The 101st Hot Love

Flying all the way back to Lu Yanchen's apartment.

In the underground parking lot, she held the seat belt in her hand and looked like death at home. "I won't get off! You take me back quickly. I want to go back to my own home!"

She doesn't want to come back to his apartment, don't appear in his private territory, she wants to make a clear distinction with him!

Lu Yanchen was strangely not angry, but sighed, "you still have injuries. Are you sure you want me to use them?"

Lin Qiao didn't have a good way: "do you still treat me like this when I'm hurt?"

His huge body suddenly surged over and quickly untied her seat belt with both hands, "don't talk nonsense, get out of the car."

Weiqu Baba, led and dragged, was brought back to the apartment by him.

The strange and familiar space is full of the smell of landing Yanchen.

As soon as he entered the house, he got into the bathroom to take a bath. The door of the porch was locked with a password. She couldn't get out, so she was left in the living room.

Sitting on the sofa, quietly in a daze.

After taking a bath, Lu Yanchen wore a bathrobe and a bath towel in her hand. She wiped her wet hair and went downstairs. She was still in a daze.

He went up to her, threw a towel in her face and sat down next to her.

Lin Qiao only felt that the position around him was sunken and pulled off the towel on his face. "What are you doing!"

"Brush my hair," he said softly.

"??" Lin Qiao asked and threw the towel back on his face. "Are you disabled? Don't you have hands? What do you want me to wipe your hair?"

His gloomy vision swept over, and he wanted to stare a hole in Lin Qiao's small face.

Lin Qiao subconsciously leaned back, "what are you doing?"

Then, as soon as her neck tightened, she was pulled back in front of him, held her small face and kissed her lips.

The gentle rub turned into a deep, and his tongue swept through Lin Qiao's mouth with great possessiveness, which made her tremble and sob.

Before begging for mercy, she pressed it directly in the corner of the sofa. Her clothes were half faded, just like she was ready to go.

Lin Qiao was so frightened that he had to compromise and beg for mercy. "I'm still hurt. I was frightened just now. Don't do this, will you?"

This move has been tried repeatedly.

Lu Yanchen's eyes flashed a trace of heartache. After hesitating for a few seconds, he sat up.

"What trouble."

Pass her the towel again.

Lin Qiao didn't dare to refuse. He took the towel and wiped his dark hair.

While wiping, I secretly observed his expression.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, just like a posture of enjoying himself.

Lin Qiao was annoyed at his appearance. He rubbed his short hair with gravity and gave him a pinch of choking hair in an instant. His wet hair leaked into the air.

If Mou Guang could kill, Lin Qiao had died a hundred times.

"Are you taking revenge on me for not continuing and inviting me?"

The smile froze in the corners of his mouth. Lin Qiao immediately smoothed his hair one by one like a cat.

"Be kind, don't make a yellow accent, and then threaten others. It's not good."

"You want to take care of me?" he smiled playfully.

Lin Qiaobai glanced at him, "I'm teaching you the rules of life. Your EQ is too low. If you don't have high power, you will live very hard."

How can she teach him the rules of life?

Has she forgotten her old high spirited young lady posture?

Lu Yanchen mocked and smiled, "my EQ is so low. Have you been chasing me before? What about your EQ? Was it eaten by the dog?"

Lin Qiao held a towel in his hand and gnashed his teeth. "If you don't hit people in the face, can you not mention black history?"

"No."

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She threw away her towel and got up to leave.

His wrist was pulled by him, and he fell back into his arms with a force.

"Where are you going?" his warm breath joined her.

Lin Qiao saw the slight red scratch on his wrist. He was so moved when he thought of protecting himself in the car accident just now.

His voice softened. "I'll get the medicine box. Your hand is hurt. You need to deal with it."

He leaned on the sofa, looked at her thin back, pedaled and ran upstairs, and his mouth couldn't help but evoke a bright smile.

The scratch was not serious, but he didn't notice it at all. He took a bath and soaked in water just now. At this time, the redness and swelling are obvious.

Lin Qiao wiped some iodine to disinfect him, applied some anti-inflammatory drugs, and read in his mouth: "you can't touch the water after taking the medicine, otherwise it will get worse and deeper. Pay attention when you take a bath next time. You'll be fine in a few days."

She looked serious. Her slender curled eyelashes were like a butterfly reborn from fire, with fatal attraction, attracting Lu Yanchen to approach her bit by bit.

Feeling the danger, Lin Qiao immediately put out his finger to poke his forehead and said wrongly, "didn't you promise not to be impulsive?"

This tone, obviously begging for mercy, was very useful to Lu Yanchen.

Despite some disappointment, he still couldn't hide his joy. "Stay tonight."

The imperative tone is just a simple notice.

Even if linqiao said no, it was impossible to escape from his demon.

The hand that wipes medicine unavoidably aggravated a few minutes, "know to bully me all day."

He approached her and held her in his arms. "It's not all bullying. I have something to tell you."

She looked up with interest, "what's up?"

Lu Yanchen gently pushed her away, got up, picked up the mobile phone on the tea table, gently crossed the fingerprint to unlock, then clicked an app, entered several different passwords, and finally opened a document.

Pass it to linqiao. "Look at this."

Lin Qiao took the phone like a baby. "What's this?"

After a closer look, it turned out to be the budget table of the additional investment rules of Tianhong project.

She was so surprised that her eyebrows and eyes became curved, "are you really willing to make additional investment?"

"As long as you meet my requirements, it's not difficult."

Lin Qiao thought there must be something wrong with her ears. She heard a trace of something like nothing from Lu Yanchen's tone... Pet. Drown?

But on second thought, meet his requirements?

Where is his request so easy to achieve!

Put the phone back into his hand, "you don't even want me to come forward for this kind of thing. Can you exchange it for my body?"

He reached out and blew a shudder on her forehead. "What are you thinking?"

"Ah!" she screamed in pain, covering her forehead. "What are you doing? Pain!"

"I'm talking to you about business. What are you looking forward to?"

Linqiao is wronged.

I don't know why. Every time she was with Lu Yanchen, she felt her IQ plummeted. There are a lot of little women's posture can't help running out. She has tried very hard to control it.