Lu Yuchen lowered his head, and bit the little woman's earlobe without any scruples in front of everyone in the resplendent hall.
With a low voice, he said hoarsely in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "If you have this kind of free time, why don't you lie on the bed and love you a few more times. Little Luoluo, you don't even know that you are like this today What a crime to dress up."
"Look at your little face, it's as pure as a high school girl. I can't wait now, I want to tear up your cute skirt, and then press you against the wall, wantonly violating a."
"You..." Thinking of the scene in his words, Xin Luo blushed unconsciously.
With a blushing face, Xinluo looked at Lu Yuchen complainingly, "Be serious, this is a public place."
Really, this is Zhuo Yarong's birthday party, is he going to whisper to her in this kind of place
What's more, there are a lot of people behind them, and there are Jingtai's waiters in front of them, accompanying Song Xiulan.
Xinluo's face was red enough to bleed.
She could only hold Youyou by the hand, leaning slightly to one side, trying to distance herself from Lu Yuchen.
Who knows, Lu Yuchen refused to let go at all.
The big palm pinched her slender waist tightly, and anyone with a discerning eye could see how much ambiguity was revealed in the intimate movements of the two of them.
This kind of domineering possession is really hard for people to look directly at.
Meng Ze and Lu Qi followed behind, exchanged glances for a while, and bowed their heads silently.
Alas, young madam, ask yourself to be blessed!
I hope that your charm can make Master Lu, who has a second personality, fall in love with you wholeheartedly. Only in this way, probably, another Lord Lu will have a chance to wake up.
Song Xiulan led the way and arrived at the door of the private room in a short while.
"Go in, we can start the banquet when you arrive. Yuchen, your mother must be very happy to see you brought your girlfriend here."
After Song Xiulan finished speaking, she pushed open the door and entered.
Just as the door was opened, a childish voice came from the room.
"Little nephew Youyou is so stupid. We have been here several times, but he still can't find his way back!"
"And my aunt, my aunt is so stupid, I haven't been able to find my little nephew after going out for so long. Feifei is hungry... Auntie, can you stop waiting for them, and let's go to the table first, shall we?"
"This..." The old lady felt a little soft-hearted when she saw Feifei staring at herself with big round eyes.
It would be easier to say without waiting for Song Xiulan, but Youyou is Ya Rong's grandson after all, so it would be difficult to justify without waiting for him.
Moreover, Yarong's son, Lu Yuchen, seems to have not arrived yet.
Naturally, the old lady cast her eyes on Zhuo Yarong for help.
"Auntie, the child must not be hungry..." Zhuo Yarong actually wanted to wait for Youyou and Lu Yuchen to arrive before taking the table.
But when the old lady looked at her, the other Zhuo family all looked at her.
In addition, Feifei blinked his round jet-black eyes with longing.
Zhuo Yarong is not a selfish person, when the family gets together, she doesn't want to make the child cry.
Feifei is not Youyou, that child Youyou won't care about these things, but Feifei has a temperament that can't be wronged.
If he didn't follow him, the child would be really hungry, and I'm afraid he would make jokes on the spot.
At that time, a good party will be ugly, and it will not end well in the end.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Yarong let go, "Why don't you wait, let's take a seat."
"Oye, that's great! Feifei is so hungry, auntie, Feifei wants to sit with you!" After the little boy finished speaking, he hugged the old lady's face and kissed her.
The old lady was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear, and she kept smiling on her red face.