The hot breath fell on his ears.

His tone was very calm, but it was so easy that it made her heart tingle.

Her face suddenly turned red to the root of her neck.

The left hand hooked around his neck gently grasped his collar and whispered softly, "You are crazy."

it's here?

Isn't he too good at playing?

He, at this moment.

"Okay? Huh?"

he asked in a low voice.

He could feel his restraint and forbearance.

Qiao Mian was already fascinated.

He nodded slightly.

……

The black Rolls-Royce Cullinan motorcade drove to Qinyuan.

Li Yehan slowly buckled his belt buckle.

Under the lights in the courtyard.

The man's face, which was like a gift from the gods, had a cold and ascetic air.

There is no trace of the "random behavior" just now.

Qiao Mian quickly tidied up her messy skirt.

The street lights outside shine into the car.

The red marks on her neck were reflected brightly and brightly.

Looking at the front baffle, I thought about everything I had just done in this small space.

Qiao Mian couldn't help but blush.

The people in front probably don't know what they are doing behind them, right?

It's really... too much.

At this moment, the bodyguard who was driving silently pursed his lips and quickly got out of the car.

He didn't even dare to look back.

very quickly.

The bodyguards in other cars also filed out immediately.

Standing respectfully on both sides of the motorcade.

And, he opened the car door for Qiao Mian and Li Yehan.

The cool wind blew across her face, blowing away the heat in Qiao Mian's heart.

Qiao Mian silently lowered her eyelids and got out of the car.

Guilty, not daring to look at others.

It's all Li Yehan's fault.

After all, it was impulsive.

As for Li Yehan, as if nothing was wrong, he walked straight to Qiao Mian, held her hand, intertwined their fingers, and walked home.

Her legs were so sore that Qiao Mian felt extremely difficult every step she took.

And thinking of the bodyguard driving the car, Qiao Mian's face began to turn red again.

The heart is like a deer.

When the two returned home, Bai Yihan was sitting on the sofa watching Titanic.

Klein blue silk home clothes lined Bai Yiyi's skin, as white as snow.

Even if you are just sitting there watching TV, the elegance of her outfit will make people unable to take their eyes away.

Looking at her mother-in-law, Qiao Mian found it pleasing to the eye.

At this moment, Bai Yihan turned off the TV directly.

She walked up to Qiao Mian and Li Yehan with a smile.

First, he took a deep look at the marks on Qiao Mian's neck.

Then he caught the traces, looked away, looked directly at Li Yehan and said -

"I've stewed ginseng chicken soup for Mianmian. You can take it to the restaurant and give it to Mianmian to replenish her body."

Qiao Mian has been so tired these past two days, but she needs to make up for herself.

"If you want to drink, I don't mind. You can drink together." Bai Yihan said again.

Li Yehan "..."

He glanced at Bai Yihan coolly and went directly into the kitchen.

Even if Qiao Mian saw the slender and tall figure countless times, she still found it stunning.

Bai Yihan gently held Qiao Mian's hand, looked at Li Yehan's back, and complained, "Li Yehan, what's your attitude?"

Li Yehan, "..."

Seeing Li Yehan ignoring him.

Bai Yihan turned his gaze to Qiao Mian again and said softly, "Mianmian, did you enjoy eating out tonight? Are you full?"

Qiao Mian's heart suddenly warmed up and she said with a smile, "I'm very happy. I'm full, Mom."

Bai Yihan said, "That's good. Then you and that boy Ye Han eat slowly. I'll go upstairs first."

Don't disturb the love of their young couple.

"Okay, good night, Mom." Qiao Mian's smile grew thicker.

Bai Yihan gently touched Qiao Mian's face, said "good night" and went straight into the elevator.

After watching Bai Yihan leave, Qiao Mian went to wash her hands first.

After that, he sat in his seat.

Soon, Li Yehan sat in front of her with a bowl of chicken soup.

He took a spoonful of soup, put it to her mouth, and said, "The temperature is just right, drink it."

Qiao Mian happily drank the chicken soup and asked, "You don't want to drink it?"

Li Yehan said, "No need."

Qiao Mian, "You... don't need to replenish it?"

Li Yehan raised his sword eyebrows coldly, and his beautiful dark eyes were fixed on hers, "I...do I need this?"

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