This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

  Chapter 41 He seems to be digging his own grave again!

  Mo Liangyu's intrusion made Yan Shiqi abruptly regained consciousness. She pushed away the man in front of her in a panic, turning her face away and blinking in a trance.

  Just now, she was actually bewitched by Qin Baiyu, looked at him in a daze, and lost the reaction.

  Yan Shiqi's white face is dyed in red, like the most gorgeous rose under the scorching sun, beautiful and beautiful.

  Qin Baiyu turned his eyes to look at the dull Mo Liangyu at the door. His cold eyes were sharp as a blade, and his eyes were as deep as a moyu-like bird.

  Mo Liangyu shrank his shoulders and squeezed the doorknob tightly. In Qin Baiyu’s cold and gloomy eyes, he trembled and wanted to escape. He seemed to dig his own grave again!

  Ten minutes later, when all the staff arrived, Mo Liangyu period Aiai recounted what Yan Ziwei had confessed, and the atmosphere in the living room was dull and dull for an instant.

  At this time, Qin Baiyu, who was sitting next to Yan Shiqi, cast his eyes, "What do you want to do?"

  Han Yunting and Qiao Mu also looked at her in unison.

  Mo Liangyu sitting in the corner straightened his back slightly, and offered himself a recommendation, "Sister-in-law, should I teach them a lesson?"

   "No need!" Yan Shiqi spoke softly, with a rare indifferent tone.

  She bowed her head to reduce the coldness of her eyes, and her heart tightened.

  No wonder she felt something strange. After Mo Liangyu's narration, she realized that there was still a big drama waiting for them in Room 3086.

   Then why is she embarrassed to let the other party down? !

After several times of precipitation, Yan Shiqi gradually raised his eyes in the eyes of Qin Baiyu and others, "Where is the only swallow?"

  Mo Liangyu disdainfully said coldly, "I'm waiting for it downstairs!"

  Qin Baiyu condensed Yan Shiqi’s dark and clear eyes, and his generous warm palms quietly covered the backs of her hands. His voice was soft, with the warmth of ironing her emotions, "What do you want to do?"

  Yan Shiqi looked at the man with a slight surprise, and raised her eyebrows delicately: "You can do anything?"

"As long as you want!"

  The apex of my heart was hit again!

  It's crispy!

  Yan Shiqi’s mind gradually settled in the man’s calm and deep vision. After taking a deep breath, she smiled coldly, "Then I will do ‘Murong Fu’ once!"

  Qin Baiyu's deep eyes waved, his eyebrows were full of tenderness, and his fingertips slowly grasped her soft little hand, silently indulging.

  Mo Liangyu watched the scene where they looked at each other affectionately, only feeling the dog food in the sky slapped her face fiercely!

  He stretched out his long leg, kicked Qiao Mu, leaned close to him and asked in a low voice, "What do you mean?"

  Qiao Mu glanced at him disgustingly, with a caring and mentally retarded expression, and didn't want to pay attention to him.

  ……

  The annual cocktail party downstairs is still in full swing. Tonight is the whole Qin’s carnival night.

  There is no performance pressure, no concept of superiors and subordinates. The Qin’s employees happily shuttled around the venue.

  The lively atmosphere did not disturb the guest room area upstairs. At 9:30, the elevator on the 30th floor opened slowly.

  A waiter quietly walked out, and after looking around, he looked back and waved to the elevator.

   "Is it all done?"

  The person stepping out of the elevator is wearing a low-key, loose-fitting sportswear, with a peaked cap on his head and a black mask on his face. Even so, a woman can be vaguely distinguished from her figure.

  The waiter nodded hurriedly, “Don’t worry, it’s all done! Mr. Qin is drinking tea in the back garden at the moment. There is no one on this floor tonight, so she can’t fly!”

  The woman snorted, and flashed a sneer, "Good job, I'll call you tonight!"

   "Okay, okay, then... let's go and have a look?"

  Inside, I saw a baby who didn’t know much about the phrase "Gusu Murongfu", so let me say it. The source is that Gusu Murongfu, the character in the Eight Divisions of Tianlong, whose unique knowledge is "to cure his body by his own way."

  (End of this chapter)