His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 1342

Only the porch lights were on.

"Mom and Dad are out on a date."

Qian Miao nodded, got off him, changed his shoes, and walked in.

Her eyes turned to the candy house for the first time.

Feng Xian took a look and said, "Go and play for a while, I'll warm you a cup of milk."

Qian Miao walked into the candy house, the inside was almost the same as when she first came here, except that there were a lot more tricks than before.

When she turned her head, the scene in front of her cheered her up.

On the wall behind her was a picture of her made of candies.

Her eyes could not be separated from the painting, as if she could see the man putting together the puzzle carefully.

outside.

Feng Xian heated up the milk and called out Qian Miao.

No response.

He took the milk and walked to the candy store.

"You can't eat too much at night." He walked in while talking.

The next second, I saw the girl sitting cross-legged on the ground, staring up at the jigsaw puzzle on the wall.

The love hidden in the eyes is gradually blooming.

Suddenly, she asked, "When did you like me?"

He didn't answer, but also squatted down, handed the milk in front of her, and said slowly: "Drink the milk."

"When?" Her eyes fell into his.

The man smiled slightly, and leaned closer: "Aren't you shy to ask such a question?"

Qian Miao's eyes became hot.

A belated shame rose from my heart.

She only had this painting just now, and she just had this doubt in her heart, so she asked directly.

She lowered her eyes, and just when she didn't know what to say, her lips were suddenly pecked by a man.

She looked up in surprise, but was pecked again.

The second the soft touch touched her lips, her heart fluttered slightly. The usually shrewd and wise peach blossom eyes were now made as clear and pure as a deer by this kiss, even a little silly, blinked slowly, and looked at him.

Feng Xian wasn't satisfied, didn't stop, the light kiss lasted eight times, and didn't stop until the pink lips were flushed by him.

Those soft and seductive black eyes looked at her with tenderness.

The house is full of candies, none of which are as sweet as hers.

The pleasant male voice said slowly: "Eight years ago, when that little girl lay in my arms and called my big brother, I fell into a trap."

The scene of that year flashed before Qian Miao's eyes. At that time, she was chased and killed, ran all the way, and finally hid in his yard. When her consciousness was fuzzy, she curled up in his arms to keep warm.

At that time, for her, he was her haven.

The room was full of sweetness, and the affection was so intense, the delicate and soft kiss wrapped around her with an overwhelming momentum, and she finally raised her lips, as if she was very satisfied with the answer.

The man picked her up, knocked down the glass of milk, and spilled it all over the floor.

At the end of a long and lingering kiss, he kissed her earlobe: "I've seen that painting, it's hidden a little deep."

Qian Miao smiled: "Did you see it?"

"No."

"Ah, haven't you seen it yet?"

"Why does it sound like you're disappointed in me?"

"Can't I be proud of myself?" Her smile was very playful.

Feng Xian was defeated and said: "Please give Miss Tang instructions."

"Think for yourself, anyway...it's not very important anymore."

This succeeded in arousing all the curiosity of the man.

Qian Miao didn't stay here for long, because Lu Wanyu suddenly called her, saying that something was wrong with Wei Wu, so she went over to have a look.

Wei Wu is still living in the community near the closed house, and lives alone.