Qin Ruicheng came down from upstairs with a bath towel loosely around his waist. He walked while stroking the water from his hair. The small droplets of water fell on his collarbone as he moved, and then flowed down his honey-colored skin. Finally, he disappeared into the shadow of the bath towel with the slender mermaid line.
The living room was very quiet, and Qin Ruicheng finally realized that the atmosphere seemed to be a little wrong. He stopped and grabbed the handrail of the stairs and looked down, but it was facing the sharp eyes of the hostess of the Qin family.
Qin's mother, who was over fifty years old, was well maintained and sat upright on the sofa with her chest straightened up, which seemed to be a bit like the Empress Dowager Cialis. Qin Ruicheng was used to being sick since childhood and had long been immune to this scene, but he still had to pretend to be good at his face. So Qin Ruicheng slowly sat down opposite Qin's mother with slippers, posing as if he was "swallowing his ears".
this.Qin's mother stretched out her finger and pointed at Qin Ruicheng's cell phone on the desktop. She opened her mouth and said that she was the king. Who is "flat-chick Qiao"?
Did she call?Why don't you call me?
Qin Ruicheng picked up the phone on the desktop and saw a call that had been answered. Qin Ruicheng looked at Qin's mother with an unpleasant expression, "Did you answer?"What did she say?
Are you talking to your mother?
Qin's mother slapped the table, "Okay, if you don't want to take over the business at home, I will let you make a fuss. I have never cared about you if you want to shoot AVs. Now, even my mother dares to yell for a quarrel of a woman?!
No... Qin Ruicheng sighed in his heart and tried to make his tone softer. Mom, am I in a hurry?Besides, Xiao Qiao is not a chaotic woman...
He said the last sentence vaguely and quietly, but Qin's mother still heard it clearly. Qin's mother understood it all at once, and after thinking about it, she softened her tone: It's not that mom doesn't agree with you dating girls, but so many industries in our family are not trivial. You are also playful and have no interest in doing business since you were a child. If you don't find someone who can help with the business, how can you let your father and I feel relieved?
Qin Ruicheng could almost recite this set of words when he heard it. He knew that he would never follow the questions at this time. He glanced around the table and smoked a cigarette from the cigarette box and put it in his mouth.
No smoking is allowed at home!
I don’t order it, isn’t it okay to be satisfied with it?Qin Ruicheng said depressedly.
You are not young anymore. You were allowed to play a few years ago, and now you should calm down.
Qin's mother glanced at Qin Ruicheng, Chairman Zhang's daughter was still thinking about you. She asked his father to remind me several times, why didn't you ask someone out?
Qin Ruicheng slowly grind the cigarette filter with his teeth, not intending to silence.
OK, since you don’t like this, there should be someone you like, right?
Qin's mother said dissatisfiedly, if you run out every day and don't attend business parties, how can you recognize a girl you agree with?Let’s do this. In two days, your uncle Liu’s eldest daughter is engaged. All of them are well-known in the industry. You can clean up yourself and don’t embarrass me if you go!
I have a job...
Pushed!Qin's mother cut off the iron and cut off the nails. Does Chairman Ruifan still miss his son's salary?
OK, stop eating.Song Qiyan pulled Qiao Qiao's bowl in front of him and said funny, "I just want to delay the time and eat slowly, why do I eat so much?"
Qiao Qiao, who was seen through the plan, felt embarrassed and moved his mouth for a few times but didn't say anything. Song Qiyan's few patience had already been exhausted. He grabbed the car keys on the table and said: Let's go.
Director Song... Qiao Qiao sat on the chair and refused to move, but he looked at Song Qiyan with a beacon, as if he was about to go to the execution ground.
Song Qiyan's Adam's apple moved twice, and he tried for two seconds to relax Wei's curled right hand. For some reason, every time Qiao Qiao showed such a weak expression, his first reaction was never to comfort her, but to do something more excessive.
