Leng Shao's famous family group dotes on his wife

Leng Yincheng gave Qiao Anan a reassuring look: "Look at the situation first."

But an hour passed...

The torrential rain did not show any sign of stopping, it was falling with a clatter.

Flood warnings were even issued for the entire city.

Qiao An'an and Leng Yincheng sat by the bed, chatting boredly.

"I came up with an idea, why don't you contact Carl and find a way to deal with the hotel's surveillance and keep your whereabouts secret."

Leng Yincheng got up and looked at the weather outside the window, then nodded lightly: "That's the only way."

In fact, if you let him leave, leaving Qiao Anan alone in an ordinary room is somewhat uneasy.

Leng Yincheng looked at the empty space beside the bed, called the hotel waiter, and after confirming that there was no spare room, he added another quilt and a large plastic sheet.

Qiao Anan helped spread the plastic sheet on the ground, and carefully spread the quilt.

"Then why don't you feel it here first? I'll go wash up, and if the floor feels too hard, I'll ask them to bring over another quilt."

Leng Yincheng sat cross-legged on the ground: "It's okay. It's getting late, wash up and go to sleep early."

While speaking, Joan Ann's cell phone rang.

It was Qiao Ting calling.

"An'an, where are you now? It's raining so much outside, do you want Dad to pick you up?"

Qiao Anan went into the bathroom, glanced at Leng Yincheng who was waiting outside, and said in a low voice: "It's raining too much, I'm afraid driving is too dangerous, so I stayed in the hotel."

"Are you yourself? You wait for me, and I will transfer 20 yuan to you right away. You can find a better presidential suite, and don't wrong yourself just because you need to rely on your own strength to make money." Qiao Ting quickly logged into her account Bank card.

Qiao Anan smiled moved: "Thank you, Dad, I can earn money by myself, I don't need you to send me any more money, and the hotel here is very good, you and your brothers go to bed early."

"Then you must call me if you have anything to do." Qiao Ting asked a few words worriedly before hanging up the phone.

Qiao Anan put down her phone, closed the bathroom door, and simply took a hot shower.

When she came out, she was wearing her coat and got under the covers.

This time, it was Leng Yincheng who went into the bathroom.

Qiao Anan listened to the sound of running water coming from the bathroom, and quietly put the quilt on her head.

This was the first time she lived outside alone with a boy, and it was still in a hotel.

Really shy.

But the two of them tried their best to separate!

Happens to catch up with the hotel room is not enough!
Qiao Anan kicked her feet wrapped in a quilt, not knowing what to say at all.

When Leng Yincheng came out of the bathroom, Leng Yincheng was only wearing a bathrobe, with a belt tied tightly around his waist.

It's just that there are no buttons on the upper body of the bathrobe. When walking, the strong chest and smooth abdominal muscles are faintly exposed, which is strong and sexy.

And the straight long legs with no fat on the lower body...

The entire handsome man exudes a strong hormonal aura.

Qiao An'an and Leng Yincheng looked at each other, and both of them avoided their eyes.

Leng Yincheng's handsome and fair face showed two unnatural blushes.

Qiao Anan quickly got into the bed, turned her back to Leng Yincheng and said, "Go to bed early after washing, good night."

Leng Yincheng sat on the ground, glanced lightly at the person on the bed, and said softly, "Good night."

Joan Ann reached out and turned off the light, and got back into the bed again.

The atmosphere in the whole room suddenly became extremely quiet.

Even the quiet ones can hear each other's breathing.

Qiao Anan always felt that this was awkward, and moved her body a little.

In the darkness, Leng Yincheng kept his eyes open, smelling the cherry blossom fragrance of the shower gel faintly coming from the tip of his nose, thinking that the two of them used the same shower gel, his Adam's apple rolled down unconsciously.

Qiao Anan lay quietly on the bed, and worried in her heart that Leng Yincheng, who was used to sleeping in the big soft bed at home, might not be used to it. After thinking about it, she couldn't help but sit up.

"Leng Yincheng, are you asleep?"

Leng Yincheng opened his mouth slowly: "Not yet."

Qiao An'an's fine and curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and she turned to turn on the light: "Are you uncomfortable over there? Why don't you add another quilt?"

If it were her, she would not dislike a hard bed, but she would suffer from insomnia if she recognized the bed and the pillow.

Hearing the sound, Leng Yincheng raised his head, looked at the delicate and beautiful face full of worry, and shook his head lightly: "No."

Joan Ann frowned tightly, stretched out her feet from the quilt, and stepped on the edge of the quilt lightly twice: "Are you comforting me? It's really too hard, no, I'll go talk to you again Tell the waiter."

Leng Yincheng raised an arm and grabbed Qiao An'an's wrist: "It's really not necessary, you go to sleep obediently."

Qiao Anan blinked, only to realize that Leng Yincheng had taken off his bathrobe, and quickly turned his head shyly: "How about the two of us change?"

Leng Yincheng couldn't help laughing: "What a silly girl."

Qiao Anan worried that such an ambiguous atmosphere would easily become more embarrassing, so she quickly withdrew her hand.

"No, I just feel sorry for you."

Leng Yincheng lay down again: "If you feel sorry for me, you should work hard in the branch office and strive to return to the head office smoothly, so that we can see each other every day."

Joan Ann wrapped the quilt around her body again: "Okay. Good night."

"Good night." Leng Yincheng gently closed his eyes.

When the two of them were about to continue to fall asleep, there was a sudden thunder outside.

Joan Ann trembled with fright, stared at her legs, and then panted violently.

Leng Yincheng quickly stood up, put on the bathrobe casually, turned around and sat by the bed: "Don't be afraid."

Qiao Anan coughed twice softly: "I'm not very afraid of thunder, it's just when it's the quietest time, I came here so suddenly, I almost fell asleep, I was so shocked."

Leng Yincheng gently hugged Qiao An'an in his arms, and comforted him gently: "Be good, don't be afraid."

Qiao Anan sighed, and smiled helplessly: "I seem to be affecting your sleep again."

Leng Yincheng simply took Qiao An'an's hand: "Let me coax you to sleep, and I will sleep when you fall asleep."

While talking, a bolt of lightning almost flashed across the window, illuminating the entire room. Opposite Joan Ann was a retro portrait of the European Middle Ages. The close-up head looked inexplicably weird under the light of the lightning people.

What followed was an earth-shattering thunder.

"Ah! It's scary!"

Qiao An'an was timid, trembling with fright, and quickly got into Leng Yincheng's arms.