After losing the horse, the full-level boss was forced to hang up on the hot search

Chapter 197 I Didn't Kiss You, This Is Kissing You

He was dressed in pure black, and the rest of his shirt was casually rolled up at the two fingers above the crook of his arms, revealing his strong and white arms, a little casually, and the belt outlined his narrow and thin waist, tall and slender.

The decorations on the top of the venue were hanging down, and the half-covered lights fell on him. The whole person seemed to come from the far side of the starlight, giving people a kind of elegance and mystery that I am proud of despite the hustle and bustle of the world.

While talking to Mr. Yun, the boss of Red Orange, his gestures are calm and dignified. Even in the entertainment industry, he doesn't look like an entertainer at all.

Seeing his gaze fall, Xihua's heart tightened inexplicably, and he became a little disturbed.

Not wanting to face these complicated emotions, she subconsciously turned around and left.

I don't know where the front leads, so I just walk forward aimlessly.

Seeing the stairwell, she turned her foot and stepped in, and stopped on the platform with the window wide open. She needed the cold wind to calm herself down.

I don't know what I was thinking about, and I didn't notice when someone approached.

"Standing by the window with so little on, aren't you afraid of catching cold?"

A familiar warmth enveloped her, Xihua was startled, and the tears hidden in the depths welled up and almost fell.

That name, she blurted out: "Chang Yin..." Turning her head suddenly, she bumped into a pair of shallow but deep pupils.

Hearing the name in her mouth, the light-colored pupils suddenly drowned, and the light that fell into the eyes almost disappeared: "En?"

Xi Hua was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly regained consciousness.

But his name still fell into Yan Qingmu's ears, which made Xihua a little annoyed, and then apologised, after all, she is now his fiancee.

The tears that she thought she could hold back fell without warning, leaving a shallow, broken mark on her face without makeup.

Looking at her tears, his admiring eyes were a little at a loss, and his heart tightened up and down, which was very clear, but the feeling was familiar but strange to him.

Some doubts thinking, whether, this is distressed?

Lowering her head, she kissed the tears pooling at the corner of her mouth: "Poor little guy, why are you still crying?"

When such a soft and gentle touch fell on the skin, Xihua couldn't help but tighten her heart, and suddenly became very angry, but she didn't know who she was angry with: "Don't kiss me!"

He said "Okay", but put his lips on her cool neck again.

Xi Hua was a little annoyed.

I have never been such a sentimental person, but every time I meet him, I can't control some strange emotions.

Pushed him hard, but didn't push him away: "I told you not to kiss me!"

Yan Qingmu held her slender arm and pulled it into her arms: "I didn't kiss you, I was kissing you."

Xihua was forced to lean on his chest and found his heart beating a little fast.

The struggle seemed particularly futile.

This man is incredibly powerful.

I wanted to curse, but in the end I just let out an irritable "Is there a difference?"

Yan Qingmu said "the difference" to herself, as if she was seriously thinking about how to explain the difference to her.

So, he planned to use practical operations to tell her the difference.

The dry and warm palm clasped the back of her neck, preventing her from retreating. He leaned over and kissed her lips, [...some blocked words were omitted...] trying to take her breath away.

"It's a kiss!"

【…】Suddenly, the attack slowed down again, gently pecking gently.

"This is, dear."

Xihua was panting a little, and really wanted to scratch her hair.

I really don't understand what he's thinking, trying hard to get along with her, but still hearing someone else's name from his fiancée, shouldn't he shake his head angrily and leave?
Why is he not angry?
She is like a rebellious child, deliberately stepping on his bottom line: "I don't like you! I don't like you at all!"

Yan Qingmu said "En", and didn't mind her arrogance and involuntary anger at all. He gently ran his big palm along her back, one stroke, one stroke, very patiently: "I know, so I'm still working hard to seduce you." .”

This kind of Yan Qingmu and Changyin are really too similar. They both have facial paralysis, but they don't change their faces when they talk about love, but she doesn't want to use anyone as a substitute at all: "Yan Qingmu, what are you going to do?" !"

Yan Qingmu frowned, lowered her head and looked at her seriously, with a distressed and surprised look: "Here?"

Xi Hua didn't want to understand, but instantly understood what he was talking about: "You, you...you are naive! You are sick! Your brain was bitten by locusts!"

He reached out to wipe away her tears, and a low-pitched laugh fell into her ears: "Fiancee, you guess what I'm thinking again."

Xihua was so angry with him, Yingying stared at him with tears in her eyes, and kicked him again.

Kicked a little hard: "..."

Yan Qingmu frowned and "hissed", leaned over and fell on her shoulder: "It hurts~ fiancee, are you being too hard on me?"

Xi Hua bowed his head, deliberately wiped his tears on his clothes, and blamed him willfully: "You are the one who speaks first!"

The man's deep voice was quite aggrieved: "How can I have it?"

Xi Hua gritted her teeth: "You promised not to force me, but you always behave like this..."

Yan Qingmu raised her head, with a smile in her pale pupils, she raised her eyebrows and asked her deliberately, "What about me?"

Xihua felt that this person owed him too much, and called out his name loudly: "Yan Qingmu!"

He smiled, raised his index finger and shushed softly on his lips: "Take it easy on your fiancee, there are people coming in and out here, if you are overheard, it's not good, maybe you will be photographed."

Xi Hua snorted, "What are you doing? Are you afraid of affecting your popularity? If you're so worried, get away from me!"

Yan Qingmu's light-colored pupils reflected the light outside the window, and stared straight at her: "I don't care if people are not popular, but if you are really photographed, you won't even have a chance to regret it. Netizens will help me." Let's chase after wives together."

Xi Hua almost bit her tongue: "..."

She pursed her lips, turned her face away, and didn't look at him.

After a long silence, she said in a muffled voice, "You just heard..."

Yan Qingmu's voice was a little deep: "Chang Yin, his name?"

She said "yes" without hesitation.

Yan Qingmu's thin lips slightly curled up at an angle she couldn't see: "You hide from me because you find that I resemble him?"

Xihua doesn't like blurring two people together: "You are not him!"

Yan Qingmu pressed her back, not letting her back away: "Of course. In fact, you are also very clear. The anger is not because I hug you and get close to you like this, but because I clearly have another person in my heart, but I am angry. You can't refuse and hate my closeness, you are worried that you will forget that person too quickly, aren't you?"

Xi Hua's heart skipped a beat, and she denied it loudly, fearing that she would appear guilty because she was not firm enough: "I didn't!"

The man's tone dragged a lazy ending, but with an unidentifiable sense of aggression: "No, then what are you hiding?"

(End of this chapter)