Ex-wife strategy: Mr. Fu wants to spoil me

Gong Xianyue was stunned, and then broke into a sincere smile.

"So this is ah."

She leaned back, with confusion on her face, but also a bit of sincere happiness.

Yan Qi had deliberately played a trick on her. After all, whoever asked Gong Xianyue to take off his pants before and returned without revenge would not be called Yan Qi.

That day in the abandoned factory, her sticky call for brother was like a curse. She would always think of her when she dreamed about it at midnight.

And when she wanted to wrap her legs around him, her eyes were pretending to be coquettish, like a cunning fox in the forest.

But now she is clear and confused, like a rabbit that has fallen into a trap.

Yan Qi originally just wanted to have fun, but now he was a little excited.

Ji Ya closed the curtains and raised his hand to glance at his wrist.

"I have to leave first. Next time you have a dinner date, just call me."

The two have known each other for so many years and are considered very good friends.

Yan Qi nodded and raised his hand to pinch Gong Xianyue's cheek.

Her skin is very delicate and her cheeks are a little fleshy. When pinched, she looks like an angry hamster.

After there were only two people left in the room, Gong Xianyue raised her innocent eyes and looked at him.

"what are you doing?"

Yan Qi used some force and coaxed him.

"Be good, call me brother again and come listen."

Just like that day, in that sticky, coquettish tone.

Gong Xianyue's eyebrows tightened, as if she was remembering. After a few minutes, she couldn't remember, so she had to ask, "Is this how I usually call you?"

Yan Qi raised his hand and patted her cheek. It felt so sensual.

"Yes."

"So disgusting."

After she said these three words, she still called out obediently, "Brother."

This brother's voice was different from that day. Hearing her voice that day made her heart skip a beat, but this time it made people want to protect her.

Yan Qi took back his hand, not knowing what the inexplicable feeling in his heart was.

But he did find it very funny. He grabbed her chin and was about to say something more when Gong Xianyue suddenly came over and kissed him on the lips.

Yan Qi's expression changed instantly, he let go and took a step back.

It's fun, but the two of them are blood relatives after all, so this kind of thing cannot be done. His expression was so obvious that Gong Xianyue frowned and asked, "Have we broken up? Otherwise, why would you react like this?"

Yan Qi felt the heat on his lips gradually becoming hotter. His hand hanging on one side curled up, and a smile appeared on his face again.

"No."

Gong Jianyue looked out the window, "Don't lie to me. People's subconscious reactions cannot be deceived. When I kissed you, your eyes were full of surprise, which means we have never done this before."

Yan Qi came closer, held her face, and kissed her on the lips.

"It's okay now, I just didn't expect you to be so enthusiastic."

Gong Jianyue's eyes burst into laughter, and she hugged him, "What about my family? Where is this place?"

"You are an orphan, and this is your home."

"Then you won't want me? Brother."

"will not."

After Yan Qi finished speaking, he felt that he was too involved in the drama and felt strange.

He quickly let go and said, "I'll ask someone to make dinner. You can rest for a while."

Gong Xianyue smiled at him and wanted to get out of bed with him. She was as clingy as a clear rabbit.

"Brother, I want to be with you."

Yan Qi opened his mouth, his eyes a little weird, but finally nodded, "Okay."

Gong Xianyue followed him downstairs, probably curious about the surrounding environment, her head kept shaking from side to side.

She carefully held a corner of Yan Qi's clothes and said, "Brother, I seem to have some impressions of this place."

Yan Qi's Adam's apple rolled when he saw the small white hands on the fabric of his clothes, "This is our home."

The next second, Gong Xianyue hugged him from behind and wrapped her hands around his waist.

"Really? No wonder I have an impression."

Yan Qi was stunned, his mind was in a mess.

The hands wrapped around his waist were like vines, preventing him from moving.

He lowered his head and looked at the hands on his waist. They looked soft, as if pinching them would leave marks.

"Brother, what are you thinking about?"

Gong Xianyue's voice was crisp and soft, and she poked her head from behind him. (End of chapter)