Chapter 134 He's Not My Husband, He's My Bodyguard

The handsome man's hair was a little curly, and his smile was a little sunny. He pressed Leng Rongrong's head into his arms with one hand, and rubbed Leng Rongrong's head with the other hand.

But before that hand touched Leng Rongrong's head, it was suddenly grabbed by a hand with sharp bones.

Immediately after, Leng Rongrong was turned in a circle, and then pulled back into Mo Linyuan's arms.

Mo Linyuan stared at the man in front of him with cold and displeased eyes.

Jiang Ting also looked at Mo Linyuan in front of him with an unhappy expression, "Honey, who is he? Is your godfather arranging bodyguards for you? How dare you hug you so presumptuously? It's too much! A Bodyguard, do you understand the rules? Is your employer someone you can hug?"

While speaking, Jiang Ting suddenly shot at Mo Linyuan.

Mo Linyuan frowned, still hugged Leng Rongrong, and at the same time fought against Jiang Ting.

In less than five moves, Jiang Ting was defeated.

Jiang Ting: "Damn, where did this kid come from? How can he be stronger than me."

The corner of Leng Rongrong's mouth twitched: "Jiang Xiaoting... why are you here..."

"Of course I came back to China to look for you. How can you say that you won't contact me if you don't contact me? You just disappeared like this. Do you know how much I miss you and want to see you? My baby!"

Jiang Ting looked at Leng Rongrong pitifully.

"Get out, don't be so disgusting!" Leng Rongrong got out of Mo Linyuan's arms, "Where's Shijiu?"

"The big designer is naturally designing clothes." Jiang Ting ran up to Leng Rongrong, glanced at Mo Linyuan, and asked, "Where did you get such a strong bodyguard?"

"I'm her husband." Mo Linyuan's voice came faintly.

Leng Rongrong staggered, trying to cover Mo Linyuan's mouth, but it was too late, his words had already been spoken.

It's over, it's over!

She is going to die!

"Ha, what husband is not husband, don't talk nonsense, okay! He is one of my bodyguards." Leng Rongrong hurriedly explained to Jiang Ting, "The last time I dealt with a man who pursued me, that man was a bit difficult. So let him pretend to be my husband. He probably misunderstood my relationship with you. "

Mo Linyuan frowned, and stared at Leng Rongrong and Jiang Ting with a pair of dark and deep eyes.

A trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes.

So, is this woman afraid that this man will misunderstand their relationship, so she makes such a bad excuse?

Who is this man, and why does he call her little baby when he meets her, and why does he act so intimately?

"I just said, I was shocked." Jiang Ting patted his chest, looking as if he had just recovered from the shock, "How could you marry someone? How could I not know about your marriage! Little Rong'er, what did you do here when you came here? Did you know that I was here, so you came to see me specially? Is there a feeling of not seeing each other every day? We haven't seen each other for several years, this is It's been thousands of years!"

Jiang Ting hooked Leng Rongrong's shoulders kindly, and then pulled her towards the inside, talking and laughing.

Mo Linyuan's temples throbbed, and his eyes almost pierced through the two people in front of him.

Of course, he, Fourth Master, the leader of the Underworld Empire, was never someone who dared to ignore him, but at this moment, he was ignored by a man and a woman in front of him.

While agreeing with Jiang Ting, Leng Rongrong turned her head and winked at Mo Linyuan, signaling him to help cover it up. Jiang Ting should not know about her marriage, because once Jiang Ting knows, her godfathers will know.

Once the godfathers know about the situation...

It may be more terrifying than the destruction of the earth.

Anyway, she didn't want to mess around, and her godfathers didn't know about her marriage. Given their desire to protect her, she probably felt that there was no man in this world worthy of her.

If this is a silent marriage...

The marriage partner still has not passed the test of the godfathers, nor has he met the godfathers...

At that time, she will have to endure the life and death of her godfathers, and Mo Linyuan is expected to be even more miserable. It is possible for her godfathers to get an army to come and wipe out Mo Linyuan.

Although Mo Linyuan was a little bit dissatisfied, but Leng Rongrong gave him a wink, and he fell silent without saying anything, tacitly acting as a bodyguard and following Leng Rongrong and the others.

Shijiu was drawing design drafts inside.

Jiang Ting's yelling made him run out, and saw Leng Rongrong.

"Hey, miss, you're here, what's the matter?" Shi Jiu asked with a yawn, wearing a baggy home clothes, with yellow hair and a face that didn't seem to wake up.

"Did you design a backless dress a while ago, the one that is so short that the buttocks can be exposed?" Leng Rongrong sat on the sofa alone, and then looked at Shi Jiu like the little ancestor, "Give it to me." Get one."

"Miss, which one are you talking about? All of my designs are backless and buttocks. Your range is too big. I have designed so many. I don't know which one you want." Jiu squeezed her chin, and looked at Leng Rongrong with interest, "Don't you disdain my clothes the most? Why are you suddenly so interested in my clothes? Which man do you want to wear?"

In a word, Jiang Ting and Mo Linyuan looked at Leng Rongrong with sharp eyes at the same time.

"I refute this point of view. Who said that women must wear clothes to please men, and to show them to men. Why can't they like themselves and wear them for themselves? I would rather please myself than to please men. of!"

Leng Rongrong scoffed.

"Miss Rongrong naturally doesn't need to please anyone." Shi Jiudao, "I will keep one of the styles I designed, so you can find it yourself."

Leng Rongrong curled her lips, stood up, and went to a huge room in Shijiu's basement familiarly.

In this room, there are clothes designed by Shi Jiu himself.

There are all kinds of dresses and some everyday styles.

Leng Rongrong found the target at a glance, and took out that piece of clothing at once, "That's it. Xiao Jiujiu, please do me a favor!"

"What's the matter?" Shi Jiu looked at Leng Rongrong warily.

"I need a shawl, before two o'clock." Leng Rongrong looked at Shi Jiu with a smile, "help me find one."

"What shawl?" Shi Jiu's mouth twitched.

"It's designed by Al, it should be this year's new model. Although it's a limited edition, it won't bother you, right?"

"I'll make a few calls to ask."

When Shijiu called, Leng Rongrong went back to the upstairs living room and sat on the sofa.

Mo Linyuan sat on one side, he was silent all the time, but his eyes occasionally stared at Jiang Ting.

Jiang Ting was uncomfortable being looked at. He glanced at Mo Linyuan, then leaned up to Leng Rongrong and asked, "Where did you get such a powerful bodyguard? It doesn't even look like a bodyguard."