Stand-in bride: Mr. Lu's first favorite wife

The relationship is very rigid now.

Sister Xu also went to rest in the bedroom on the first floor.

The lights were on in the living room, and Lu Qinghan was alone.

The man sat on the sofa like a sculpture, maintaining the same posture. After about ten minutes, he stood up and went upstairs with the woman's bag.

Back in the bedroom.

Lu Qinghan couldn't help slowing down his movements.

He put Wen Xi's cell phone on the bedside table, which is where he used to put it. Just as he put it down, he saw the screen of Wen Xi's cell phone light up. It should be a text message, but Lu Qinghan's eyes were not on the text message. Instead, it's on your phone's screensaver wallpaper.

Thought you, this is a photo of him and Wen Xi.

Both laughed a little silly.

Wen Xi is very cute, her eyes are bent when she smiles, and the corners of her lips are slightly dimpled.

As for himself, he almost didn't recognize himself in this photo.

He had never smiled so brightly.

Lu Qinghan wanted to take another look, but the phone screen went black.

He took Wen Xi's cell phone, grabbed the woman's finger, and opened the combination lock.

The screensaver wallpaper that catches your eyes is warm and sweet.

Both smiles are a bit silly, but both smiles come from the heart.

Lu Qinghan stared at this photo for several seconds, lost in thought.

At this time, another message came.

"Fourth sister-in-law, I accidentally sent the wrong photo just now, sorry, don't misunderstand me and fourth brother."

Lu Qinghan frowned.

The person was not named.

But Lu Qinghan knew him, and he could almost memorize this person's phone number.

It is elegant.

He remembered that Wen Xi asked him if he liked Feng Qinya, and if he was with Feng Qinya.

He opened the text box, and the topmost message was just sent by Feng Qinya.

There are three messages in total.

One is to tell Wen Xi that she went to the hospital with him in the afternoon.

One is a picture, in the picture he is in the hospital with Feng Qinya, and he is holding Feng Qinya's hand.

One is the one just now.

Could it be because of this that Wen Xi misunderstood herself?

He looked at these text messages and fell into thought.

If it wasn't for Feng Qinya's familiarity with this number, he really couldn't believe that Feng Qinya would send such a text message to Wen Xi.

Her sister Feng Qinya, who was always gentle and obedient in front of her, seemed to be a different person.

It made Lu Qinghan feel a little strange.

He glanced at Wen Xi who was lying on the bed. Perhaps it was because of the catalyst of alcohol that she fell into a deep sleep.

But she was dishonest when she was sleeping, and the quilt would fall off from time to time, and the man helped to cover it.

She slept soundly.

Lu Qinghan looked at her sleeping face for a long time, then got up and went to the small terrace outside.

Outside the big bedroom is a small terrace of ten square meters, with a tea table and two iron fabric chairs on it, where Lu Qinghan occasionally sits and drinks tea.

At this moment, he looked out the window at night.

It was early morning.

The night is dark.

The lights in the entire Lu Zhai garden were on, and from this angle, he could see the bright red roses in the garden because of the bright lights.