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Only then did Qiao Anhao come to her senses, and quickly lowered her head to look at her phone.

It was her grandmother who sent her a message, asking her how the situation at the auction was going.

She quickly bowed her head and typed.

[Wu Yang: Very good, grandma, don't worry. 】

Fu Yanmo followed the other person's gaze, and happened to see her mobile phone screen, and the chat records between Qiao Anhao and Wu Yunzhi did not mention the word Qiao Anhao, or any related handwriting at all. I don't know if it's because the few sentences they chatted have nothing to do with titles.

After sending the message, Qiao Anhao looked up, only to realize that Fu Yanmo was staring at his phone screen.

As if she understood something, she hurriedly put the screen into her pocket, and glared at him by the way: "Why are you looking at other people's mobile phones casually?"

Fu Yanmo raised his eyebrows, playing with taste: "Is there anything you dare not let others know?"

Qiao An was speechless, knowing that he couldn't explain clearly to him, so he hurriedly changed the subject:

"Let's go back, the auction is about to start."

Fu Yanmo's eyes slid down from her eyes, to the tip of her nose, and then slowly to her lips. He smiled and said, "Is there anything interesting in the auction? Could it be that you want to buy a collection?"

Qiao Anhao shook her head: "No, but if I don't go there, why should I come here?"

She felt that Fu Yanmo looked at her lips intentionally or unintentionally, as if implying something, which made her feel a little annoyed.

Why did she fall into the trap set by Fu Yanmo for her again?Why are you still obsessed with Fu Yanmo's kiss?
Qiao Anhao was very distressed, and she didn't even want to face the blow just now.

But Fu Yanmo always reminded her intentionally or unintentionally, and his eyes never moved away from her lips.

She had no choice but to reach out and push Fu Yanmo.

"Get out of the way, I'm leaving."

Fu Yanmo took her arm and pressed her back again.

"Why are you in such a hurry? I haven't let you go yet."

His eyes returned to Qiao Anhao's eyes, and he asked her with a smile: "I see that you enjoyed it very much just now, why don't we do it again."

Qiao Anhao gritted her teeth and said, "You fart, who enjoys it? I don't enjoy it at all!"

"Really? But I saw that you have closed your eyes, even your tongue..."

"do not talk!"

Qiao Anhao covered Fu Yanmo's mouth with a slap: "Fu Yanmo, I beg you, stop talking."

Shame.

Forget about kissing, there was someone to help her recall, the scenes she had replayed over and over in her mind were already embarrassing enough.

"Now tell me, do you enjoy it?"

Qiao An gritted her teeth, she really couldn't say the word enjoyment.

She gritted her teeth and stared at Fu Yanmo, embarrassed.

Fu Yanmo just didn't care much.

He raised his brows and said calmly: "I have paid so much just now, and I can't justify it if I don't get a good review. If you don't say it, I won't let you go back."

Joan was speechless.

"You are forcing consumers to praise you! I can call 12315 to complain about you!"

"You go and complain to me to see if they don't care about this matter, not to mention, don't forget." Fu Yanmo probably leaned closer to her face.

Qiao Anhao thought that he was going to kiss him again, so she quickly turned her head away.

Fu Yanmo smiled a little, tilted his head next to her ear and said, "You didn't pay, so you're not considered a consumer."

Fu Yanmo's breath hit her earlobe, and a numb feeling spread all over her body.

Her whole body seemed to freeze.

Unfortunately, Qiao Anhao didn't intend to let her go.

Seeing this, Fu Yanmo bit her ear lightly with his teeth.

Qiao Anhao was all over for a while, reaching out to push Fu Yanmo away.

Fu Yanmo grabbed her hand: "You haven't said it yet, did you enjoy it just now?"

"Enjoy, can you enjoy it?"

Qiao Anhao couldn't stand it any longer. After she finished speaking, she hurriedly said, "Fu Yanmo, I've already said what you asked. Can I go back now?"

Fu Yanmo was finally satisfied when she saw her face flushed, even to the neck.

He let go of Qiao Anhao's hand and nodded: "Yes, let's go."

Qiao Anhao took a deep breath, suppressed the hot feeling on her face, and then turned and walked towards the door.

Zhao Zhenyan, who was waiting anxiously in the hall, finally saw the door was pushed open, he quickly turned his head to look, and saw Qiao Anhao and Fu Yanmo walking in one after the other.

Qiao Anhao kept her head down and pursed her lips.

And Fu Yanmo changed his angry expression just now, and now he became a little complacent.

It was as if Qiao Anhao had done something to please Fu Yanmo in a place he didn't know just now.

Zhao Zhenyan's expression darkened a little, and he turned his eyes back to Qiao Anhao, watching her walking towards him step by step.

When Qiao Anhao sat down, he lowered his voice and asked her, "Are you all right?"

Qiao Anhao looked at him as if she had just woken up. After Fu Yanmo sat down, she shook her head: "It's okay."

Zhao Zhenyan looked at Qiao Anhao and frowned.

Just when Qiao Anhao looked up at him, he saw Qiao Anhao's mouth.

Her mouth was swollen, and she could see how ravaged she had been.

Not just the mouth, but her hair too.

Her hair has been messed up, the hairstyle is now limp, and the broken hair on the forehead is also a bit random.

All of this explained to him very clearly what they had just gone out and done.

Zhao Zhenyan nodded, then turned his head back again.

He clenched his fists tightly, his expression turned cold.

If you observe carefully, you will find that he has been biting his lip tightly, as if he is enduring great pain.

After this, he didn't say a word.

Qiao Anhao had just walked out of the kiss with Fu Yanmo, and another person who had pressed and kissed her for a long time was sitting next to her. She was also very nervous and did not speak to Zhao Zhenyan.

Fu Yanmo couldn't speak anymore.

He didn't say much to anyone except for Qiao Anhao.

What's more, it was enough for him to watch Qiao Anhao shy and Zhao Zhenyan angry.

The auction officially begins.

The theme this time is ink painting, the collection is very precious, it is ink painting of certain ages collected by some wealthy people.

Qiao Anhao focuses on foreign oil paintings. Oil paintings are quite different from ink paintings. She has never studied them before, but she also knows the value left by thousands of years of culture.

What's more, it must be worth a lot of money to be put up for auction here.

Although Qiao Anhao looked at the stage, her attention was not attracted by the stage, and she was all on Fu Yanmo who was beside her.

Sometimes, she would reach out and touch her lips.

Then, as if realizing something, she hastily put her hand down.

At this moment, Zhao Zhenyan who was next to him touched him.

She looked back at Zhao Zhenyan.

During the interval between Fu Yanmo's bidding, Zhao Zhenyan approached her and asked in a low voice: "Wu Yang, do you like Fu Yanmo?"