Madam, Do You Like Me Again

Unable to grab the phone, Su Jian glanced at Qin Yuefeng's nightgown. The silky nightgown was easy to untie. With a thought, she pulled on the belt and threatened Qin Yuefeng.

His wife and wife had already seen each other frankly. Such threats were useless. Qin Yuefeng sat up with Su Jian's arms around, "After taking off my clothes, Xiao Su should always be shyer than me?"

Su Jian lost. He looked at the mobile phone held tightly in Mr. Qin's hand, his mouth was stubborn, "No way." He stood up and blew her hair.

Qin Yuefeng sat with her legs close together, sitting well, Su Jian stood against the sofa and her legs, staring at her mobile phone while blowing her hair.

"Aren't you going to see what I have talked with Wen Jing?" Qin Yuefeng waited a little while, Su Jian's heart was like being scratched by a paw, itchy and uncomfortable.

Qin Yuefeng, who closed her eyes and lowered her head, smiled when she curled her lips. She opened her eyes and raised her head. The light reflected in her eyes were as charming as stars, "I will look at you when you take a shower."

After returning from the outside, Su Jian only changed his home clothes and did not take a shower. Qin Yuefeng raised the phone, and the screen sensed the motion of raising his hand, and the screen automatically turned on. Wen Jing's news occupies most of the screen.

Before Su Jian had time to read the content, Qin Yuefeng put down the phone and said, "She has posted a lot."

Su Jian: "..."

Qin Yuefeng did it deliberately.

Fearing to really annoy Su Jian, Qin Yuefeng was able to stop, opened WeChat and said, "I didn't expect she would tell you."

Speaking of pulling the chat log to the top, it looked like under Su Jian's supervision.

Su Jian let go of her clenched hand, and carefully blown her hair inch by inch. His eyes fell on the screen. Qin Yuefeng watched each sentence very seriously with his plain and white fingers sliding slowly on the screen.

More serious than looking at the contract documents.

Suddenly, Qin Yuefeng's hand stopped. Su Jian hadn't read the following content. She raised her head and saw an anxious face as expected. Qin Yuefeng smiled and asked Su Jian seriously, "Aren't you angry, I Check your phone like this."

Unprepared to ask the question, Su Jian was stunned. After thinking for a few seconds, he turned off the hair dryer, shook his head at Qin Yuefeng, and then coldly made a sullen look, "If you delete it, I will be angry."

At that time, Qin Yuefeng was allowed to sleep in the living room alone, but was not allowed to enter the bedroom.

Qin Yuefeng hugged Su Jian's thighs, and looked up at her against her stomach, "I will give you a new mobile phone. Give me this mobile phone as a New Year's gift."

The gentle and well-behaved smile was confusing, and Su Jian, who was asked for a gift for the first time, almost nodded and agreed.

Fortunately, the reason was still there. Su Jian stabilized herself in time, and did not say the word "Yes". She curled up a strand of hair between her fingers, gently pulling, "What did you just say let me give it?"

The painful Qin Yuefeng hissed lightly, smiled and held Su Jian's hand, boldly asking for something, "Your phone."

The hand was held down and couldn't move. Su Jian knew what Qin Yuefeng meant, but she still didn't want to let herself read the content sent by Wen Jing.

What kind of content is it worthy of Qin?

Su Jian is even more curious.

Her curiosity was completely revealed in her eyes, Qin Yuefeng saw it, smiled, sat upright, handed her the phone, and at the same time took away the hair dryer in Su Jian's hand, and said, "Look at it."

The hair was half dry, and Qin Yuefeng adjusted it to the hottest wind and started blowing it by herself.

Su Jian looked at his phone, then at Qin Yuefeng. What's the matter, he just tried everything possible to stop him from watching, why are you willing to do it again?

Su Jian carefully observed the emotions on Qin Yuefeng's face. Qin Yuefeng lowered his head, with long hair exuding a delicate fragrance blocking the sides. Su Jian couldn't see clearly.

