Poor girl, she is pregnant with a rich old man's cub

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Lin Yang's mind went down, and he looked at the man in front of him stupidly, forgetting what he was going to do in the next second.

It took a while for Lin Yang to react, his cheeks flushed instantly, and he was about to push Qin Jue away by reflex.

But to Qin Jue, her strength was like tickling him.

"What are you doing?" The man smiled, not only did not let go of the girl, but he hugged her even tighter, his cheeks were pressed against the girl's neck, with a satisfied expression on his face.

The wedding dress was too big, covering up her figure, almost half of Lin Yang's body was sitting on his lap.

"You, what are you talking about?" Lin Yang's cheeks were already flushed, and even his neck was pink. He couldn't push him, and he trembled when he spoke.

She subconsciously looked at the driver in front, for fear that Qin Jue's "shocking" words just now would be heard by others.

"I didn't talk nonsense." Qin Jue said, looked at Lin Yang with a smile, lowered his head, rubbed the tip of his nose against Lin Yang's neck, and said frankly, "I really think so."

Lin Yang's eyes were all red, he looked at Qin Jue, and after a while he managed to say: "Don't think about it!"

"Why?" Qin Jue smiled and asked her deliberately, as if he was really surprised.

Lin Yang was a little mad: "Anyway! Don't think about it now!"

They are having a wedding now, and she is still wearing a wedding dress. On such a holy day, Qin Jue's mind is full...

Head full of that... crap.

"When can I think about it? After the wedding?"

Qin Jue's nose rubbed all the way from the girl's neck to the back of her ear, and he whispered against the girl's ear, as if whispering.

The voice was extremely magnetic, crisp and numb, and hit Lin Yang's heart directly.

Lin Yang's heart was in a mess, and he felt his waist go limp.

Eye sockets were burning, Lin Yang took a deep breath, moved a little unbearably, and pushed Qin Jue's chest: "Whatever..."

With great restraint, Qin Jue hummed in her ear.

Lin Yang's eyes were flushed, and his voice was trembling, and he thought he was warning fiercely: "Anyway... you mustn't think about it now."

"Okay." After teasing Lin Yang enough, Qin Jue readily agreed.

Just now, the inferiority of a man in his heart came up, and he just wanted to bully Lin Yang.

Because she is so beautiful.

Today is such an important day, it is impossible for Qin Jue to act recklessly, not to mention, he is still in the car now.

Qin Jue smiled, hugged her in his arms to comfort her, and discussed with the girl in a very low voice: "Then let me kiss you first, okay?"

He has made such a big concession.

The girl thought for a while, her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she replied in a low voice: "You are not allowed to kiss the mouth, and the lipstick cannot be spent."

Qin Jue couldn't hold back his muffled laugh, his voice was so fond that it almost soaked in water: "Okay."

Interlocking fingers, a gentle kiss fell on the girl's cheek and ear.

What Lin Yang said was not to think about it now.

Then he will think about it after the ceremony is over.

*

Already drove half the distance.

The people in the car were still looking at the wedding shoes on Ji Lian's waist, helpless.

Yang Jiashu was driving, and he couldn't help if he wanted to.

Yu Song is even more impossible.

Only Zhou Yue and Ji Lian were left.

But since Zhou Yue got into the car, he restrained himself and distanced himself from Ji Lian.

Zhou Yue moved his gaze to the roadside decorated with roses and ribbons outside the window, clenched his fists slightly.

He has greedily hugged Ji Lian all the way, and he can't... do this again.

The most annoying thing about Zhou Qianqian is that he takes things too seriously.

She used that kind of wide scotch tape to wrap the wedding shoes around Ji Lian's waist tightly, the tape was very thin, and she even hid the end of the tape.

There was no one to help, so Ji Lian came by himself.

Ji Lian sat in the back seat, opened his clothes and searched around but couldn't find it.

After a long time, the skin on Ji Lian's waist turned red.

"Why don't you pull it down violently." Yang Jiashu glanced in the rearview mirror while driving, panicking.

"No!" Ji Lian's eyes widened: "Sister Qianqian said that the diamonds on the shoes were inlaid by hand! Be very careful when sticking them on."

While talking, Ji Lian lowered her head and worked hard from the other side of the tape.

He inhaled, and flattened his stomach which was not fleshy at first, and the thin layer of muscles became more obvious.

