Cheng Shao's Apex Gummy Candy

When they arrived at Cheng's house, Cheng Tianze forcibly pulled her out of the car, dragged her upstairs to the bedroom, and closed the door tightly.

"Xiao Nian saved my life." Cheng Tianze sighed, and suddenly said something.

Yin Qian turned her head and ignored her, and got into the bathroom to take a shower, thinking that he was explaining, but it's nothing if he doesn't talk to each other before and doesn't talk to him afterwards!
After taking a shower, without saying a word, I fell asleep with my head covered.

Halfway through my sleep, I smelled the aroma of rice, and my stomach growled non-stop.

"Get up and eat." Cheng Tianze entered the room with the plate, and called her in a lukewarm manner.

She continued to sleep, motionless.

"I've peeled the shrimp for you." Seeing that she ignored her, Cheng Tianze took the initiative to talk to her again.

She snickered, thinking that she couldn't forgive so easily, so she definitely wouldn't eat it.

But after a long time, there was no movement, only the sound of the door closing. This time Young Master Cheng didn't follow her, but went straight away with the dinner plate in his hand. He didn't hear him come in until she fell asleep.

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Cheng Tianze, who was flipping through the materials in the study, looked up at the wall clock. It was already two o'clock in Yin Chen. He twisted his neck, stretched his muscles and bones, and returned to the bedroom.

Seeing Yin Qian nestled in the center of the big bed at a glance, a faint smile hit the corner of her lips.

He took a shower and got into the bed. The little girl's body temperature was so low that she didn't even warm the bed. She still had cold hands and feet.

Just as he put her in his arms, she woke up suddenly, looking straight at him with her clear and dust-free eyes, and whispered softly: "I'm going to get divorced anyway, so don't accommodate me."

"Hush, sleep." Cheng Tianze put her in his arms again, resting his chin on her head, and closed his eyes silently.

Yin Qian felt for a moment that the normal version of Young Master Cheng had returned.

She likes to lie in his arms, she is very solid, she squints her eyes and soon falls asleep, forgetting about her hungry stomach.

Yin Qian was woken up by Qiao Mu's emergency call early in the morning, saying that Cheng Shaoyun had come to the company to pick things up.

The young masters of the Cheng family are all ancestors, and she can't afford to offend any of them. Although she has a headache, she still has to face it.

Just about to get out of bed, Cheng Tianze hooked her waist and fell back into his arms.

"Sleep a little longer." He was confused, and buried his face into her shoulder as usual.

"No, that cold-blooded brother of yours is looking for trouble again." She struggled to sit up. It had been three months, and every time Cheng Shaoyun came to the door, there must be no good, either asking for money or power, or just pointing fingers.

"I'm here, huh?" Cheng Tianze raised his head, resting his chin on one hand, lying on his side beside her, pursing his lips leisurely, looking at her calmly.

Looking at him, Yin Qian was dumbfounded. What was the reason for this inexplicable familiarity, "Young Master Cheng, have you recovered your memory?"

Cheng Tianze shook his head in denial, held her face in his hands, and lowered his head to kiss her slightly opened lips. He kissed deeply, the kind of encroachment that went deep into the bone marrow, and wanted to imprint him completely in her feelings.

When he saw her sobbing in Qi Yanchen's arms, he didn't know which of his tendons was wrong. Strong jealousy spread into his blood and flowed all over his body.

This woman was very important to him. During the three months without memory, his inexplicable emptiness and sudden heartache were probably all because of her.

I can't remember her, but I remember the feeling of kissing and touching in my nerves. She is indeed his cat.

"Cheng Tianze, you are not allowed to touch me, we are going to be divorced!" Yin Qian was so angry that she burst into tears, she slammed his chest hard, and hid herself in bed. Since she can't remember, and since she wants to divorce, why bother to provoke her again? she.

"I seem to like you very much." Cheng Tianze explained seriously, forgetting a lot of things, but there is always a person hidden in his heart, and he always dreams of her at night, but he can't see her face clearly.

