile on her lips, she was finally formally invited once.

With a graceful figure, Jiang Rouyue came to the door of Li Qingyan's office. She deliberately tugged at the already low neckline, and then raised her hand to knock on the door.

"Come in." A male voice came from inside without warmth.

Jiang Rouyue's heart sank, and there seemed to be something wrong with Li Qingyan's voice today.

But she didn't think much about it, her heart was more filled with joy.

Jiang Rouyue walked in, and saw Li Qingyan's tall figure with his back facing her, the light from the window shone on him, making him look extraordinarily lonely.

"Qingyan..."

Jiang Rouyue's voice was very soft, even with a touch of affection. JrNovels.com