Madam, Do You Like Me Again

At the moment he changed his mouth, the force he was holding was a bit heavier, and a slight rustling sound was made against the sofa, and the soft sofa sank again.

Se Lingzhi was dizzy, it was the beauty that confuses Su Jian, and made her follow President Qin's way, thinking that if she didn't tell the truth, Qin Yuefeng would dare to do to her.

If she doesn't change her mind, Qin Yuefeng will definitely not dare.

The dangerous smile continued to magnify, and the drooping hair swept across his shoulders and fell on his cheeks. Su Jian felt itchy and wanted to lift his hand away.

With one hand in his hand and one in his arms, Su Jian couldn't move, the itch on his face scratched the tip of his heart, and his body subconsciously held his breath.

Qin Yuefeng touched the tip of her nose, her deep eyes blinked slowly, her breath was blue, and her voice asked softly, "Do you know which vice president she likes and go out to dinner with her?"

The words are still euphemistic, but the connection between the previous and the next is too straightforward. A brief translation is: Do you know that she likes you, and you still go out to eat with her?

Qin Yuefeng waited for Su Jian to promise her that she would never have dinner with Director Song next time. Su Jian bit her lip and turned to look at the coffee table. His eyes crossed the tea set and fell on the LCD TV screen. He happened to see what they were doing right now. Look like.

Over the past year or so, Qin Yuefeng has been gentle, occasionally domineering and strong, almost all after the divorce.

The heart is so soft that the body feels weak.

"It's just a rumor, not necessarily true." Su Jian turned back to look at Qin Yuefeng, getting too close, accidentally bumped into the soft lips.

It was not accidental, it was Qin Yuefeng who came up specially, and at the moment Su Jian turned her head back, she raised her chin.

Also bite.

unacceptable.

There was a slight pain in the place where he was bitten. Su Jian turned his head and looked to the side again.

As Su Jian pressed her body, she continued: "Director Song has never personally said who she likes."

Don't you just talk tonight? Qin Yuefeng took a word in her heart, feeling Su Jian's manual movement, Qin Yuefeng raised her body and looked down, and the hand around her loosened a little.

This looseness caused Su Jian's hand to be taken out, and he was free. The first thing was to push Qin Yuefeng away.

Did not push away much.

Su Jian pressed against Qin Yuefeng's shoulders, Qin Yuefeng curled her lips, and her waist-wrapped hands changed to prop up on the sofa. Her long hair fell behind her head and scattered on her back. "In the future, Director Song will make an appointment with you, will you still agree? "

Su Jian thought about it, smiled and gave an unpleasant answer, "Yes."

"Then take me." Qin Yuefeng held Su Jian's waist and stroked aggressively. Su Jian's body trembled, and the depressed heat surged up again.

The cold fingertips curled up the corners of the clothes, looked for the most sensitive place, and lightly touched them, Su Jian's breath suddenly messed up.

When he almost fell, Su Jian remembered an aunt who would go home at any time. As that hand climbed up, Su Jian rolled over and escaped from between Qin Yuefeng and the sofa.

Qin Yuefeng stretched out her hand and fished it out so that she wouldn't hurt when she hit the coffee table, and then got off the sofa, a little helpless and a little funny, "Be careful."

Su Jian raised her eyes and took a deep look at her. Qin Yuefeng smiled softly and considerately, and was totally different from President Qin who was just about to wipe her out on the sofa.

The door rang at this moment.

Su Jingyu opened the door and entered the house, put his handbag on the entrance cabinet, turned around and opened the shoe cabinet door, and took a pair of slippers from inside.

Hearing the familiar sound of footsteps and movements, Su Jian felt that her reaction just now was too right. If Su Jingyu saw her rolling with President Qin on the sofa, there would be no place to put her face.

Su Jian straightened his messy clothes and went to the hallway to pick up people.

The light at home was on, but it was as quiet as no one. Su Jingyu was surprised. Hearing the footsteps coming in the living room, he raised his eyes and saw Su Jian.

Leng Ran's face showed a smile for a moment.

"aunt."

The words "Aunt" reduced the smile on her face a bit. Su Jingyu closed the cabinet door and hugged Su Jian when she walked in front of her, "I'm back."

Seeing the people behind, Su Jingyu hugged a little, then slowly let go of his hand.

This is Su Jian's aunt. It's normal to hug them. Qin Yuefeng looked at them, her face was calm, and her heart was overwhelmed.

Before she went home, Su Jian never came to hug herself like this.

Qin Yuefeng resisted the urge to separate the two and pull Su Jian into her arms, and cried out in a gentle manner, "Auntie."

All in mind Su Jian's closeness to Su Jingyu.

Su Jingyu's attitude was cold and did not respond to this aunt. He glanced at Qin Yuefeng and turned his eyes back to Su Jian.

He dialed the messy hair in her ear, and asked, "Is there anything to eat at home?"

"Yes, I will do it now."

Su Jian went to the kitchen, Su Jingyu looked at the finger that had just touched his ear, smiled lightly, and went into the bathroom.

Qin Yuefeng saw her smile, and followed Su Jingyu into the bathroom, watching her back disappear in the doorway.

Qin Yuefeng always felt that Su Jian and her aunt were too close.

"Su Jian, has your relationship with your aunt been so good?"

Qin Yuefeng only knew one or two about Su Jingyu. He grew up with Su Jian and studied abroad for two years. After returning, he took over the Yusu Group and remains unmarried.

After going to seniority, Su Jingyu was only one year older than her.

Su Jian, who was washing small vegetables, raised her head when she heard the sound. Qin Yuefeng stood at the kitchen door looking at her, chatting with her seemingly casually.

