Leng Shao's famous family group dotes on his wife

"I was still in the coffee shop two days ago, and I saw Leng Yincheng going to visit Qiao An'an for work..."

"Should the two of you really be together?"

After Qiao An'an and Leng Yincheng had dinner, they walked around the playground.

Hearing the discussion beside her, she took advantage of the dim light of the playground and quietly lowered her head, her pink lips curled up in a pleasant arc.

The two of them were walking, and the younger brother ran towards Qiao An'an, sweating profusely and asked, "Sister, do you have a boyfriend now?"

Joan Ann smiled and shook her head: "Not yet."

"Then can I be your boyfriend? Although I am a year younger than you, my height can definitely protect you." The junior was excited and eager to try.

Leng Yincheng stood silently beside him.

Joan Ann smiled again: "I like mature men."

The junior turned around and left lonely: "I will try my best to become a mature man, and I will come to you when the time comes."

"Then I wish you better and better." Joan Ann has rejected many boys, and has already had her own speech.

The junior smiled and nodded, and waved happily.

"Oh, I'm used to this kind of thing." When Qiao Anan turned to look at Leng Yincheng, she found that Leng Yincheng's heroic and handsome face seemed to be stained with ink, black and calm.

This……

Did I say something wrong?
Leng Yincheng withdrew his cold gaze calmly and continued walking forward.

When they turned back and sent Qiao Anan back to the downstairs of the dormitory, the two heard everyone's discussion again.

"I just heard that the two of them are not together, and the classmate still wants to chase Qiao Anan..."

"The majority of male compatriots have hope..."

"Maybe they are friends. Girls in our class still have a crush on Leng Yincheng, but I think it's a bit scary to like such a cold boy... Could it be more straight than us..."

Hearing this, Qiao Anan smiled softly, looked at the man with a calm expression beside him, and thought silently in his heart, such a mature man is too dangerous, I like him, I don't know if I will be in the future Died badly?
The night passed quietly like this.

……

When Qiao Anan went to work in the morning, she deliberately brought two sandwiches from the cafeteria into the company.

One copy was placed on Leng Yincheng's desk.

And a cup of sugar-free soy milk.

When Leng Yincheng entered the office, Qiao An'an had already turned on the computer and was ready to work.

During the break, knowing that Leng Yincheng drank coffee habitually, she took the cup into the tea room.

Feeling a little sleepy, I first made myself a cup of coffee and took a sip.

Mmmm, it tastes good.

Just when he was about to make coffee for Leng Yincheng according to this ratio, the coffee cup in his hand was suddenly taken away by a hand that was so delicate and perfectly proportioned.

Looking back, the man's thin and sexy lips were attached to the cup, and he took a light sip.

Joan Ann froze in place, pointed to the cup next to her: "Where is yours..."

Leng Yincheng raised his eyebrows disapprovingly: "You move too slowly, I just happened to be thirsty."

"But this is my cup..." She reached for her own cup.

She clearly remembered that this man seemed to have a slight obsession with cleanliness.

When I go out to eat, I habitually wipe the table with paper towels, and I also habitually disinfect with alcohol spray before eating...

But now... the domineering president's cleanliness has been set off?
Leng Yincheng's handsome figure leaned against the table in the tea room: "It's okay, I don't despise you."

Ok?
What is this routine?
Qiao Anan moved her lips, and picked up Leng Yincheng's cup angrily and amusedly: "I'll make you coffee now."

Leng Yincheng stared at her with a pair of black eyes without blinking.

Looking at the burning eyes, she couldn't help mumbling a few words: "You don't dislike me...why didn't you ask me if I have a cleanliness..."

But Leng Yincheng heard it clearly.

Leng Yincheng's thin lips parted lightly: "I've kissed you before, so it's okay to use the cup, right?"

Joan Ann was completely speechless.

Leng Yincheng always had a slight smile on his expression.

After Joan Ann made coffee, the two walked out of the tea room together.

When I came out, there was no one in the corridor.

Leng Yincheng suddenly slammed Qiao An on the wall of the corridor, and said in a deep and magnetic voice, "You are blushing."

"I'm a little girl, so of course I blush." ​​Qiao Anan tried her best to keep her blushing and her heart beating.

Leng Yincheng chuckled lightly: "You have feelings for me."

Qiao Anan snorted arrogantly, and quickly pushed Leng Yincheng away: "You are talking nonsense, and you don't like me, why should I have feelings for you?"

"That's something you have to ask yourself." Leng Yincheng thought to himself that the two of them got along quite happily, so he could take other appropriate actions based on this posture.

At the beginning, this little woman wanted to stimulate herself to be jealous?

Hmph, sometimes the Tao is one foot tall and the devil is ten feet tall.

It's time for him to understand.

Qiao Anan followed Leng Yincheng back to the office, silently busy with the work at hand.

Throughout the day, every time I secretly looked at Leng Yincheng, I felt an uncontrollable heartbeat for a while.

This man is really pushing her every step of the way...

To lure her into wanting to commit a crime and throw him down...

With this feeling, after get off work, Qiao Anan ran crazily on another playground of the school.

Running around, when he returned to the downstairs of the dormitory, he stopped in a daze.

Leng Yincheng was sitting in the car, looking at her quietly.

She didn't think much about it, and walked back towards the dormitory building.

Leng Yincheng rolled down the car window and called softly: "An'an."

His name is Ann.

It's not Qiao An'an who is usually called in the company.

Joan Ann paused and turned around.

Leng Yincheng opened the car door and got out of the car: "Why don't we have a good chat."

Joan Ann frowned slightly, turned around and walked back: "What do you want to talk about? How about we go to the coffee shop and sit down."

Leng Yincheng was silent for a while: "Go to the playground."

Joan Ann nodded, always feeling that things were not so simple.

When entering the playground, Leng Yincheng was the first to speak: "How do you feel about your current state?"

"It's okay." Joan Ann replied softly.

Leng Yincheng brewed his tone: "Do you have any other plans in the future?"

Qiao Anan thought for a while: "It's better to do the job at hand and be a good fashion designer."

"Is there nothing else?" Leng Yincheng continued to ask.

The corners of Joan Ann's lips twitched slightly: "I'm not used to you talking seriously with me all of a sudden."

Leng Yincheng's voice was low and deep: "I don't know how to get along with girls."

Joan Ann smiled softly: "I know, but you know it from me."

She watched Leng Yincheng change the meaning of teasing in the morning, and she was very serious, and she suddenly understood something in her heart...