"President Qin?" Su Jian asked tentatively, "Then I watched it?"

no answer.

Su Jian leaned over and leaned towards Qin Yuefeng. Qin Yuefeng, who was blowing her hair in a strong wind, turned off the hair dryer, hooked the person into her arms, "Want to hear bedtime stories?"

In an instant, the gentle and introverted Qin Yuefeng who hid all his considerate care and concern in his heart returned.

The so-called bedtime story is exactly what Su Jian wants to know.

"Yes." Su Jian nodded affirmatively. She was afraid that she couldn't help but read the message sent by Wen Jing, and handed her mobile phone to Qin Yuefeng, "I'm going to take a bath now."

Wash the bed and listen to Qin Yuefeng's own words.

Qin Yuefeng kissed her brows gently, "I will wait for you in the bedroom."

Su Jian was on the same road with her, they went into the bedroom together, one went to bed, the other went to the bathroom to take a shower.

With a soft-lit wall lamp in the bedroom, Qin Yuefeng leaned on the bedside and read all the news sent by Wen Jing. Wen Jing knew what happened. He only said what happened at the Yunyue Hotel, and did not reveal a word of other things.

Qin Yuefeng frowned slightly, hesitating to take the initiative to be honest and tell her what he did for Su Jian in private?

There was a splash of water in the bathroom, and Su Jian turned on the shower screen, and Qin Yuefeng lost direction towards the bathroom for a moment, and sent a message to Wen Jing.

After taking a shower, Su Jian dried his hair in the bathroom. Without looking at his watch, he felt much faster than usual. He picked a set of long-sleeved trousers and pajamas that were inconvenient to take off, and buttoned all the buttons.

This way, you won't be chatting and rolling out.

When Qin Yuefeng raised her eyes when she heard the door opening, the dim light coated the gentleness on her face with a layer of silence, which seemed particularly secure. Su Jian came to the bedside and went to bed from the left side of her habit.

Qin Yuefeng opened the quilt for her, waited for someone to enter the quilt, and helped Su Jian tuck the quilt.

"Today is five minutes faster than usual." Qin Yuefeng put down the phone and lay down beside Su Jian.

Thinking of the bedtime story, of course it’s coming soon, Su Jian turned around and hugged Qin Yuefeng, her soft body exuding her favorite fragrance, even the temperature is her favorite temperature, Su Jian looked at her closely next to her shoulder, "I Ready…"

Feeling the hand on his waist wandering into his clothes, Su Jian's breathing stopped, he hurriedly held her down, stammered, "It's not this, I'm ready to listen to the story."

The chuckle was too appealing, Su Jian's heartbeat speeded up, struggling to hold back the beautiful bewilderment in front of him, "I want to listen to bedtime stories."

"I can't compare to bedtime stories?"

She spoke softly with a low voice, and the hot breath sprayed on her lips, Su Jian tightened the corners of her clothes, how could Qin Yuefeng say a jealous sentence so heartbreaking and seductive, she begged: "Speak first bed time story."

Qin Yuefeng leaned close to Su Jian, softly kisses the soft lips, and turned off the wall lamp.

The room was dimmed, and the tight curtains could not show a trace of light. Qin Yuefeng held the wife in his arms and smiled and talked about the day when the Yunyue Hotel first met Su Jian.

The guests who attended the banquet stood chatting in twos and threes. After talking about the project with several partner companies that day, she took a break by the floor-to-ceiling windows far from the crowd and took a sigh of relief.

Inadvertently, her gaze was attracted by the woman sitting alone on the sofa holding a wine glass. The first time she saw Su Jian, she had a strong premonition in her heart that she would be with Su Jian in the future.

Qin Yuefeng stopped here, Su Jian anxiously pulled her clothes to urge her to continue, "What then?"

Don't stop here, after having a strong feeling of being together? What have you done?