Perhaps the expression on his face revealed a clue. Qiao Qiao stared at Song Qiyan for two seconds and then suddenly jumped out of the seat, grabbed his handbag and rushed out. Song Qiyan paused in disappointment and stepped out of the store in the unsuccessful eyes of the waitresses.
I have to say that although Qiao Qiao is sometimes heartless, his intuition is really accurate.
It was already eight o'clock in the evening when the two arrived at Song Qiyan's apartment. Song Qiyan turned on the lights in the living room, changed into a pair of home slippers in the foyer, and found another pair for Qiao Qiao.
He has never had a hostess here, so he has never prepared women's slippers. Qiao Qiao came several times and was wearing Song Qiyan's old slippers. They were big and inappropriate on his feet. They almost tripped after walking two steps.
Song Qiyan looked at Qiao Qiao's feet intently, and Qiao Qiao felt a little nervous. She took two steps towards the kitchen and changed the topic: Is there water?I'm a little thirsty.
The cup is in the cabinet on the upper right.Song Qiyan's voice was steady. He had taken off his suit jacket and was holding his arm and unbuttoning the cufflinks on his wrist. His movements were casual and full of power.
Qiao Qiao pretended to be looking for a cup, but her ears kept listening to the movements on the entrance hall. After she finally took off the cup, there were also two slight collisions on the entrance hall.
It was very crisp and short, but Qiao Qiao could still hear the sound of Song Qiyan's silver cufflinks being thrown into the iron box by him.
This sound is like a signal, indicating that something lust is about to happen.
Qiao Qiao's face became hot, and his hands were trembling with his hands to pick up drinking water, trying his best to ignore the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer behind him.
What's wrong?A pair of slender and powerful hands pressed on Qiao Qiao's hands and shook them like this.
The man's arm stretched out from behind, and naturally surrounded Qiao Qiao's shoulders and wrapped them in his arms. Qiao Qiao struggled for a while but couldn't break away. Song Qiyan lowered his head and put his jaw on Qiao Qiao's shoulder and neck.
He was much taller than Qiao Qiao. He looked like he was holding Qiao Qiao in his arms so down so much that he was unexpectedly tamed, and he looked like he had been captured by Qiao Qiao.
I drank water first, Qiao Qiao raised the cup, but the second half of the sentence was not spoken.
Song Qiyan's nose swept across Qiao Qiao's side face, and the man's lips fell on her ear bones. He sucked it gently and then slid down. Finally, Qiao Qiao's head was raised, and his fragile neck was completely exposed, and he was bitten by the man.
Song, Song Director!
Qiao Qiao turned his head in a mess to hide, but how could he really avoid this imprisoned posture?
She only felt that she was numb from her neck to her chest. When she remembered to push the man away, a pair of slightly cool hands had already stretched out from the hem of Qiao Qiao's top.
What do you call me?Song Qiyan asked in a hoarse voice.
Don't... Qiao Qiao held the man's hand randomly. She knew that if she continued like this, she would definitely be discovered by Song Qiyan. Then she would be really a god and could not save her. Taking advantage of the opportunity now, she must think of a solution. Qiao Qiao thought about an excuse and finally covered her stomach. Me, my stomach hurts.
The man stopped and stared at Qiao Qiao with half-squinted eyes. I don’t know if he was guilty. Qiao Qiao actually felt a little painful under such gaze.
It hurts really?
Song Qiyan asked indifferently. His movements did not stop at all. In just a few seconds, he had unbuttoned Qiao Qiao's underwear. His slender fingers were slowly rubbing Qiao Qiao's small breasts. He grabbed them gently and then released them. His fingertips occasionally fiddled with the small particles at the top, as if he was not attentive at all, just for entertainment.
It seems like I've eaten too much spicy food...
The man's fingers made Qiao Qiao's whole body numb. She shrank and hid back, but behind her was the man's chest emitting heat, so she could only allow Song Qiyan to rub it.
I told you not to eat so much and not to listen.
