Chapter 962: [Song Yirou] That's right, I'm her husband
Guan Chengge said with a wicked smile and glanced at Meng Xingchen pointedly.
Seeing his eyes darken, he smiled more and more ambiguously.
Mo Li was simple and naturally didn't understand his intention, so he just waved his hand repeatedly.
"No, no, it turns out you are Sister Han's husband. It's impossible for Mo Li to have no lover."
Guan Chengge was surprised, but still nodded with satisfaction.[
"Yes, I am her husband."
Husband, this word, feels unusually good, and there was a hint of praise in Li Qiye's eyes.
Seeing that the question was almost finished, Meng Xingchen looked at the time and asked again: "Sister, you don't need Mo Li now, right?"
Guan Chengge hugged her tightly and said with a smile, "She only needs a husband."
The term Li Qiye said was on his lips.
Han Xiaorou frowned, feeling that she could never compare to the two of them, the domineering Guan Chengge and the weird genius brother.
It's a pity that only Li Qiye still doesn't understand what they are talking about.
"Mo Li, come shopping with me."
Han Xiaorou was dissatisfied with the current situation. Since she had already called them out, how could she be allowed to go back because of the sudden change?
"Just go shopping with your husband."
Guan Chengge said, and was about to take her away.
"Guancheng song!"
"It's a city song, or it would be nice to call her husband."
Someone smiled brightly, and with a little effort, she walked towards the car.
This time, let him drive the car. Since they were going shopping, it was like their first date.
"Can you not mention the word husband?"
Before Han Xiaorou got into the car, she still retorted dissatisfiedly. She looked back and saw that Li Li took two steps forward subconsciously, but was held by her brother.
She frowned, okay, the desire to vent on the road was gone.
It’s better not to be someone else’s light bulb.[
"Then Madam is fine."
Guan Chengge responded with ease, leaned over to help her fasten her seat belt, and stole another sweet kiss along the way.
He was always in a good mood and drove the car, sometimes fast and sometimes slowly.
Just like his heartbeat, it was fast sometimes and then steady again.