I Really Don't Want to Sign a Marriage Agreement with the Big Boss

chapter 12: the showy wife

lu jiayan looked at him.

sheng mingzhi silently looked away.

in the quiet of the living room, even the sound of needles falling on the ground can be heard.

the two were so strangely silent for a while, and finally, lu jiayan couldn't hold back.

the man covered his face and laughed out loud.

the whole person also sat down on the sofa, as if he had no bones, and leaned lazily on the sofa, laughing a little wildly.

sheng ming's ear roots gradually became red, and his skin was porcelain white, so it looked particularly obvious.

lu jiayan laughed for a long time, and became more and more arrogant, and later he bent down with a little laughter, and he finally couldn't hang his face when he smiled brightly.

he turned to look at lu jiayan, and the young master's temper was about to explode.

just before he could stage a bit of irritation and anger, he mistakenly looked into lu jiayan's peach blossom eyes, and the eyes that were always covered with a layer of alienation disappeared at this moment, adding a little tenderness to him.

sheng ming was stunned for a moment, almost confused by the beauty, and quickly calmed down for a second, not straight and strong: "what's funny?" at the same time, he was speechless to himself for a moment, and he hadn't seen lu jiayan's face, there was nothing to be amazed about.

thinking about it, i was not convinced, and scolded in my heart: male fox essence!

lu jiayan laughed enough before he spoke, and there was still a hint of laughter in his tone: "i don't think it's funny." the ghosts didn't believe what was said.

he paused and teased, "i just didn't expect you to grow up and understand things one day." <

sheng mingzhi: ...

who to treat as a child?

he gritted his back teeth and smiled in response: "don't be too impressed." i should honor my elders.

sheng mingzhi flipped out the luxury goods in the bag while scolding him, and set up a table with a variety of dazzling eyes.

lu jiayan ignored sheng mingzhi's attack on his age, casually lifted a skull necklace with exaggerated shape and rock style, and raised an eyebrow: "this is also filial piety to the elders?"

sheng ming was stunned, scolding qiao yan's garbage aesthetic in his heart, how could there be such a strange killing matt necklace mixed in?

looking at lu jiayan's expression as a dog man, it seemed that he was already mocking his aesthetic.

"oh. this style is now popular. sheng mingzhi forcibly reversed black and white, and his face did not change color: "don't you think it is very suitable for you, wearing it can help you reduce your age oh kiss, can make you perfectly integrate into the world of young people?" 

"age reduction?" lu jiayan laughed and said, "reduce your life." he chuckled and shook his head, the style of the ornaments on the table did not look like sheng ming's childish daily style at all.

after all, even if this little ancestor ate a mouthful of vegetables, he had to pick beautiful vegetable leaves to eat.

of course, lu jiayan didn't ask him what kind of wind he smoked and bought a bunch of ugly things to put at home. it can only be said that it is ugly like this, and it will never be something that sheng mingzhi himself voluntarily wants to buy.

the man put down the "age-reducing" skull necklace in his hand and prepared to go upstairs to wash it.

as a result, the next second, sheng mingzhi suddenly stopped him: "wait. what do you mean, lu jiayan just left?