Song Qiyan sighed. He pulled out his hand, grabbed the shaky cup from Qiao Qiao's hand, took a cup of hot water and stuffed it into Qiao Qiao's hand, I'll get some medicine, you go to the sofa to rest.
He took a step back, opened a distance from Qiao Qiao, and then took a breath very slowly, as if he was forcibly clearing the chinensis from his brain. Even though the crotch of his suit pants was tightly stretched, the excited shape of his genitals could be vaguely seen.
Qiao Qiao didn't dare to look at him, so he nodded slightly from the spot.
Song Qiyan turned around and went to the inner room, and Qiao Qiao also walked towards the living room with her cup in her arms.As soon as she walked into the living room, she heard a buzzing sound. She searched around and found that it was her cell phone in her handbag.
Qiao Qiao?The man sounded a little panting, so let's open the door.
Ah?Qiao Qiao realized what happened and immediately felt a little embarrassed. I am not at home now, I am
I know.Zhou Yuanchuan's voice on the other end of the phone was a little smile. When I opened the door, I was outside Mr. Song's house.
Qiao Qiao was stunned.
No, right?Qiao Qiao looked at the door with a conditioned reflex. Of course, she could not see anything through the door panel. She lowered her voice, Mr. Zhou, you are not kidding...
Qiao Qiao looked at the bedroom with guilt. Before Song Qiyan came out, she looked at the door in entanglement again. The man on the other end of the phone didn't say anything anymore, as if waiting for Qiao Qiao to make a choice. The quiet and long breathing sound mixed with a little current noise came into her ears, just like the feeling that Zhou Yuanchuan gave people, safe, peaceful, and looked unaggressive.
Qiao Qiao tiptoed open the door of Song Qiyan's apartment.
The handsome and tall man stood outside the door, wearing a light blue striped shirt and a V-neck sweater on the upper body and dark trousers on the lower body. Perhaps because he just came down from the podium, he was rarely very scholarly, and even the sense of alienation in the past was much weaker.
Zhou Yuanchuan hung up the phone in his hand, his beautiful black eyes flashing colorfully. He stared at Qiao Qiao and smiled with his lips.
Don't invite me in?
The living room was very quiet, and Qin Ruicheng finally realized that the atmosphere seemed to be a little wrong. He stopped and grabbed the handrail of the stairs and looked down, but it was facing the sharp eyes of the hostess of the Qin family.
Qin's mother, who was over fifty years old, was well maintained and sat upright on the sofa with her chest straightened up, which seemed to be a bit like the Empress Dowager Cialis. Qin Ruicheng was used to being sick since childhood and had long been immune to this scene, but he still had to pretend to be good at his face. So Qin Ruicheng slowly sat down opposite Qin's mother with slippers, posing as if he was "swallowing his ears".
this.Qin's mother stretched out her finger and pointed at Qin Ruicheng's cell phone on the desktop. She opened her mouth and said that she was the king. Who is "flat-chick Qiao"?
Did she call?Why don't you call me?
Qin Ruicheng picked up the phone on the desktop and saw a call that had been answered. Qin Ruicheng looked at Qin's mother with an unpleasant expression, "Did you answer?"What did she say?
Are you talking to your mother?
Qin's mother slapped the table, "Okay, if you don't want to take over the business at home, I will let you make a fuss. I have never cared about you if you want to shoot AVs. Now, even my mother dares to yell for a quarrel of a woman?!
No... Qin Ruicheng sighed in his heart and tried to make his tone softer. Mom, am I in a hurry?Besides, Xiao Qiao is not a chaotic woman...
He said the last sentence vaguely and quietly, but Qin's mother still heard it clearly. Qin's mother understood it all at once, and after thinking about it, she softened her tone: It's not that mom doesn't agree with you dating girls, but so many industries in our family are not trivial. You are also playful and have no interest in doing business since you were a child. If you don't find someone who can help with the business, how can you let your father and I feel relieved?