Qin Yuefeng gave Su Jian a kiss and continued, "I took a picture of you and asked the assistant to check your identity, and accidentally sent it to Wen Jing by mistake."

Wen Jing was also at the banquet. When she received the news, she came to her and told her that it was Su Jian, the daughter of Su Hansong, chairman of Yusu Group. At that time, the president of Yusu Group was already Su Jingyu. She came to the banquet with Mr. Su.

Speaking of this, Qin Yuefeng smiled, "Wen Jing told a lot about Su Hansong and Su Jingyu, but didn't talk about you. After I repeatedly asked, she told me that you are just a student and there is nothing to say."

Although he is an adult, a relationship between a president and a college student always makes people feel insecure, whether it is for her or for Su Jian.

Su Jian shyly shrank into the quilt when she heard it. She was so excited just now that the quilt slipped a lot. She looked up at Qin Yuefeng, "Are you love me at first sight?"

Qin Yuefeng smiled without saying a word, rubbed Su Jian's hair, and continued to talk about what happened that day.

There was a lot of entertainment at the banquet, and there was not much time for people to rest. When she had time to take a look at the people on the sofa, the people on the sofa were gone.

Later, she saw Su Jian in the corridor.

Before she came forward to strike up a conversation, Su Jian, who had drunk too much, slammed into her arms. Qin Yuefeng still remembered her reaction at the time. Her heartbeat was as fast as she was about to rush out of her heart when she held Su Jian.

"Your eyes are very beautiful. You looked at me for a long time and apologized to me blankly." Qin Yuefeng closed her eyes and recalled the scene, clasping her lost wife, "Leaving without giving me a chance to speak."

It turned out that Qin Yuefeng's angle was like this. Su Jian thought that he was the only one who saw Qin Yuefeng that day. As for hitting Qin Yuefeng's arms after drinking too much wine, it was not accidental, but deliberate.

Su Jian was afraid to tell the truth.

Qin Yuefeng seemed to think of this, "When was the first time you saw me? Was it before or then?"

"Before that, it was also at the banquet." The memory hidden deep in my heart emerged in the dark night, and the invisible fuzzy face overlapped with the young President Qin in the memory. Su Jian said: "You are listening while holding the wine and smiling. When others speak, I stand in the crowd and look at you from a distance."

"Why don't you come to talk to me?"

"Later I said it." Su Jian said blankly, "I said, I'm sorry, I accidentally bumped into you."

The wife is too cute, Qin Yuefeng smiled and hugged Su Jian, "But you didn't give me a chance to speak, you should give me a chance to speak before leaving."

"What would you say?" Su Jian secretly guessed in his heart, it is estimated that Qin always took the opportunity to make friends with himself.

Qin Yuefeng lifted Su Jian's chin and talked to her intimately, "It doesn't matter, I am your future wife."

The gentle kiss was warm and enthusiastic in the ironing temperature, and the heartbeat thumped faster and faster. I have kissed Qin Yuefeng many times, but Su Jian felt that her kiss was particularly attractive every time.

The next day, Su Jian woke up first, picked up the pajamas that had fallen by the bed, and put it on, lying on the pillows and waiting for Qin Yuefeng to wake up.

The smile on the corner of his mouth was brilliant when he remembered last night, Su Jian secretly took a picture of Qin Yuefeng sleeping with his mobile phone.

She forgot to turn off the sound. The clicking sound of the photo was very clear in the bedroom. Under the lens, Qin Yuefeng opened her eyes sleepily and saw the lady holding the phone facing her face, smiling and hugging, "Remember to turn off the mute next time you take a sneak shot."

Su Jian humbly accepted the suggestion, and Qin Yuefeng sent a good morning kiss, "Also, you can only shoot me."

She let go of Su Jian and checked the secretly taken photos. Su Jian's photographic skills are good, but she didn't take pictures of herself. Qin Yuefeng curled her lips and turned to look at her. Su Jian was embarrassed by her and took back the phone and set the photo. Become a desktop.

Qin Yuefeng: "..."