After His Inner Voice Was Exposed, He Madly Criticized The Rich Man And Made Him A Little Lover

Qi Hong is mature and steady, with a gentle and elegant literati atmosphere.

I heard that his family background was not very good, but he relied on his outstanding talents to get into Peking University, and then established a foothold in Kyoto.

Wan Yu didn't have much contact with Qi Hong, but she admired and admired such a talented person.

"Mr. Qi helped me pull out the heels last time, but I never found a chance to thank him. I will be cooking supper later, can I invite Mr. Qi to come and eat with me?"

After Wan Yu finished speaking, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, obviously a little nervous, for fear of being rejected by him.

Qi Hong's eyebrows were always warm and gentle, with a faint smile on his lips, "Okay."

After getting his permission, Wan Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

Back at the apartment, she started preparing supper.

She cooked a pot of millet porridge and prepared to stir-fry three more vegetables.

Not long after, the doorbell rang.

Qi Hong came over after changing his clothes.

When I saw him before, he always wore elegant shirts and trousers. This was the first time Wan Yu saw him wearing a T-shirt and casual trousers.

The mature and cold look has faded away, and he looks much younger and more handsome.

Qi Hong walked into the kitchen and saw her chopping vegetables. He said in a gentle voice, "I'm here to help you."

Wan Yu was a little surprised, "Can you cook?"

Qi Hong hummed lowly and said, "You will be able to do it yourself when you are six or seven years old."

He naturally took the kitchen knife from her hand.

His fingers are clean and slender, and his chopping movements are smooth and neat.

Wan Yu stood aside and looked at his elegant and handsome profile. Mrs. He's appearance suddenly flashed in her mind.

She had never associated the two together before, but now she realized that Qi Hong looked a bit like Mrs. He when she was young.

Especially when he pursed his lips slightly, there was a faint dimple on his cheek.

In a flash of lightning, Wan Yu suddenly understood the purpose of Wen Yan asking him to take Qi Hong's sample!

Seeing Wan Yu staring at him unblinking, Qi Hong narrowed his dark eyes slightly and asked in a low and gentle voice, "Is there something on my face?"

Only then did Wan Yu react and stared at him for a long time.

In one night, she was embarrassed twice in front of him!

"No..." She quickly withdrew her gaze from Qi Hong's face, biting her lower lip lightly, "You are a guest, so I can't trouble you, just leave it to me!"

Qi Hong curled his lips lightly, "It's okay, you go outside and rest. I'll call you when the cooking is done."

Wan Yu didn't expect that men could cook. When she and He Xiuyuan were together, He Xiuyuan never knew how to cook. He always felt that cooking was what women should do, and men should just concentrate on their careers outside. .

Qi Hong had cooked two dishes when he suddenly heard Wan Yu calling him, "Mr. Qi, can you come over and help me?"

Qi Hong walked into the living room and bathroom, where Wan Yu was blocking the malfunctioning faucet with a towel.

Qi Hong walked over quickly and said, "I'll help you fix it."

Wan Yu helped Qi Hong get the repair tools. When Qi Hong was repairing, water splashed all over him.

But fortunately, it didn't take long for him to repair it.

His hair and T-shirt were all wet, so Wan Yu took a clean towel and handed it to him.

When he raised his hand to wipe his hair, the outlines of his arms and chest were clearly outlined. The soaked T-shirt clung to his body, and his eight-pack abs could still be vaguely seen.

[Ouch, this is too sweet, with an aunty smile on her face. 】

[Qi Hong has actually liked Sister Wan Yu for a long time, and even cooks her supper in the evening. Your uncle should pamper her. 】

[Wow, Wan Yu's faucet knows how to create opportunities for the two of them to have a warm relationship. It's hard to tell that Qi Hong's figure is not pokey. After the T-shirt clings to his body, his eight-pack abs are looming ~ It's really great. 】

[Oh my god, I’m so excited that I’m twisting into a maggot. 】

Wen Yan was sitting on the swing in the back garden, eating melon immersedly. Suddenly, a tall and cold figure came towards her.

Not far from the swing is the Shao family's swimming pool. After the man came over, he took off his bathrobe.

Wen Yan's attention was instantly attracted by the man's good figure with broad shoulders and narrow waist.

"Husband, do you want to swim at night?"

The man turned and glanced at her.

Wen Yan's eyes swept over his strong chest and well-defined abdominal muscles.

Gu~ She swallowed.

【I go! Doesn’t the dog man follow the ascetic and cold style? It’s late at night. Does he want me to go crazy? 】

Si Moyan ignored Wen Yan, his handsome face tightened, and he jumped into the swimming pool with a plop.

Wen Yan realized later that he seemed a bit irritable and a bit unhappy.

She doesn't seem to have offended him recently, right?

Oh, she suddenly remembered that she hadn't gone to the mall to buy him underwear yet.

If you have time tomorrow, you must go!

After Si Moyan swam twice in the swimming pool, he saw Wen Yan walking towards the villa with her belly covered.

"Wen Yan, what's wrong with you?"

Si Moyan put on his bathrobe and strode towards her.

"It's okay, I'm going back to my room to rest."

Si Moyan saw her covering her lower abdomen with her hands, and he pulled her in with a frown, "What's wrong with you?"

Wen Yan, "..."

[My menstrual period is here, I just feel uncomfortable in my stomach, why should he dig into it? 】

The Si family members in the living room of the villa coughed in embarrassment when they heard Wen Yan's voice.

Si Moyan pursed his thin lips tightly and asked in a low voice, "Stomach hurt?"

Wen Yan nodded, "A little bit."

As soon as she finished speaking, the man suddenly stretched out his long arms and hugged her sideways.

Caught off guard and flying into the air, Wen Yan subconsciously wrapped her hands around the man's neck.

He carried her to the room and rubbed her belly with his big hands through the layers of clothing.

The warmth of his palm spread into her skin through the fabric of her clothes.

The warm heat made her heart feel so warm.

She raised her long eyelashes and looked at the man in front of her. He had sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. He was handsome and cool, and his outline looked like it had been carefully carved by a craftsman. It was incredibly perfect.

[Tsk, tsk, tsk, Si Bingshan is so handsome that it makes you crazy. 】

The eyes he looked at her were dark and deep, with a hint of softness that was hard to detect.

"Husband, do you not hate me as much as before?"

Si Moyan pursed his thin scarlet lips tightly, "What about you, do you still have feelings for Gu Beichen?"

"It's gone a long time ago, okay? Besides, he can't compare to you in every aspect, except -"

Si Moyan narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Except for what?"

[Other than the description in the system that Gu Beichen was good at being a man seven times a night, I really can't find any point in which he is better than a dog man. 】

Si Moyan, "..."

So, in what way does she think Gu Beichen is better than him?

He bit his back molars and said, "One day, I will let you know that I am not bad either!"

After Wen Yan's stomach felt better, Si Youyou brought her another glass of milk, and Mr. Si brought her bird's nest.

Before Wen Yan fell asleep, the corners of her lips curled up into a smile unconsciously.

Although she stayed at Si's house to complete the mission, she felt the warmth of home through this time together.

This was an experience she had never had in her previous life.

midnight.

Si Moyan came to Wen Yan's room. She seemed to be having a nightmare, and there was cold sweat on her forehead.

Just as Si Moyan was about to wipe away her cold sweat, she suddenly stretched out her hand, held his wrist, and shouted in a hoarse voice——