Qin Ruicheng could almost recite this set of words when he heard it. He knew that he would never follow the questions at this time. He glanced around the table and smoked a cigarette from the cigarette box and put it in his mouth.
No smoking is allowed at home!
I don’t order it, isn’t it okay to be satisfied with it?Qin Ruicheng said depressedly.
You are not young anymore. You were allowed to play a few years ago, and now you should calm down.
Qin's mother glanced at Qin Ruicheng, Chairman Zhang's daughter was still thinking about you. She asked his father to remind me several times, why didn't you ask someone out?
Qin Ruicheng slowly grind the cigarette filter with his teeth, not intending to silence.
OK, since you don’t like this, there should be someone you like, right?
Qin's mother said dissatisfiedly, if you run out every day and don't attend business parties, how can you recognize a girl you agree with?Let’s do this. In two days, your uncle Liu’s eldest daughter is engaged. All of them are well-known in the industry. You can clean up yourself and don’t embarrass me if you go!
I have a job...
Pushed!Qin's mother cut off the iron and cut off the nails. Does Chairman Ruifan still miss his son's salary?
OK, stop eating.Song Qiyan pulled Qiao Qiao's bowl in front of him and said funny, "I just want to delay the time and eat slowly, why do I eat so much?"
Qiao Qiao, who was seen through the plan, felt embarrassed and moved his mouth for a few times but didn't say anything. Song Qiyan's few patience had already been exhausted. He grabbed the car keys on the table and said: Let's go.
Director Song... Qiao Qiao sat on the chair and refused to move, but he looked at Song Qiyan with a beacon, as if he was about to go to the execution ground.
Song Qiyan's Adam's apple moved twice, and he tried for two seconds to relax Wei's curled right hand. For some reason, every time Qiao Qiao showed such a weak expression, his first reaction was never to comfort her, but to do something more excessive.
Perhaps the expression on his face revealed a clue. Qiao Qiao stared at Song Qiyan for two seconds and then suddenly jumped out of the seat, grabbed his handbag and rushed out. Song Qiyan paused in disappointment and stepped out of the store in the unsuccessful eyes of the waitresses.
I have to say that although Qiao Qiao is sometimes heartless, his intuition is really accurate.
It was already eight o'clock in the evening when the two arrived at Song Qiyan's apartment. Song Qiyan turned on the lights in the living room, changed into a pair of home slippers in the foyer, and found another pair for Qiao Qiao.
He has never had a hostess here, so he has never prepared women's slippers. Qiao Qiao came several times and was wearing Song Qiyan's old slippers. They were big and inappropriate on his feet. They almost tripped after walking two steps.
Song Qiyan looked at Qiao Qiao's feet intently, and Qiao Qiao felt a little nervous. She took two steps towards the kitchen and changed the topic: Is there water?I'm a little thirsty.
The cup is in the cabinet on the upper right.Song Qiyan's voice was steady. He had taken off his suit jacket and was holding his arm and unbuttoning the cufflinks on his wrist. His movements were casual and full of power.
Qiao Qiao pretended to be looking for a cup, but her ears kept listening to the movements on the entrance hall. After she finally took off the cup, there were also two slight collisions on the entrance hall.
It was very crisp and short, but Qiao Qiao could still hear the sound of Song Qiyan's silver cufflinks being thrown into the iron box by him.
This sound is like a signal, indicating that something lust is about to happen.
Qiao Qiao's face became hot, and his hands were trembling with his hands to pick up drinking water, trying his best to ignore the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer behind him.
What's wrong?A pair of slender and powerful hands pressed on Qiao Qiao's hands and shook them like this.
The man's arm stretched out from behind, and naturally surrounded Qiao Qiao's shoulders and wrapped them in his arms. Qiao Qiao struggled for a while but couldn't break away. Song Qiyan lowered his head and put his jaw on Qiao Qiao's shoulder and neck.
He was much taller than Qiao Qiao. He looked like he was holding Qiao Qiao in his arms so down so much that he was unexpectedly tamed, and he looked like he had been captured by Qiao Qiao.
