Chapter five hundred and eighteenth change strategy, coax wife (4)

"You, you are shameless!" This time, she was really annoyed by Lu Yuchen's rascal words, "Put me down, I don't want to talk to you."

"Well, good." Contrary to Tang Xinluo's expectations, Lu Yuchen didn't object, but he readily agreed.

However, after only a second of her happiness, she realized that Lu Yuchen's movements were wrong.

Instead of letting go of her, he hugged her and walked to the large solid wood desk in the center of the office.

That big desk, when she came here last time, was pressed by him and did many shameful things.

"Lu Yuchen, what's wrong with you... Since you don't want to discuss cooperation with me, then let me go. And... don't touch your hands everywhere!"

"You're my wife, why can't you touch her?" He ignored her, instead blowing gently in her ear.

Tang Xinluo blushed, "I said I'm not your wife!"

"I also said that you are my wife. Xiao Luo... No matter how you hide, you will always be my Lu Yuchen's wife." He looked at the little woman in his arms and put away the idea of ​​stealing from Qiao Mohan. The "rogue" appearance.

Sure enough, it was wrong to ask Meng Ze.

If you want to ask, you should ask a professional.

Qiao Mohan is worthy of being a "master of provocation", he was right in the middle of thousands of flowers.

The girl is afraid of being entangled with her, not to mention that Xiao Luo was originally his little wife.

When it's time to take the initiative, don't back down.

"Lu Yuchen, I don't know where you got the illusion from, but I've told you countless times that I have nothing to do with you. Are you bullying me for losing my memory now? You are so inconsiderate, I seriously doubt that my relationship with you was deadlocked before I lost my memory! It's impossible for me to like a man like you!"

"Xiao Luo, it's not that easy to provoke me." He chuckled and put her on the desk.

Then, before Tang Xinluo could react in time, she directly enclosed her whole body between herself and the table.

Seeing the man's handsome face getting closer and closer to him, Tang Xinluo was almost on the verge of crying, "Lu Yuchen, let me go..."

"Don't let it go." He simply shook his head roguely, then approached intimately, and rubbed the tip of her nose with his sharp nose again.

"Xinluo, I have good news for you. The reason why I don't talk about cooperation with you is just because the Witton Group is yours. What the boss wants the company to do, you think, still needs to be subdued. Expensive, do you want to discuss a cooperation plan with your subordinates? You just have to explain it, and someone will naturally prepare the operation plan for you to review."

Tang Xinluo's heart trembled when Lu Yuchen rubbed her nose.

At this time, when I heard his words, I even lost the ability to think.

This happened to be cheap for Lu Yuchen, looking at the dumbfounded little woman with her mouth open and a look of astonishment on her face.

The corners of his lips lifted slightly.

She couldn't help it, so she kissed her. Her lips were clean, but soft and pink.

A kiss went down, a light touch, and then, tossed and deepened.

Lu Yuchen was almost moved by the beautiful feeling of souls meeting.

Well, his little Luo, finally, let him kiss again.

Finding the little woman he kissed seemed even more stunned, unable to react.

He took another step and deepened the kiss.

Until the man's kiss became more and more fiery, full of possessiveness, he wanted to hold her whole in his arms.

Even more ruthlessly, devotedly, kiss her.