It's like sticking a finger in the tape.

Ji Lian tried hard to loosen the tape.

Zhou Yue sat aside, looked at Ji Lian's slender abdomen, moved his fingertips slightly, and looked away a little dodgingly.

"I've really convinced Zhou Qianqian, what about it?" Yang Jiashu couldn't hold back his complaints, he panicked when he saw the red spot on Ji Lian's waist.

Not to mention now, the tape is very tough, and Ji Lian's waist is even redder.

Yang Jiashu's face was wrinkled: "I said, is it so difficult for you guys to take a pair of scissors when you come down from upstairs?"

Yu Song sat in the co-pilot with an expressionless face, his eyes shifted from the steering wheel in Yang Jiashu's hand to Yang Jiashu's face: "You were the last one to come out of the room just now."

"Really?" Yang Jiashu laughed and pretended to be stupid.

Why not let Yu Song drive?

Because at the speed of the convoy, Yang Jiashu was afraid that he would think it was too slow, and hit the front one with his accelerator pedal.

"Then that won't work. I don't think the tape can tear Xiao Ji Lian in two."

"Send Zhou Qianqian a message to ask where to buy the tape. I'll buy two boxes and connect them to open a bungee jumping field."

Yang Jiashu kept complaining, flipping his hands in the car: "Why don't you even have a nail clipper?"

Ji Lian's fingers were all red, and the tape loosened a little.

Following this gap, he struggled to loosen the adhesive tape attached to his body, then tried to tug on the wedding shoes, wailing: "I still can't get out!"

The high heel just caught his waist, and it was impossible to get it out without breaking the tape.

Ji Lian gritted his teeth, trying to pull the tape hard.

Zhou Yue noticed his movement from the corner of his eye, his eyelids twitched, he clicked his tongue, and hurriedly stopped him, otherwise he would be strangled.

Yu Song, who had been silent all this time, suddenly turned around, looked at Ji Lian's stomach and said, "Bite with your teeth."

The tape can't be pulled loose anymore, just break it.

"Songsong is smart!" Yang Jiashu cheered up.

Ji Lian's eyes also brightened.

Right!

He bowed his head immediately, bowed his head, bowed...

...impossible, he couldn't reach it himself.

Ji Lian grabbed his shirt and leaned on the back seat in frustration.

Yang Jiashu saw this scene from the rearview mirror, and couldn't help laughing: "You are stupid, how could I reach it."

As he said that, his eyes shifted to Zhou Yue who was beside Ji Lian, and he clicked his tongue: "Why are you looking at me? Help me."

Zhou Yue was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously glanced at Yu Song.

Yu Song turned his head back silently: "...I won't help."

"Hurry up." Ji Lian looked at Zhou Yue and urged, he was almost at the wedding venue, and if he delayed the wedding, he was afraid that Qin Jue would cut off his head.

And, for some reason, he felt an itchy skin under his duct tape.

"Don't tell me you're a clean freak at this time." Yang Jiashu said, "Hurry up, Qin Gou sent me a message just now."

"Crackling, I've already taken off my shoes now."

The moment Yu Song spoke just now, Yang Jiashu was already talking.

Yu Song said: "It's blocked by the seat, we can't see it."

how is this possible.

As for Ji Lian, where is his cleanliness?

Zhou Yue looked at Ji Lian who was unprepared and opened his clothes to him, pursed his lips, leaned over, and put his hands on the window behind Ji Lian.

Lowering her head, she slowly approached Ji Lian's waist.

The boy has a faint, shower gel smell.

"Your breath is so hot." Ji Lian said suddenly.

As soon as Zhou Yue opened his mouth, he was choked.

Yang Jiashu couldn't hold back his cough, and couldn't take it any longer: "I rely on my brother, what nonsense are you talking about!"

The atmosphere suddenly changed because of this sentence.

"Really!" Ji Lian pulled his clothes obediently, and looked seriously at Yang Jiashu's eyes in the rearview mirror: "What I said is true, his breath is very hot."

It was so hot that he felt his waist itching even more.

Zhou Yue's back muscles were tense, he clenched his fist on the window, and clasped Ji Lian's lower back with his other hand, biting the tape with all his might.

The tip of the nose inevitably touched the boy's skin.

Ji Lian twitched her stomach, "Don't—"

Zhou Yue gritted his teeth: "Shut up, stop talking!"

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