Chapter 1157： My Gentle Tyrant (39)

"Don't touch her."

The person's indifferent voice sounded clearly, extremely abruptly at this moment.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes were cast in that direction.

Yu Li looked back indifferently, glanced around slowly, his eyes were very cold, the kind of indifference that did not bring a trace of emotion to life and death, and everyone who met his eyes did not realize it. He shrank his neck, and even the sound of breathing was softened.

Someone muttered in their hearts.

How does this kid's eyes look so hairy?

Xu Lan was the first person to face Yu Li's murderous eyes.

For a moment, she really thought she was dead.

She was stiff and sweaty on her back.

Xu Lan forced a smile on her exquisite makeup face, and she glanced at Fu Yue angrily, "Qin Chu, is this your boyfriend? How can I take care of your hand? This is too much control. Isn't it strict?"

With that, her gaze turned around Yu Li twice.

It is inevitable that the fundus of the eye is a bit stunning.

Fu Yue glanced at Xu Lan with a faint smile, and stepped back and stood beside Yu Li, holding her arms in a lazy and arrogant posture.

"Yes, this is my boyfriend."

"Hey, Xu Lan, I know my boyfriend is handsome, don't stare at him, otherwise I will misunderstand him~"

Fu Yue reminded him harshly.

Xu Lan's face was a little bit uneasy.

She did look at Yu Li a few more times, but she couldn't bear to be spoken so grimly by Fu Yue. This didn't mean she was putting her face on the ground!

Xu Lan cursed Fu Yue secretly.

"Qin Chu really loves to laugh. I didn't just look at your boyfriend because he looks good and you are a good match. Besides, I'm already married. How can you think of me that way?"

With that said, Xu Lanzhuang raised her hand and stroked her hair unintentionally, revealing the dove egg diamond ring on her finger intentionally or unintentionally.

Fu Yue: "..."

She is really speechless.

I don't know why Xu Lan keeps trying to compare with her?

Too full?

Does she have to jump out and slap her face back, throwing money on her face? ...Fu Yue thought that was a bit stupid.

Thinking of the phoenix crown on her head when she was in ancient times, it was tantamount to putting the two suites in Shanghai on top of her head!

After seated.

Xu Lan sat on Fu Yue's left, and Fu Yue's right was Yu Li. Yu Li didn't say a word throughout the whole process, fully embodying the nature of the gourd.

As for Xu Lan, she continued to show off with joy.

Xu Lan: "Qin Chu, you seem to be sweating on your face, let me wipe it off with a paper towel."

Feeling a little cold, Fu Yue: "...I didn't sweat."

Xu Lan squeezed her bag with both hands gracefully (contrived), slandering inside.

Nonsense, I want to show off my newly bought bag, who really wants to give you tissues?

"Oh, sorry, I'm dazzled, you don't seem to be sweating."

With that said, Xu Lan slowly put the tissue back.

Fu Yue: "What's wrong with you specified."

Xu Lan: "..."

Someone nearby started laughing quietly. Someone had disliked Xu Lan's appearance a long time ago, but because of the face, they swallowed his breath, but he didn't expect Fu Yue to go back so directly.

Just as Xu Lan was about to get angry, a figure in a suit and leather shoes hurriedly walked in.

Xu Lan's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly stood up and waved in that direction.

"Husband—I am here."

Fu Yue: "..."

She didn't even know that a woman's voice could do this.