The sweet wife is too fierce: Mr. Lu, get out of here!

Chapter 1180 Killing chickens in the previous life, but studying medicine in this life 4

"Don't worry, I've made all the arrangements." Lu Yisheng stretched out his hand and rubbed An Hao's little head, his slender fingers gently combed that long hair, as time passed, An Hao's hair has grown long A lot, and the whole person is not as lively and playful as before, giving people a somewhat immature feeling.

Now Anhao looks much stronger. Although she looks small, her aura is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Just like a rose that just bloomed, it is cold and delicate, but it has thorns, which are not something ordinary people can touch at will.

"That's good."

Anhao squinted her eyes, and there was a trace of ruthlessness in her eyes. If someone really dared to attack Mi Ai, then she, Qiao Anhao, would do everything she could to kill Mi Ai!

No one can touch the people around her!

Lu Yicheng looked natural, but he was a little worried when he looked at Qiao Anhao. He was worried that Anhao was not familiar with the company's handling and would be tricked by Yu Wei. After all, Anhao was not as good as Yu Wei in this respect.

So, he said, "At that time, I will arrange some people to go to the company, and you will be your female president."

The words "female president" caught Qiao Anhao's ears in an instant. She hooked Lu Yicheng's neck with one hand, and gently hooked her slender fingers on Lu Yicheng's jaw. She said noblely and coldly, "In this case, Lu Yicheng Are you always willing to be taken care of by me?"

Qiao Anhao giggled, looking at Lu Yisheng with an indescribably evil look in his eyes.

Lu Yicheng wasn't angry either, he just stretched out his hand and hugged Qiao Anhao onto his lap. His rough fingers slid in from the hem of his clothes and kneaded beggingly. However, Lu Yisheng's face was still expressionless as if covered with frost.

It's just that those azure blue eyes seemed to be on fire, hot and full of domineering, which made Qiao Anhao's teasing just now weakened in an instant, and she stretched out her hand to Lu Yisheng's chest.

"Stop it, I'm the wounded!" She didn't want to be crushed by Lu Yicheng after her legs were injured, she just wanted to recover quietly, get off the ground as soon as possible and teach Louis herself a lesson.

But Lu Yicheng's movements didn't stop. Instead, he slowly climbed up along the slippery skin until he reached the softness of his chest, and kneaded it carefully.

Such an ambiguous movement seemed to Lu Yicheng to do something very elegant, and his whole body exuded a noble and elegant temperament.

Qiao Anhao held down the troublesome hand, and said through gritted teeth, "Lu Yicheng, believe it or not if I fucked you to death! You are shameless and I want shame!"

In this well-lit living room, Mama Wu and Uncle Lin might appear from time to time. If they were seen, would she still need to be human?

The face was thrown into the Pacific Ocean for reclamation!

"Oh? Scold me." Lu Yicheng's movements became more merciless, and the movements became more and more serious, which made Qiao Anhao's breathing hard. If you move, you can only accept it passively.

She hated Lu Yicheng's actions in her heart, and cursed, "Wait for me if you have the ability, we will fight for eight hundred rounds."

"Eight hundred rounds."

Lu Yicheng stopped his hand, his eyes were full of sadness, and he withdrew his hand calmly. Obviously, he was very satisfied with this transaction.