This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

  Chapter 137 is called fourth brother, let me listen!

  Linhuwan’s villa was very large. She walked around the corridor and just reached the top of the curved staircase, and she smelled the fragrance of rice.

  In the kitchen, Wife Lin is busy.

  Don’t see Qin Baiyu.

   "Sister Lin."

  Yanshi closed the front of the cardigan, and stood in front of the kitchen hall and said hello.

  The food has been put on the table. There are three vegetarian dishes in the egg drop soup, which are light and not greasy. They seem to be suitable for her new-year cold patient.

   "Madam, you are awake!"

The name    shocked Yan Shiqi.

   She lowered her eyebrows, but the curvature of her mouth rose slightly.

The two words    are really nice.

   "Sister Lin, how about him?!"

  Sao Lin, who was wiping her hands with her apron, laughed and said, “Mr. should be taking a shower. Just let me cook a bowl of **** soup. You can drink some first.”

  Yan Shiqi was sitting in the kitchen and drinking **** soup. It seemed to be added with Coke. The taste was slightly sweet, and there were waves of warmth when she slipped down her throat.

  The sound of footsteps came from the top of the stairs.

  Yan Shiqi looked sideways, and saw Qin Baiyu walking around in a gray silk house suit.

  The sunlight coming in from the side window happened to fall near the kitchen hall. He walked through the light curtain like a noble boy, stepped on the autumn rain, and fell into her watery eyes, stirring up lingering affection.

  After the bath, his hair still has water vapor, his deep brows and eyes receded from fatigue, and he cast a lazy gaze towards her.

  'S eyes collided, Yan Shiqi returned him with a pretty smile.

  The man walked up, his big palm fell on her head and rubbed it, warm as a jade: "Is it better?"

  Yan Shiqi nodded, "It's much better, it's just a small cold." He pulled down his hand and said, "Hurry up and eat, it's already noon!"

  Sao Lin on the side looked at the way they were getting along with no one else, smiled and curled her eyebrows, and the folds on her face added a little joy.

  Mr. and Mrs. are really affectionate!

  ……

  In the afternoon, the sun is strong, and the cool breeze in autumn blows over the branches and shakes the fallen leaves.

  Yan Shiqi and Qin Baiyu sat on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. She was covered with a thin blanket, and her back was leaning against the man's arms. Looking at the autumn breeze coming out of the window, she felt calm and good for the years.

   "Have work in the afternoon?" The man wrapped her arms around her waistline, holding her hand, and squeezing her fingertips.

   Yan Shi's thick nasal sound ‘um’, "It’s an awards ceremony. It was scheduled a month ago. You can’t go."

  "Wear warmer, don't worry me, huh?"

  The man’s thin lips fell on her head and kissed. In addition to the faint shower fragrance, there is also the smell of her, special and unique.

  Yan Shiqi, the old **** nodded, “I know, I have asked Huanhuan to prepare an autumn evening dress for me. Qin, don’t worry about me. Last night...actually it was just an accident.”

  In these words, the scars are typically healed and forgot to hurt.

  The man did not speak, but slightly raised his eyebrows.

  The title ‘Mr Qin’, nowadays, makes him very unhappy.

  Behind, his chin rests on top of her head, and his deep and deep voice carries a deep meaning, "What did you call me just now?"

  "President Qin!" Yan Shiqi was rubbing the thin blanket on his body, and when he heard what he said, he answered without much thought.

  After that, she felt something wrong. She raised her head slightly in the arms of the man, pushed his chin open, and slammed into his deep eyes, suddenly jumping and accelerating.

   Faintly, she seemed to understand the deep intention in his eyes.

   "Can't scream?" The man looked down at her, saw her embarrassment, and joked.

  Yan Shiqi immediately retracted his gaze, resting his head on his shoulder and squinting without answering.

   "That's called fourth brother, I will listen to it."

  I like this kind of warm love.

  (End of this chapter)