Sweet!The boss in the Beijing circle seduces and pets the gentle and soft little fairy

Cen Yu was as gentle as ever, and he still held the plate. Qin Weizhao didn't answer it, and he didn't take it back.

In the end, he said, "The old man's birthday party, the Cen family is among those invited."

Qin Weizhao snorted coldly, "Then go find my grandfather, it's not my birthday."

Cen Yu walked sideways behind the girl, passed his arms from both sides, and put them on the dining table, as if hugging the girl from behind.

Qin Weizhao was taken aback, he didn't expect him to do this at all.

She turned her head anxiously, "What are you doing, my parents and grandpa are here!"

Cen Yu was tall and could completely cover the girl. If it wasn't for the girl's skirt that dragged the floor, no one would have been able to see the person in his arms.

The dining table in this piece is a corner, and few people can notice them.

He took a few steps closer, his chest and the girl's back were almost touching.

Hearing the girl's words, he laughed lowly, his chest trembling slightly, "Didn't you think they would know when you seduced Uncle Cen?"

What's more, she has a pure personality and can't hide it. Ning Wan already knew that she was inseparable.

Qin Weizhao choked, and then became angry from embarrassment, "Who seduced you, that's my normal pursuit!"

She bit the last two words very hard.

"What's more." She changed her voice, "I've given up now, what are you doing here?"

After finishing speaking, she carefully observed Cen Yu's expression from the corner of her eye.

Seeing that his phoenix eyes darkened for a moment, he did not speak for a long time.

She pursed her lips and smiled secretly inwardly.

Boiling frogs in warm water won't work, so she can't make one plan and have another plan.

Let's see who can't bear it first.

She suppressed the corners of her lips that were raised vigorously, turned her back and stopped looking at him.

Cen Yu's face was expressionless, all the faint smiles that he had pretended in the past faded away, and his warm voice sounded out, but it was a bit austere.

"give up?"

Qin Weizhao's heart trembled, but he still straightened his body and said forcefully, "Yes."

Cen Yu took another half step forward, and Qin Weizhao had no way to avoid it, so he could only press his back against his chest.

His arm was still on her side, obviously not holding her, but it was more ambiguous than holding her.

On the neck and the side of the ear is the scorching breath between his breaths, which makes her feel cramped.

He opened his lips slightly, but he talked about an irrelevant topic.

"Are you going back to Zhangjin Mansion tonight?"

Zhangjin Mansion is a high-end residential area where Cen Yu often lives.

Qin Weizhao's new house is also there.

Qin Weizhao was still thinking about what he would say, but in the end he just asked this.

She was depressed and said directly: "No."

Cen Yu's face remained unchanged, looking down at the girl's side face, his phoenix eyes were tinged with paranoia, but his voice was calm and low, "When will you go?"

Qin Weizhao didn't see Cen Yu's eyes, and said in a stiff tone, "I haven't figured it out yet, I'm going to accompany my parents recently, so I can't go."

"The school still has to practice, I want to live in the school and not go to Zhangjin Mansion."

She finished speaking in one breath, waiting for Cen Yu's response.

The man behind him was silent for two seconds, and finally, as if he didn't hear what she said at all, he said directly, "I'll pick you up the day after tomorrow."

He knew her course schedule like the back of his hand, and made a direct decision with unspoken toughness.

Qin Weizhao was secretly happy.

But he still refused calmly: "No, I will go shopping with my mother for a beauty treatment the day after tomorrow."

"Zhao Zhao." Cen Yu was unpredictable, "Don't lie to Uncle Cen."

"I didn't lie to you, Cen, Yu."

She called his name in a straight voice, as if deliberately against him.

Cen Yu frowned, "If I don't see you that night, Uncle Cen will come to visit in person."

"Everyone will know that you are living with Uncle Cen during this time."

Qin Weizhao turned his head suddenly, "I'll go, why don't I go!"

If the people of the Qin family knew what she had done in Zhangjin mansion during this time, she would probably be shed by her mother.

Cen Yu smiled, then took a step back, letting go of Qin Weizhao's tense body.

"Let's eat."

He returned to his hypocritical face as gentle as jade.

Qin Weizhao has no appetite at all now.

She had no idea what the old man was thinking and why he had to take her to Zhangjin Mansion.

She originally wanted to stop chasing him to see his reaction and change her strategy.

The last few days I left him alone to test his reaction.

But his ability to control his emotions is too strong, and she can't spy on his real thoughts at all.

So much so that now, when he insisted on taking her to Zhangjin Mansion, she was a little uncertain whether this man wanted to tell her to make a clean break, or her method really worked.

She's a bit clueless.

As she was thinking wildly in silence, a small silver spoon came up to her mouth, holding her favorite cake on it.

Creamy and fragrant.

She subconsciously bit into it, the sweet taste wrapped her taste buds, and a man's voice sounded behind her.

"Like it?"

Qin Weizhao: "Hi..."

"do not like!"

Cen Yu also fed himself a mouthful from the spoon she used.

The temperature of Qin Weizhao's cheeks faintly rose again.

She coughed lightly, and hurried out of his control area with her skirt lifted, her almond eyes rolled, "The food here is not good, you should stay here by yourself."

After speaking, Xiaobu walked quickly and gradually left Cen Yu's sight.

Cen Yu looked down at the unfinished piece of cream cake, and the gold-rimmed glasses reflected the light of the gorgeous chandelier.

The slender figure is clear and elegant.

With all the sensuality, people coming and going, no one could see the stubbornness and madness in his eyes.

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On the other side, after Qin Mo came to Jiang Wansheng's side, Ming Juan left with interest, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, shaking it slowly, standing aside and looking at the moon shadow and water patterns in the distance through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The transparent floor-to-ceiling windows can absolutely clearly reflect the scene inside the house on a brightly lit night, just like now, she can clearly see Pei Que walking towards her step by step.

She frowned, holding the wine glass and wanted to walk past him.

"You don't even want to talk to me?"

Pei Que took hold of her wrist and smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

Ming Yin raised her red lips, "Mr. Pei, a qualified P friend should be wise not to disturb the life of the other party after asking to leave."

The emotion in Pei Que Taohua's eyes cooled down, "Ming Yu, I didn't agree."

Ming Yu smiled sarcastically, "There is no contract between the two of us, and there is no legal binding. What kind of agreement do we need to reach before we can break up?"

Pei Que has a deep understanding of her sharp teeth.

But his little fox obviously didn't know anything about his methods, so he changed into a tender tone, "Baby, the game begins, the more chips you have, the more you have the right to speak."

"Who do you think has the bigger chips, you or me?"

He half-smiled.

Ming Yin looked at him coldly, "Haven't you played enough?"

"Or I'll ask you another way." She laughed more ironically, "Mr. Pei hasn't had enough sleep yet?"

Pei Que withdrew his smile, and said with a warning, "Ming Marriage."

He didn't like her self-deprecating look.

Ming Yan shook off his hand, "Pei Que, it's not your style to stay with a woman for too long."

"Why, did you see me?"

As soon as the words came out, she felt bad.

Sure enough, Pei Que's face sank visibly.

"Ming marriage, enough is enough."

"You're never the one to control the life and death of this relationship."