I drank water first, Qiao Qiao raised the cup, but the second half of the sentence was not spoken.
Song Qiyan's nose swept across Qiao Qiao's side face, and the man's lips fell on her ear bones. He sucked it gently and then slid down. Finally, Qiao Qiao's head was raised, and his fragile neck was completely exposed, and he was bitten by the man.
Song, Song Director!
Qiao Qiao turned his head in a mess to hide, but how could he really avoid this imprisoned posture?
She only felt that she was numb from her neck to her chest. When she remembered to push the man away, a pair of slightly cool hands had already stretched out from the hem of Qiao Qiao's top.
What do you call me?Song Qiyan asked in a hoarse voice.
Don't... Qiao Qiao held the man's hand randomly. She knew that if she continued like this, she would definitely be discovered by Song Qiyan. Then she would be really a god and could not save her. Taking advantage of the opportunity now, she must think of a solution. Qiao Qiao thought about an excuse and finally covered her stomach. Me, my stomach hurts.
The man stopped and stared at Qiao Qiao with half-squinted eyes. I don’t know if he was guilty. Qiao Qiao actually felt a little painful under such gaze.
It hurts really?
Song Qiyan asked indifferently. His movements did not stop at all. In just a few seconds, he had unbuttoned Qiao Qiao's underwear. His slender fingers were slowly rubbing Qiao Qiao's small breasts. He grabbed them gently and then released them. His fingertips occasionally fiddled with the small particles at the top, as if he was not attentive at all, just for entertainment.
It seems like I've eaten too much spicy food...
The man's fingers made Qiao Qiao's whole body numb. She shrank and hid back, but behind her was the man's chest emitting heat, so she could only allow Song Qiyan to rub it.
I told you not to eat so much and not to listen.
Song Qiyan sighed. He pulled out his hand, grabbed the shaky cup from Qiao Qiao's hand, took a cup of hot water and stuffed it into Qiao Qiao's hand, I'll get some medicine, you go to the sofa to rest.
He took a step back, opened a distance from Qiao Qiao, and then took a breath very slowly, as if he was forcibly clearing the chinensis from his brain. Even though the crotch of his suit pants was tightly stretched, the excited shape of his genitals could be vaguely seen.
Qiao Qiao didn't dare to look at him, so he nodded slightly from the spot.
Song Qiyan turned around and went to the inner room, and Qiao Qiao also walked towards the living room with her cup in her arms.As soon as she walked into the living room, she heard a buzzing sound. She searched around and found that it was her cell phone in her handbag.
Qiao Qiao?The man sounded a little panting, so let's open the door.
Ah?Qiao Qiao realized what happened and immediately felt a little embarrassed. I am not at home now, I am
I know.Zhou Yuanchuan's voice on the other end of the phone was a little smile. When I opened the door, I was outside Mr. Song's house.
Qiao Qiao was stunned.
No, right?Qiao Qiao looked at the door with a conditioned reflex. Of course, she could not see anything through the door panel. She lowered her voice, Mr. Zhou, you are not kidding...
Qiao Qiao looked at the bedroom with guilt. Before Song Qiyan came out, she looked at the door in entanglement again. The man on the other end of the phone didn't say anything anymore, as if waiting for Qiao Qiao to make a choice. The quiet and long breathing sound mixed with a little current noise came into her ears, just like the feeling that Zhou Yuanchuan gave people, safe, peaceful, and looked unaggressive.
Qiao Qiao tiptoed open the door of Song Qiyan's apartment.
The handsome and tall man stood outside the door, wearing a light blue striped shirt and a V-neck sweater on the upper body and dark trousers on the lower body. Perhaps because he just came down from the podium, he was rarely very scholarly, and even the sense of alienation in the past was much weaker.
Zhou Yuanchuan hung up the phone in his hand, his beautiful black eyes flashing colorfully. He stared at Qiao Qiao and smiled with his lips.
Don't invite me in?
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