Overwhelming ladies: Poor young wives come to flop

The wind at night was a bit chilly, Zhao Qingluo chopped her feet coldly, and wrapped her arms around her shoulders.

Soon his body warmed up, and when he raised his head, he saw that Yue Tingcheng had taken off his coat and put it on her body, and asked softly, "Is it still cold?"

Zhao Qingluo shook her head: "It's not cold anymore, just now the temperature difference between inside and outside was a bit big and I just didn't get used to it for a while."

"Then let's walk forward. I ate too much just now, so I can digest it." Yue Tingcheng suggested.

Zhao Qingluo nodded and said, "Okay, it's you who took off your clothes to me, are you cold?"

Yue Tingcheng grabbed Zhao Qingluo's hand and smiled, "I'm still too hot, your hands are sweating when you touch me, those hot dishes just now, my body still looks like it's on fire."

Zhao Qingluo laughed when he said this: "I told you to eat less, but you didn't listen."

"I think that even a foreigner like Professor Ailan can eat spicy food so well. Wouldn't it be too embarrassing for me, an authentic Chinese, to be inferior to him?" Yue Tingcheng laughed.

Seeing what he said, Zhao Qingluo gently scratched his palm, and said helplessly: "Why do you look like a child now when you are so stable."

"My wife is used to it." Yue Tingcheng said with a smile.

"Thank you today, thank you for helping me invite Professor Ailan." Zhao Qingluo said with emotion, without Professor Ailan leading the team, today's reception would never have been so successful.

Yue Tingcheng tapped Zhao Qingluo's forehead lightly: "Fool, you are my wife and I am your husband, and we still have to say thank you. Are you trying to anger me?"

Zhao Qingluo grabbed Yue Tingcheng's hand and said with joy, "I really can't believe that Wanwan and I have become Professor Ailan's disciples. It feels like a dream."

Immediately, she suddenly felt a pain in her hand, Zhao Qingluo asked strangely, "What are you doing?"

"I'll let you see if you're dreaming. Speaking of which, my wife really wants to thank me..." Yue Tingcheng gave Zhao Qingluo a meaningful look when he said this.

Zhao Qingluo looked at Yue Tingcheng puzzledly: "What?"

Yue Tingcheng sighed and then tapped her on the head: "Look at how smart you are in design, why are you so stupid in other places? Forget it, I don't think you can wait until you open your mind." He said for a while. Pulling Zhao Qingluo into her arms, her lips immediately covered her.

Zhao Qingluo was taken aback for a moment, then shyly pushed Yue Tingcheng away and said, "It's still on the street."

"What are you afraid of? It's only natural for me to kiss my wife." Yue Tingcheng said directly, and then he saw Zhao Qingluo's ears were blushing before letting go of her and holding her hand again.

"Forget it, go back and make it up to me, I won't touch you now." Yue Tingcheng said with some regret.

When the two returned home, Yue Tingcheng took Zhao Qingluo to take a bath together. Zhao Qingluo refused to agree at first, but this time she couldn't help her if she wasn't on the street, and was soon forced into the shower by Yue Tingcheng.

The clothes on Zhao Qingluo were quickly stripped clean by Yue Tingcheng.

Yue Tingcheng looked at the clueless Zhao Qingluo with dark eyes, he gently pushed Zhao Qingluo against the wall, and began to kiss her slowly from top to bottom.

Zhao Qingluo was softened by his kiss, and quickly let out a low hum. She put her hands around Yue Tingcheng's back with a little resistance at first, and hung her whole body in his arms.

Yue Tingcheng's knuckle-boned hands slowly rubbed her skin to ignite the fire, and only soft panting sounds could be heard in the hot air.

"Luoluo." Yue Tingcheng called hoarsely.

Zhao Qingluo hummed in a low voice, already in a daze.

Yue Tingcheng gave her a loving look, hugged her even tighter, and said in a low voice, "I'm coming in."

A fierce affair took two hours to end. Yue Tingcheng wiped off the water on Zhao Qingluo's body, took a bath towel and wrapped her up, then picked her up and put her on the bed in the bedroom.

Zhao Qingluo was so tired that her back was sore and her legs were weak, and she had no strength in her whole body.

"Tired?" Yue Tingcheng asked softly, kissing Zhao Qingluo on the forehead.

Zhao Qingluo blushed and said in a low voice: "It's okay."

"I ordered too many spicy dishes today. I don't think you have eaten much. I'll go get you a bowl of noodles." Yue Tingcheng said.

Zhao Qingluo shook her head: "No need, it's already so late, and you've been tired all day, go to bed quickly and sleep."

"It's okay, I'm not tired, I'll go to the refrigerator to see what else is there, the bowl of noodles will be ready soon, don't fall asleep yet," Yue Tingcheng said.

Although Zhao Qingluo didn't want to bother Yue Tingcheng anymore, she knew that Yue Tingcheng cared about her, so she nodded.

There are not many vegetables left in the refrigerator, Yue Tingcheng thought about it and picked a tomato, then added an egg to make a bowl of tomato and egg noodles.

When the noodles were served, Zhao Qingluo was sitting on the bed reading a book, and when she saw Yue Tingcheng came in, she put the book aside.

Zhao Qingluo really didn't eat much at night, only then did she feel a little hungry when she saw the steaming noodles, and she was stopped by Yue Tingcheng when she was about to get out of bed.

