The seven years between me and Zha Gong

The cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against the back of Qin Huai's neck, and a man's calm and magnetic voice sounded: "Qin Huai, when did I allow you to mess around like this?"

"Nonsense?" Qin Huai turned his head slightly, with a delicate and beautiful side face, "Why can't I understand? On the wedding night, shouldn't senior brother stay at home with his wife? Why did you come to me? I'm not messing around, just watching Seeing that this little rabbit is cute and handsome, I'm just a little interested in him..."

The man leaned over, his body was close to Qin Huai, Lan Weiyu saw his eyes, those wolf-like eyes full of wildness, the black muzzle of the gun pressed against Lan Weiyu's forehead.

"Are you interested in him?"

Qin Huai smiled lightly, turned his head and kissed his face, and said, "Are you angry?" The man smiled coldly, and slowly pulled the trigger, "Let him go." Fang Qiyan's voice sounded, and Lan Weiyu's gaze crossed Qin Huai, seeing Fang Qiyan standing at the door with his subordinates, the man turned his head and said with some dissatisfaction: "Which bastard is in the way again?" The man's subordinates whispered in his ear: "Boss Su, it seems to be Honglue's Fang Qiyan." total."

"Fang Qiyan?" The man curled his lips and whispered into Qin Huai's ear, "Your little rabbit is quite capable, huh?"

Fang Qiyan walked to the bed, looked at the shirtless Lan Weiyu, frowned, and said coldly: "He is mine, if you dare to touch him, I promise I won't let you go."

In the cabin, the atmosphere was deadlocked. The man smiled lightly and said, "I must give Mr. Fang face, but Mr. Fang, please take care of your people in the future." The man turned his head and confronted Fang Qiyan Fang Qiyan reached out and pulled Lan Weiyu off the bed, took off his suit jacket and put it on him, looked directly at the man and said, "We are each other."

Fang Qiyan walked out of the cabin with Lan Weiyu in his arms, everyone looked sideways, Lan Weiyu was a little unsteady, Fang Qiyan hugged Lan Weiyu horizontally, frowned, this guy was still as thin as a feather.

"Secretary Li, go arrange a helicopter, we're going home." Fang Qiyan said coldly.

"Okay." After Secretary Li finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone. Lan Weiyu lowered his head, not daring to look at Fang Qiyan's stern and handsome profile. Fang Qiyan said coldly, "Lan Weiyu, are you an idiot?"

"Ah?" Lan Weiyu raised her head, blinking her delicate eyes.

"Anyone, you can go with him?! You clearly know that my dad is on the boat, so you are not afraid of him attacking you?! If I hadn't asked my dad, I wouldn't have known that you were taken in by others. Would you return your clothes? Lying naked on someone else's bed, Lan Weiyu, I didn't keep an eye on you for a moment, you are quite capable?!" Fang Qiyan's voice was faintly angry.