The engagement is over, but the black-bellied president won't let go

Xiao Yichen's voice was low and gentle. He kept kissing her ears, and his arms held her body tightly in front of him, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones.

Qiao Chu burst into tears: "I thought you had forgotten me a long time ago, I don't dare to face you."

Xiao Yichen's voice was low and gentle, like the mellow sound of a cello playing slowly in the quiet night. His warm breath kept teasing her ears, and his arms were like solid iron hoops, holding her body tightly in front of him, with such strength that it seemed as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and never separate from her again.

Qiao Chu had already stopped crying, tears like a flood, flowing freely on her pale and delicate face. Her shoulders kept shaking, and every sob was filled with years of grievance and longing. "I thought you had forgotten me a long time ago, and I dare not face you." Her voice was broken and hoarse, like a flower destroyed by a storm, so fragile that it made people feel distressed.

Xiao Yichen gently raised his hand, and his slender fingers gently wiped away her tears. His eyes were full of pity and love, and his voice was like the warmest spring breeze: "How could I forget you? You are the most important person in my life. In the past six years, I have been thinking about you every day. I miss your smile, that smile as bright as the spring sunshine, which can dispel all the haze in my heart; I miss your voice, that clear and pleasant voice like the singing of a nightingale, which always echoes in my dreams; I miss your eyes, those bright eyes like stars, which seem to hide endless affection and secrets; I miss your body, that soft and warm touch, which makes me toss and turn in countless lonely nights."

As he spoke, he held her in his arms again, as if he was afraid that she would disappear if he let go. His kisses were like fine raindrops, gently falling on her forehead, that gentle touch was filled with endless tenderness; falling on her eyes, as if he wanted to kiss away all her sorrow; falling on her cheeks, conveying the most sincere emotions from the bottom of his heart.

Qiao Chu felt his warmth and slowly put her arms around his waist, as if she had grasped the most precious support in her life. She murmured, "I miss you too, but I'm afraid of affecting your life. I know you have a wife, I saw her that day... She is an intellectual and beautiful woman. I'm worried about becoming a burden to you. You are so outstanding, the director of the Department of Neurology, highly respected in the hospital, and have a bright future. And I am just an ordinary woman, I'm afraid I will become a burden to you." Her voice became lower and lower, with deep inferiority and helplessness.

Xiao Yichen said eagerly: "You have never been a burden to me, but my motivation. Your existence makes me work harder and want to be a better person. I have been looking for you. Every night, I wonder where you are and how you are doing. I want to tell you that I love you, and this love has never changed. I want you, only you." His eyes were firm and hot, as if they could burn all obstacles.

Just then, Qiao Liu finished her shower and shouted in the bathroom: "Sister, can you bring me my pajamas?"

Qiao Chu was shocked, and her face was instantly filled with panic, like a frightened deer. Her eyes were full of worry, and her heart was beating rapidly, as if it was about to jump out of her throat. She was afraid that Xiao Yichen would be discovered by her sister, and her mind went blank in an instant, thinking only of how to get Xiao Yichen away from this dangerous place as soon as possible.

She hurriedly pushed Xiao Yichen to the door, her voice anxious and low: "My sister is at home, don't let her find you, you go first." She pushed Xiao Yichen's chest hard with both hands, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, which flashed with nervousness under the light.

Xiao Yichen finally found Qiao Chu. At this moment, his heart was filled with joy of reunion and attachment to her. How could he leave easily? "Where are you going? I won't leave. Tell your sister that I am your man..." His tone was firm, his eyes were as stubborn as a rock, and he held Qiao Chu's hand tightly and refused to let go. His eyes were full of determination and unquestionable, as if he was declaring his sovereignty.

"You, you are confused!" Qiao Chu was so anxious that she was like an ant on a hot pot, stomping her feet on the ground. Her breathing became rapid and disordered, and her eyes kept glancing towards the bathroom. She only heard Qiao Liu's shouting in the bathroom becoming more and more urgent, with doubt in her voice, as if she was going to come out and get it herself.

Qiao Chu was quick-witted and quickly pulled Xiao Yichen into the bedroom, closing the door with a bang. Then she took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down, her chest heaving violently because of nervousness. She didn't dare to delay for a moment and went to the closet to get pajamas for Qiao Liu.

After getting her pajamas, Qiao Chu stood at the door of the bedroom, her hand on the door handle, and hesitated for a moment. She listened attentively to the noise outside, praying in her heart that Qiao Liu would not notice anything unusual. After taking a deep breath, she slowly opened the door, trying to make her expression look natural, and then walked quickly to the bathroom.

"Here I come, don't worry." Qiao Chu's voice trembled a little. She tried to stay calm and handed the pajamas to Qiao Liu.