One by one teardrops slipped from the corners of her eyes and melted into the quilt, a scene that seemed familiar.

The first time she expressed her love to Young Master Cheng, she also said this: Young Master Cheng, I seem to like you.

"What I want is not like." She imitated his answer at that time, and suddenly understood his state of mind at that time.

At that time Cheng Tianze was kind to her in every possible way, but she turned him away. She emphasized to him over and over that she loved A Xuan, but he didn't care and spoiled her to the extreme.

He lost his voice, lifted the quilt she was holding tightly, and looked at her sincerely, "Do it again, okay?"

His fingertips slid across the corners of her eyes, slid across her face, and stroked her gently. The delicate little woman had a stubborn temperament.

"But I don't like your version of Young Master Cheng. I want the old Young Master Cheng." She cried, just like the pink and tender peach blossoms after the rain with water droplets hanging on them, giving it a refreshing taste.

Maybe it's because she's used to being pampered and subdued by him, and she can't stand him always scolding her for being wayward and always ignoring her.

She obviously tried very hard to help him remember, and tried very hard to restrain herself from throwing his heart down.

This is her man, but he is so unfamiliar that he is uncomfortable to get along with, and he doesn't even dare to talk to him casually.

Yin Qian cried hard, and put her arms around Cheng Tianze's neck. She really wanted the old Young Master Cheng, who could feed her and put her to sleep...

Some things, once dependent, are difficult to quit. She is addicted to Cheng Tianze, and she will never be able to quit in this life.

Cheng Tianze reached out and stroked her head, patted her on the back, seeing her crying, he felt like laughing, the corners of his mouth were still slightly upturned.

She cried, but he didn't stop her, and let her cry until her voice was hoarse and she couldn't breathe.

"The little cat who loves to cry." Cheng Tianze restrained his arrogance, lowered his posture to care for her, rubbed her red and swollen eyes, and pursed his lips with a smile.

The only thing Cheng Tianze has in common before and after frustration is that she always smiles brightly when she is crying.

As far as Yin Qian is concerned, he is heartless and doesn't know how to love others.

"Young Master Cheng, why did you suddenly change your sex? You obviously don't care about me." She looked up at him, her eyes were red, at this moment she looked like a cat with innocent rabbit eyes, cute and cute.

Cheng Tianze smiled and said nothing, pretending to be mysterious, but in fact he was touched after hearing Song Ling's sentence "The cat you raise does have nine lives, all to protect you".

She stubbornly asked for a divorce, and then cried in front of Qi Yanchen, and he was moved again.

The only thing he could be sure of was that the little woman in front of him loved him like hell.

A cat has nine lives, but only one heart.

She is his cat, and he is her heart.

Yin Qian felt uncomfortable being watched closely by him, and buried her head in his chest. Her throat was sore, her lips were dry, and she felt uncomfortable everywhere, but she felt a warmth from the bottom of her heart.

"Cat, I will love you very much." Cheng Tianze's fingers shuttled between her hair, and occasionally wrapped her hair around her slender fingers, and occasionally kneaded her earlobe, as if teasing her. A lazy cat.

"Just talk and don't practice." She retorted, rubbing her face against his chest, and chose a suitable position to sit on. The old Master Cheng was not so nasty in the past, and he directly proved it with actual actions.

It's been a long time since I heard him call Mao'er, and I missed it so much that I went crazy, and then realized that when he called Mao'er, his voice was deep and magnetic, with a strong fructose smell, sweet to her heart.

But she dug a grave for herself, just as she finished speaking, suddenly her nightgown fell cold, and his hand fell on her waist, "Cat, how do you want me to practice, how about doing it now?"

Just as Cheng Tianze was making small moves, the mobile phone made an untimely noise, and Yin Qian was lucky to escape.

Seeing that it was Qiao Mu, Yin Qian handed the phone to Cheng Tianze and listened quietly.