After her death, the crazy boss killed all the villains and committed suicide

"Jiarou,"

Madam Lu was startled by Song Jiarou's sudden movement.

"what happened?"

The child was very frightened, but fortunately the old lady had a good heart.

Lu Jingci and Luo Yang also looked over.

Song Jiarou regained her senses instantly. She took two steps forward, took Luo Yang's arm affectionately, and smiled with a curved eyebrow.

"Brother Jingci doesn't know much about formal wear. I have good taste, so I'll choose for you, Sister Luo."

Can't you bear it anymore?

"It is precisely because I don't understand that I have to try. After all, he promised me that he would personally help me choose my dress in the future."

Luo Yang curled the corners of his mouth, pulled his arm away, and refused softly.

"So I won't bother Miss Song anymore."

Show affection and attack your love rivals.

Song Jiarou's arm around Luo Yang stiffened for a moment. The next moment, she turned her head and looked at Lu Jingci with a smile.

"In that case, Brother Jingci, please help me choose. It will also help me improve my vision."

Luo Yang did not answer, but looked at Lu Jingci with a faint smile.

Whether a man can guard against his love rivals is very important.

And on this point, she believed Aci.

"I only choose for my wife,"

Lu Jingci's voice was calm and indifferent, and he looked towards Old Madam Lu.

"It's getting late. Let Xu Xing take you back to rest."

This brat is going to chase people away.

Old Madam Lu understood what her grandson meant. After secretly rolling her eyes in her heart, she looked at Song Jiarou and smiled.

"I'm not tired yet, Jiarou, Grandma Lu will help you choose."

Only choose for your wife.

Song Jiarou looked at Lu Jingci's cold expression and her heart suddenly ached. She clenched her teeth tightly so as not to show it.

But his face couldn't help but turn a little pale.

"Miss Song?"

Luo Yang narrowed his eyes and looked at Song Jiarou's expression.

"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

"I feel a little uncomfortable, but I'm fine now."

After Song Jiarou glanced at Lu Jingci, she took Madam Lu's hand.

"Then I'll trouble you, Grandma Lu."

The two left together.

Lu Jingci looked at Sarah with a deep and indifferent gaze, and slightly opened his thin lips.

"Leave your clothes behind and get out."

"Yes,"

Sarah met Lu Jingci's gaze and her heart sank. She knew she had made a mistake in letting Song Jiarou go.

She didn't dare to delay any longer and left quickly with several designers behind her.

In the huge room, only Lu Jingci and Luo Yang were left.

"Yangyang,"

Lu Jingci's dark and deep gaze was fixed on Luo Yang, his eyes were deep and profound.

"come over."

Luo Yang was very satisfied with Lu Jingci's performance just now. She walked over obediently and sat astride his legs.

"You treat your childhood sweetheart like this, aren't you afraid that she will be sad?"

Belief is belief, but sourness is still sour.

"Jealous?"

Lu Jingci raised his eyebrows, with a hint of smile on his handsome face.

Luo Yang narrowed her beautiful eyes.

"Shouldn't I be jealous?"

"I thought,"

Lu Jingci's large, jointed palm slowly tightened around Luo Yang from behind, pulling her closer to him, with a smile on his face.

"The term childhood sweetheart should be used between us."

Looking at Lu Jingci's undisguised burning gaze, Luo Yang's heart softened. She rested her head on Lu Jingci's forehead, unable to stop the smile on her lips.

They also encountered this when they were young, so there is nothing wrong with saying this.

Lu Jingci didn't say anything else. He turned his head and kissed the corner of Luo Yang's lips. His bony hands gently moved up from her waist.

The moment the hot fingers touch the cold skin, a different spark is ignited.

Luo Yang's body trembled slightly.

"Aci——"

"I'm here,"

Lu Jingci was pleased by Luo Yang's reaction. His lips gently pressed from the corner of Luo Yang's lips to her earlobe, and then moved down.