Situ Qinglang mediated calmly among the guests. When he raised his glass, he suddenly noticed a strange gaze shot like a thorn, with a provocative meaning.

The soldier's sensitive nerves made him notice it in an instant. He suddenly turned around and saw a strange man leaning against the terrace, looking at him with interest, with a playful smile.

Situ Qinglang frowned and looked around. Suddenly, he found that his little wife was no longer in the venue. He left the guests who were greeting and said politely: "Sorry, I'll leave for a moment."

Then, he walked towards the terrace calmly, and Yuchi Rong raised his lips - here he came.

Sweetheart didn't know that Situ Qinglang was walking towards him and was still teasing the cake on the plate. Situ Qinglang quietly walked behind her and suddenly asked, "Is the cake delicious?"

"Ah!!!" Sweetheart jumped up in an instant in fear, and knocked the plate away!

Yuchi Rong was as quick as a cat, and one with Situ Qinglang caught the sweetheart and the other caught the plate.

He smiled gracefully, put the dining plate on the table, and said provocatively: "Miss Sweetheart is afraid of your husband? How come he sees him, like a mouse seeing a cat?"

"My wife is happy." Situ Qinglang made a big move, answered without saying a word, and asked by the way, "You are—"

"Supervisor of Sham Shui Po District, Yuchi Rong." Yuchi Rong replied politely.

The air was full of gunpowder. The sweetheart leaned in the clear arms and wanted to hide nervously. Emma, ​​a confrontation between a special forces colonel and a senior police superintendent, was a bit scary!

"You and my wife have been chatting here for a long time?" Situ Qinglang raised his eyebrows and said to sweetheart softly, "Wife, I don't remember that there is such a person in your friend."

"We just met..."

"I just met for five minutes." Yuchi Rong was calm and barely showed his shamelessness to the fullest, "But before, I had watched her offstage for an hour."

Situ Qinglang looked calm and accepted Yuchi Rong's praise for sweetheart. He chuckled and responded: "Thank you, I also think she is very charming, and she can't even see it."

"Mr. Situ is so lucky to marry such a pleasing wife, and... she has a cute personality and a funny conversation." Yuchi Rong's words were full of praise for sweethearts.

"Mr. Yuchi laughed at me because I have spoiled this girl and speaks very much." Situ Qinglang seemed to be scolding her, but in fact she was doting her with pampering.

"Why do you need to talk about the husband's principles? Isn't this great?" Yuchi Rong laughed silently.

Situ Qinglang raised his glass and signaled that Yuchi Rong clashed with him, and with a "sharp" sound, the first battle between them.

Oh my god, the cups of cups are not broken! Sweetheart looked at it with such a crisp sound. She was ready to squat down to pick up the glass slags! Can these two men not make people feel worried!

Situ Qinglang took a sip of champagne and said slowly: "Mr. Yuchi, it is true that he said that, but seeing her fighting with others is a very distressing thing."

Yuchi Rong raised his eyebrows and joked: "Mr. Situ is talking about me?"

"It's the same as anyone." Situ Qinglang held the sweetheart and replied in a deep voice.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Situ was a tough guy, but his mind was sensitive and delicate."

"It's not easy to say that she is sensitive and delicate. Raising her is like raising a cat. From time to time, you have to worry about whether she stretches her claws at others. If you are much more worried and afraid, you will inevitably be conditioned reflexes. Mr. Yuchi will take more responsibility." Situ Qinglang patted the sweetheart's little head.

You, you, you, you are the cat! Sweetheart blushed and complained in her heart, but she didn't know what was wrong with it, and she inexplicably said "meow".

"..." Both men were silent for three seconds.

Yuchi Rong thought to himself: It’s quite a husband and wife. It seems that Situ Qinglang, a man, is usually very harsh on her.

Situ Qinglang thought to himself: Sweetheart, you are dead.

Sweetheart smoked his head and said aggrievedly: "I am trying to cooperate with you..."

"Thank you." Situ Qinglang was so amused and crying.

After a few short conversations, Lieutenant Chi Rong realized that Situ Qinglang was a complete machismo, and sweethearts were by his side and they would inevitably have to live a life of fear and fear.

What happiness can this kind of relationship have?

He was disdainful in his heart, but he did not show any signs of it on the surface, but got up and prepared to say goodbye. He bent down and smiled gracefully at Sweetheart: "Miss Sweetheart, remember to keep my business card. I will be honored if I can entertain you next time I come to Hong Kong."

"Then there is no need." Situ Qinglang looked sideways and saw a gold-burning business card on the table. He immediately clamped it with his right hand's two fingers, folded it calmly in half, and threw it into the trash can.

"..." Sweetheart and Situ Qinglang stared at each other with big eyes.

Yuchi Rong narrowed his eyes and smiled and was entertaining.

"How can you do this? This is someone's business card, okay!" Sweetheart was so angry. Have you ever thought about me like this? Damn Qinglu!

"It's just folding a business card in half, and it's not like folding the person in half. Why are you nervous?" Situ Qinglang mocked and said to Yuchi Rong, "Mr. Yuchi, let's leave."

Yuchi Rong didn't say anything, but left the terrace directly. The air was filled with the fragrance of the ancient dragon on his body. Situ Qinglang frowned and began to question the sweetheart.

"How do you know this guy?" He sat down, his tone quite impatient.

"I... just got what I had eaten there, and he told me that the tiramisu with chopped nuts was delicious..." Sweetheart replied carefully.

Situ Qinglang was helpless, and it was true that there was still no time for her to leave her sight.

Sweetheart glanced at him nervously, and his little eyes made Situ Qinglang no longer irritable. This became her killer move for begging for mercy.

"Don't be angry, I'm not saying anything to him." She leaned over and hugged Situ Qinglang's waist.

"If you are not angry, you are afraid that you will be deceived by bad people." Situ Qinglang was amused and crying, "There are many mermaids and dragons in it, and many of them are not pure in motives. Be careful."

"I understand, I'm not a fool." Seeing Situ Qinglang's eyebrows turn gentle, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief - it seems that acting cute is really useful! You must act cute in the future!

"I'm afraid you're stupid." Situ Qinglang scratched her nose and asked tentatively, "Didn't you talk about anything other than eating?"

"I've been chatting." Sweetheart immediately began counting with his fingers, "He told me that his mother is a lord, what is it... from the Kent family."

"..." Situ Qinglang was choked for the first time.

"He also said...uh... said I look like his sister, and he said he has a sister named Lisa."

"..." Situ Qinglang was choked for the second time, and his face immediately became gloomy.

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Chapter completed!