"You just sit there, I'll feed you, I'll take a quick cloth and put it on the bed." Yue Tingcheng said while finding a piece of cloth.

"I'm not a child, so I don't need to do this. I'll eat at the table beside me." Zhao Qingluo couldn't help crying.

Just when he wanted to get up but was pushed back, Yue Tingcheng said with a serious face: "I just made my wife so tired, it's normal to feed you the noodles."

Seeing that he insisted on doing this, Zhao Qingluo hesitated for a while and finally nodded, her heart was full of sweetness.

A bowl of noodles was quickly finished in the intimate interaction between the two.

Zhao Qingluo licked her lips and said, "It's delicious."

Seeing her smile like this, Yue Tingcheng said, "If it wasn't for going to bed soon, I'd definitely make you another bowl."

"How can you eat me when you are a pig?" Zhao Qingluo gave him a reproachful look and said, "It's getting late, you should go to bed quickly."

Yue Tingcheng nodded, cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, lifted the quilt and lay down on the other side, then hugged Zhao Qingluo into his arms.

Zhao Qingluo was also very tired today, she buried herself in Yue Tingcheng's arms and quickly fell asleep.

Yue Tingcheng listened to Zhao Qingluo's breathing and looked at her peacefully sleeping face with tenderness in his eyes. He didn't gently move his hand out until he was sure that the person in his arms had completely fallen asleep. Get out of bed and walk outside to the balcony.

The night was dark and the stars were twinkling. Tomorrow must be a fine day. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. The sparks were flickering in the darkness, but his heart was not easy.

There is still no news from Nalan Yun until today, which made him always have a hidden worry in his heart. After pondering for a while, Yue Tingcheng took out his mobile phone from his clothes and dialed Nalan Yun's number.

"I'm sorry, the number you dialed is not answered at the moment, please try again later." The familiar computer echo came back on the phone, and Yue Ting could only pray that nothing happened to Nalan Yun with a cold face. .

After blowing the wind on the balcony for about an hour and smoking a small pack of cigarettes, Yue Tingcheng returned to the house. Looking at Zhao Qingluo's peaceful sleeping face, Yue Tingcheng felt a little more at ease.

Because Zhao Qingluo's press conference was extremely successful and she knew that she was a student of Professor Ailan, Zhao Qingluo's studio was crowded with people and orders suddenly increased.

This day, Lin Yuan was holding Xiaobao and Zhao Qingluo in the studio looking at the design list, when suddenly a person walked in.

The man looked at Zhao Qingluo obsequiously and said, "Miss Zhao, my wife and I just bought a new house, and I would like you to make us a design drawing."

Just when Zhao Qingluo was about to speak, Lin Yuan said in a cold voice: "Don't think that I won't remember you after a while, when Qingluo was wronged, you were the worst scolder, since you look down on Qingluo , why do you come here again?"

The man was taken aback, obviously he didn't expect Lin Yuan to know him, and he said with a bit of embarrassment: "I was also deceived by the villain at that time, and now I know Miss Zhao's true ability, plus she is Professor Ailan's disciple , there must be no problem with the design."

"I'm sorry, we, Qingluo, don't accept orders from a villain like you." Lin Yuan said directly.

Seeing Lin Yuan's harsh words, Zhao Qingluo hastily tugged on his sleeve and shook her head.

But Lin Yuan pushed her hand away and gave her a look, Qingluo is good at everything, but she is too soft-tempered, that's why she gets bullied.

The man's face turned red, obviously he also knew that he was in the wrong, but he didn't dare to say anything more, he just looked at Zhao Qingluo with a little apology and said: "Anyway, I was really wrong about what happened at that time, and I should be right for your friend to say that. I'm so sorry, I'm going first."

It wasn't until after the man left that Zhao Qingluo looked at Lin Yuan helplessly and said, "What are you talking about so badly? People know they are wrong. How can we, who run a studio, offend our customers?"

Lin Yuan gave her a blank look: "You just have no temper, so don't compromise when dealing with this kind of person. Now that the studio is not short of orders, if your family knows about this, he will definitely not agree to it."

Zhao Qingluo had no choice but to say no more, she was a little tired from working all morning and got up to tease Xiaobao of Lin Yuan's family, Xiaobao smiled happily when she saw her, with big eyes and round face, very cute.

"Little Treasure is so cute." Zhao Qingluo poked her little cheek with her finger and said.

"Aren't those twins in your family cute?" Lin Yuan rolled his eyes at her.

"But they are too young, and I can't play with them." Zhao Qingluo felt a little regretful.

In the afternoon, Lin Yuan took Xiaobao back. Xiaobao was going to sleep, so it was not convenient to stay in the studio all the time.

Zhao Qingluo had just finished her lunch and was about to resume work when she received a call from Lin Wan. The girl smiled and said, "I never thought that the teacher would admit that you and I are his favorite disciples in public. I feel so honored."

Zhao Qingluo also smiled and said: "Yeah, if it wasn't for the teacher, my press conference would not have been so successful, and the teacher asked me to say hello to you on his behalf. I promised him that if I have time, I will go abroad to watch it with you." he."

"Okay, it's just that you are a very busy person now and don't know when you will be free." Lin Wan sighed and said, "I still have something to do, so I will hang up first and contact you at any time."