Mr. Fu Chased His Wife and Overturned Again

"You may not be afraid of others. If that Miss Lu found out, wouldn't you be afraid?"

Lan Tingsheng still vaguely knew that Fu Yixing was very close to a girl recently. Before, he only knew that he liked Lu Wanchu, but now he likes another one named Lu Wanchu, which is strange. Does he like to be called Lu Wanchu? name.

Of course Lan Tingsheng knew it wasn't, it was just a joke.

Fu Yixing's phoenix eyes behind the gold-frame glasses cooled down, and the white chess in his hand shot directly at Lan Tingsheng.

White chess is like a sharp sword, Lan Tingsheng dodged immediately, "Fu Yixing, are you treating me like this?"

Jiang Yucheng smiled coldly, "Deserving it."

Lan Tingsheng shouted aggrieved, "Tingjun, help your brother clean up them."

Lan Tingjun, who was painting seriously, glanced at Lan Tingsheng who was shouting, but did not speak and painted carefully.

The lonely and helpless Lan Ting was about to speak vigorously when his eyes suddenly fell on the pavilion opposite. Because the distance was a bit far and there was a pond covered by lotus leaves, he didn't pay attention to who it was, but felt that the person in the pavilion opposite was familiar.

"Isn't that Sylvia Lin?"

After finally seeing it clearly, Lan Tingsheng shouted in surprise.

How could Sylvia be here, there are three girls beside her, and the one beside her looks prettier than her, but... Is this Sylvia Lin attracting bees and butterflies again, why are there several boys beside her.

"Hey, who is next to her? She looks so good-looking and looks familiar."

Lan Tingsheng touched his chin thoughtfully.

The girl's figure was somewhat familiar, but she couldn't tell where she was familiar.

Lan Tingsheng only paid attention to the other side, but did not notice Jiang Yucheng Fu Yixing's reaction after he spoke.

Jiang Yucheng stood up, the slender and tall figure walked to Lan Tingsheng's side, his eyes fell sharply and coldly on the opposite pavilion, when he saw the boy who was courting Sylvia Lin, Jiang Yucheng exuded a sinister aura.

Fu Yixing's phoenix eyes shrank, his thin lips twitched coldly, and he turned and strode out of the pavilion.

Jiang Yucheng's figure followed closely.

Lan Tingjun put down the paintbrush in his hand, his eyes fell on Sylvia Lin, his cheeks flushed slightly.

"Hey, where are you two going, wait for me."

Lan Tingsheng immediately chased after him, and Lan Tingjun in the painting lowered his eyes and packed up his things, followed him with his own things.

Zhou Wu had already occupied the pavilion when he decided to invite Sylvia to go fishing, and when he arrived, he immediately invited Sylvia Lin to the pavilion.

There was a breeze blowing on the head, with a faint scent of lotus leaves, Sylvia Lin narrowed his eyes in a good mood, "Wan Wan, you see the scenery here is good."

Lu Wanchu stood beside Sylvia Lin and hummed in a low voice.

Zhao He'an stood behind him, murmuring silently. It turned out that her name was Wanwan, a very nice name.

"Goddess, I have brought the fishing rod."

Zhou Wu brought up a few fishing rods diligently, put on the bait for Lu Wanchu and Sylvia Lin himself, and took out the small bench to put it away.

Sylvia Lin thinks it's nice to have a few boys around, at least they know how to please girls, unlike a certain man who is domineering and hateful.

"thanks!"

Sylvia Lin smiled charmingly, and Zhou Wu quickly flushed his cheeks, "No need to thank the goddess, this is what I should do."

How could Luo Sheng want to see Zhou Wu curry favor with the goddess alone, and immediately handed the purchased water to Sylvia Lin and Lu Wanchu, "Goddess, you are thirsty, hurry up and drink water."