"Sister, what were you busy with just now? I called you for a long time and thought you were asleep!" Qiao Liu said with a smile while putting on her pajamas, curiosity in her eyes.

"I just received a phone call. Everyone is tired today, you should go to bed early." Qiao Chu forced himself to remain calm and forced a smile on his face, but there was a subtle hint of nervousness in his voice.

"Sister, I want to sleep with you tonight." Qiao Liu said coquettishly. She held Qiao Chu's arm intimately, her eyes full of expectation. "I haven't slept in the same bed with my sister for a long time. Let me have a chat with my sister all night tonight."

"No, you're tired too. We have a long way to go. Chenchen doesn't sleep well at night, so I sleep with her so I can keep an eye on her." Qiao Chu was anxious, with beads of sweat on her forehead sliding down her cheeks. She explained awkwardly, glancing at the bedroom door from time to time, praying in her heart that Xiao Yichen would not make any noise.

"Oh, Chenchen is already six years old, you should train her to sleep alone. Good sister, I have to fly to Fuyang the day after tomorrow. How about the three of us sleep together?" Qiao Liu said as she was about to push Qiao Chu's bedroom.

Qiao Chu quickly stood in front of the bedroom door, her heartbeat quickened rapidly, and her voice unconsciously rose: "No! Go back to the bedroom and sleep by yourself, I'm tired today. Sister promises you that I will chat with you for a whole day tomorrow, is that okay with you?"

Qiao Liu was extremely surprised. She stared at Qiao Chu with wide eyes, her face full of confusion: "What's wrong with sister? It's as if something shameful happened in the room." But she was heartless and would not think too much about it. She muttered a few words and then went back to her room to sleep obediently.

Qiao Chu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, her back soaked with sweat. She couldn't let Qiao Liu find out about Xiao Yichen. If Qiao Liu knew that she was the third party, then she, as a sister, would really set the worst example for her sister.

Qiao Chu tiptoed back to the bedroom, her heart still beating wildly because of the tension just now. When her eyes fell on the bed, she saw Xiao Yichen sitting there with a doting look on his face, staring at Qiao Nianchen's sleeping face with a focused and gentle look.

Oh my god, she exclaimed in her heart, she actually forgot about Chenchen's existence! At this moment, her heart was filled with panic and worry.

Xiao Yichen slowly raised his head and looked at her, his eyes full of deep love, as if he could melt her whole body into it. "You actually gave me such a lovely daughter." His voice was low and magnetic, with excitement and joy that could not be concealed.

"She...she's not..." Qiao Chu bit her lip, wanting to deny it, but she couldn't say it. She really couldn't lie, Chenchen really looked too much like him. The pair of handsome eyebrows were just like him, and the strong nose and deep lip lines. When he was just born, he still had her shadow, but as time went by, he looked more and more like Xiao Yichen now that he had grown up.

"I don't believe it. She is my daughter." Xiao Yichen's tone was firm and persistent. After that, he stood up, strode over, turned her body over with his powerful hands, and then with a "click", he decisively locked the door.

"What are you doing..." Qiao Chu's voice was filled with panic and shyness.

Before he finished speaking, he quickly lifted her up, causing her legs to wrap around his waist involuntarily. His movements were urgent but also full of caution, as if she was the most precious and fragile treasure in the world.

"You woman, you are simply trying to kill me!" His voice was filled with long-suppressed desire and affection.

His kiss was gentle and passionate, like the gentle breeze in spring, or the blazing sun in summer. His lips first touched hers gently, as if he was testing her, or cherishing her. Then, he gradually increased his strength, prying her teeth apart with the tip of his tongue, and entangled with her tongue. Qiao Chu quickly lost her direction under his attack, and her hands unconsciously climbed up his neck to respond to his kiss.

The atmosphere in the room instantly became hot and ambiguous, and the two people's breathing gradually became rapid. Xiao Yichen's kiss moved from her lips to her chin, and then to her neck, leaving a dense kiss mark. His breath was hot and disordered, spraying on her sensitive skin, arousing waves of tremors.

However, because of his daughter's presence, Xiao Yichen's movements were always gentle but mixed with love, and passionate but restrained. He didn't dare to make too much noise, for fear of waking up Qiao Nianchen who was sleeping.

Qiao Chu's clothes gradually became messy under his hands, and her skin was charmingly pink due to excitement and nervousness. Xiao Yichen's hands gently wandered on her back, and every touch was filled with endless attachment and desire.

"Qiao Chu, I miss you so much that I'm going crazy." He whispered in her ear, his voice hoarse and sexy.

Qiao Chu's eyes were blurred. She could feel his passion and longing, and the love in her heart surged like a tide.