Yan Shao's Fatal Affection

Her hands, when drawing, seemed to be far softer than he imagined, moving back and forth on his chest, like strands of hair crazily entangled around his nerve endings.

Finally endured painting in a large area, at this moment, she suddenly tore off the waistline of his trousers, and Yan Xiyu's eyes suddenly darkened.

Her nerves were completely broken, and she finally pinched her wrist unbearably.

"Hiss!" Guan Qianyu, who was concentrating on drawing, gasped in shock from his sudden movement.

Looking at the withered petal that failed, he frowned slightly and looked at Yan Xiyu, "It will be over soon, what are you doing?"

Looking at the thick ink in his eyes of different shades, she didn't understand the reason for his depressed face.

At this time, I want to say that the painting is not good, and I want to play tricks?

Yan Xiyu looked at the concentration in her eyes, she was really just painting, very pure, she didn't seem to have any thoughts about his body at all, and suddenly became inexplicably angry.

So he narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "You have crossed the line."

She just lowered her eyebrows and glanced at it.

What about that picture?

Her painting is very beautiful, placed on Yan Xiyu's well-proportioned and muscular body, there is a perfect combination of beast and beauty.

When his eyes fell on his mermaid line, he pursed his lips.

Belatedly, she felt her face was burning a bit, she was still pressing a certain place with one hand just now, fascinated by the painting.

At this moment, let alone her hands, there was nowhere to put her eyes.

Yan Xiyu clasped her wrist, pulled her body slightly forward, and said in a deep and hoarse voice, "You are very reasonable, your hands are very valuable!"

Then the thin lips twitched slightly, a bit wanton and evil, "But it shouldn't be used like this, it's too wasteful."

Then he asked maliciously, "How much do you think my hand is worth?"

Guan Qianyu didn't intend to answer his inexplicable question, but there were many ways to play tricks.

She wiped her hands with a special wet towel prepared next to her, and spread it out in front of him, "Give me the money."

Yan Xiyu snorted slightly, "As much as you want, it depends on how much you can squeeze out tonight, and it's not impossible to squeeze it out, there are many "assets"!"

Before the words finished, Yan Xiyu kissed him domineeringly.

"Oh!" She was startled, and her slightly stunned reaction was to lean back.

But he was wrapped around by his powerful arms and brought back directly, it was the kind of thorough and unbearable entanglement.

Guan Qianyu didn't expect that he would suddenly lose control, let alone that he would be so wild. Not only were his fingertips extremely evil, but he never let her hands idle.

As the name suggests, this is the value of the hand.

She wanted to try to stop it, or delay the time, and faltered between her lips, "I heard that Qiao Ai will come over tonight...Aren't you afraid of being caught...?"

Her voice was broken.

Yan Xiyu only responded with a low hum of disdain.

To be honest, when she first came up, she knew that Qiao Ai would come over tonight, and she was really selfish in her heart.

She felt that Qiao Ai had only come back since Yan Xiyu was here, so naturally, Qiao Ai would definitely come to him.

So she finally accepted all the conditions of painting.

Who knows that people haven't come yet after the painting is finished?
Even, Yan Xiyu's hands entangled her repeatedly for a long time, but she still didn't see Qiao Ai come to catch her.

She knows what it means to lose your wife and lose your army. It's just 500 million, even if you don't really have a relationship with him, it doesn't make any difference at all!Didn't take any advantage at all!
Blame her for being so naive, she dared to open her mouth like a lion, but she forgot that Yan Xiyu was the originator of profiteers, a family of capitalists, how could she ever plot against him?

In the quiet room, the lights are so bright.

Yan Xiyu didn't know when he got used to having such a bright light when he was so close to her, and he was accommodating her.

He was cleaning up the battlefield for her contentedly, his fingertips moved more gently, brushing against her skin.

He also didn't forget to say something serious when she didn't have the energy to talk back: "I went to have an eye examination on Monday, and everything has been arranged."

Guan Qianyu frowned slightly, and wanted to speak, but couldn't find the extra strength, so she just stared at him for a while.

Seeing her like this, Yan Xiyu pulled her thin lips slightly, "Do you still like the way you hate me?"

She closed her eyes and turned her face away.

Yan Xiyu didn't wash off the rose on her chest. When she went to get dressed, she stood in front of the mirror and looked at it for a while, curling her lips.

It seems to be satisfied.

When he came out of the bathroom, Guan Qianyu had already packed her work clothes and was about to leave.

"With this ability, wouldn't it be great to go to art school?" Yan Xiyu was not joking.

She seems to be quite talented in the field of beauty, whether it is makeup or painting, many people can't learn it.

Guan Qianyu smiled, "I was supposed to go to an art school, but in the end, I didn't go to your university because of Mr. Yan?"

"I'm so sorry." She smiled faintly, but seemed very serious.

Yan Xiyu was watching her quietly.

Because he knew that she was not joking, and this was the first time he knew about it.

Is she giving up her life plan and future for him?
The man's heart has always been rock-solid, and the subtle touches are the same as when he knew that the line of writing was carved by her at the bottom of the library steps of his alma mater that night.

He walked over with his shirt buttoned up, and with two buttons remaining, he put his hand on her chin.

He stared at her with a low gaze, and his voice was still a little hoarse, "Give up so much for me, do you feel like you've lost completely?"

Guan Qianyu smiled lightly, "You let me lose completely, isn't it thorough enough?"

Yan Xiyu stared at her smiling but unattractive smile, her brows were heavy, and she wanted to kiss her again, but she had already dodged it with her light side face.

A casual and formulaic farewell: "I took the check, the banquet is always fun and drinkable, come again next time!"