Qin Yuefeng's question reminded her of something. Su Jian's heartbeat missed two beats. He turned his eyes away and looked at the flowing water, and the washing of vegetables slowed down.

Her voice was accompanied by the sound of water and stove fire, and she answered slightly, "Yes, it has been so good."

It seemed that she was thinking too much, and Qin Yuefeng watched her wash the vegetables.

The fire quickly boiled the water, and a string of small bubbles ran from the bottom of the pot to the surface of the water, gurgling.

When the water boiled completely, Su Jian took the noodles from the refrigerator and dropped them into the pot according to the amount of the two.

Qin Yuefeng kept watching, waiting for the noodles to come out of the pot, and stepped forward and hugged Su Jian.

Such a virtuous lady must be brought back soon.

Su Jian took a look outside, and the sound of the water in the bathroom told them that Su Jingyu was still taking a bath, and Su Jian pushed Qin Yuefeng away.

After taking a shower, Su Jingyu wiped her hair and walked out, dripping water from her wet long hair, fainting along her skin on her thin pajamas.

The pajamas soaked in water are close to the body, somewhat transparent and somewhat seductive.

Su Jian saw it, and glanced at Qin Yuefeng, before she saw it, she found a hairdryer to help Su Jingyu blow her hair and let Qin Yuefeng eat first.

Qin Yuefeng slowly drank the soup while holding the spoon, her eyes fell on the two people who were blowing their hair on the sofa.

In the past, Su Jian also helped her blow through her hair like this, grabbing the hair loosely, and blowing hot air at a suitable temperature not too far away from the hair dryer.

After drying her hair, she massaged the back of her neck with gentle movements, and a few gentle strokes relieved the fatigue of the day.

When was the last time Su Jian helped him blow his hair?

Qin Yuefeng recalled the situation of the last time.

"Okay." Su Jian turned off the hair dryer and scratched his hair again, making sure it was completely dry.

Su Jingyu raised her eyes and glanced at her, with a smile in her eyes, and said sincerely, "Divorce is good."

She thought Su Jian would refute, but she didn't want Su Jian to agree with her, "Well, it's good."

The ex-wife is sitting in the dining room, so no one can say that a divorce is good, when she does not exist?

Qin Yuefeng put away the memories, looking to them, Su Jingyu Shi Shiran stood up, leaving Su Jian's eyes as cold as a cold night.

Qin Yuefeng's heart was a little blocked, but she couldn't say anything about the divorce.

It was her who mentioned the divorce, which is the biggest sin.

After dinner, Qin Yuefeng silently returned to her room.

There was a small sofa not far from the bed, with a 60-centimeter wide carpet in front, and the long silver velvet stepped on it softly and comfortably. Qin Yuefeng started to stun on the sofa.

The phone shook a few times, and several messages came in.

Qin Yuefeng turned his head and glanced at the mobile phone lying on the bedside table, and held out his hand blankly.

Things in the company.

Several emails were sent to the mailbox after the news. Qin Yuefeng temporarily forgot what happened at night and put his mind on business.

At half past nine, Su Jian, who had taken a bath, went to bed and lay down, glanced at the closed door, and read the news tonight.

The soundproofing of the house is very good. Su Jian listened with ears upright, but couldn't hear any sound.

Unknowingly, an hour passed, Su Jian turned off the light in the bedroom, put down his phone, and closed his eyes to brew sleep.

Tossed and couldn't sleep.

Isn't Qin Yuefeng coming tonight?

Su Jian opened his eyes, touched the bedside with his hand naturally, and turned on the wall lamp.

She sat up on the bed, looked at the direction of Qin Yuefeng's sleeping room across the wall, opened WeChat hesitantly, and clicked into the chat box with Qin Yuefeng.

Under the same roof, just a few steps away, wouldn't it be too strange to send a message to Qin Yuefeng at such a close distance?

And, what do you want to post?

Su Jian hesitantly typed: Are you asleep?

The news was about to go when the door of her room suddenly opened.

Looking up, it was Qin Yuefeng.

"Is there anything wrong?" Su Jian deleted the message that hadn't been sent, and people had ran up to her and told her that he hadn't slept yet.

The dim light softened her expression, and Qin Yuefeng entered the room, closed the door and locked it, and turned around, "Can I sleep with you tonight?"

The doors are locked, and I asked if I could sleep?

Su Jian glanced at her up and down, Qin Yuefeng didn't change the clothes on her body, and didn't even wash her in the shower.

This is not only wanting to sleep here, but also wanting to take a bath in her room.

"No." Su Jian put on his phone, slid down, and retracted into the quilt.

He deliberately pressed the corner under his body.

The rejected person did not leave, and walked over to the bed step by step. With the sound of footsteps, his clothes peeled off and fell on the floor.

What does Qin Yuefeng want to do? Su Jian couldn't figure out the situation, his eyes were disobedient and he couldn't blink.

Qin Yuefeng's coat was taken off, and her white and slender legs were engulfed by an inexplicable temptation by the dim orange light. The shirt on her upper body was opened under her flexible fingertips.

She walked to the bed.

Su Jian felt that her body was hot, and her hand hidden under the quilt was clenched into a fist. In this situation, she also divided a trace of attention and felt her fingers.

The fingertips are round and smooth, and the nails have just been cut.

"You can't do this." Su Jian gasped lightly, and when he opened his mouth, he heard his voice a little dumb.

To seduce people with beauty is too foul.

"What can't it?" Qin Yuefeng leaned down, with the corners of her mouth raised, "Can I take a bath in your room?"